In the end, you will find that you think that he, who has received your love and is lucky than everyone, is actually the most hurt by you..."

Listening to Li Suqin who spoke clearly and spoke fluently, Bai Qianchi knew that she was really cured of illness and was awake.

But if possible, Bai Qianchi would rather her illness not be cured, so that she would wait for her Shaohan forever with the expectation in her heart.

Instead of facing the death of your lover after waking up...

"Is the 'he' you mentioned? Is the 'Shaohan' you have been looking for?"

Li Suqin smiled, tears slid from her face: "I'm sorry for him. I used the so-called responsibility and family pressure to restrain him. Even though I knew that the person he loved was not me, I still forced him to suffer for the rest of my life, harmed myself and my children..."

It hurts you too.

"Madam Mo, don't blame yourself. Love is something that can make people blind. Not everyone can be emotionally conscious of justice and let go." Bai Qianchi comforted her.

"If I could let him go, maybe he could still live well now, instead of lying in the cold coffin..."

"Life and death have a life."

"No." Li Suqin shook her head: "If he could be more selfish for himself, he would be happy now..."

"Madam Mo, you still have Moli. I think he is more fragile than you now, so you must be strong."

Li Suqin looked at Bai Qianchi's face and murmured with self-deprecatingly: "I finally know why he likes her so much."

"What are you talking about?" Bai Qianchi didn't understand.

"It's okay." Li Suqin stood up and reached out to touch Bai Qianchi's head: "Child, remember to be happy and happy."

Bai Qianchi looked at her, not knowing what to say.

After Li Suqin said these blessings, she turned around and left.

Left a little confused Bai Qianchi.

"Qianchi, your mother must be as outstanding and beautiful as you, so Shaohan likes her so much..." Li Suqin muttered to herself as she walked.

Everything in my heart was also let go.

No more love, no more hatred...

Bai Qianchi sat on the swing chair, lowering his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Under a shadow cage, Bai Qianchi came to his senses and looked at Mo Li who appeared beside him.

Stand up and look at him.

And he looked at her.

The two of them looked at each other like this, looking at each other speechlessly. All she saw in his eyes was sadness and pain.

And he went to see the caution and anxiety in her eyes.

Mo Li thought to herself: Did you scare her when you were in the mourning hall just now?

Mo Li's mouth moved slightly, and his mouth broke the silence: "I'm going to take my mother to Singapore and never come back here. Remember to take good care of yourself..."

His "take care of yourself" made Bai Qianchi's eyes wet in an instant.

In a trance, she seemed to see Mo Li again.

But there was no more smile on his face.

The voice is no longer gentle.

In my eyes, there is sorrow that cannot be dissolved.

She knew, and never went again.

"Isn't you really coming back?" Bai Qianchi asked in a hoarse voice.

The people around her seemed to be slowly leaving her...

"You look beautiful in your wedding dress. On May 20th, I may not be able to convince myself to come back here, but I will try my best. He can no longer do what my father promises you. I will try to replace him..."

Listening to Mo Li's words, Bai Qianchi couldn't tell what it felt.
Chapter completed!