Li Baoer stood up from her seat, her red skirt swaying in the wind, leaving a stunning look in the air.
"Amei Su, stop having such wishful thinking. Su will never come back."
Hearing her words, Su Amei, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head, and her eyes full of resentment were locked on Li Bao'er.
"Li Bao'er..."
Li Baoer patted the skirt on her body: "You should also know Sui's temperament. You have hurt his important people and exposed your ugliest side. Do you think he will come back? The one who deceives himself is not others.
, but you.”
"Li Bao'er! It's all you, everything is you!"
Amelia Su suddenly got up from the ground, then jumped towards the audience, grabbing fiercely forward with both hands.
She grabbed Li Bao'er's neck tightly with both hands, and then easily pressed Li Bao'er to the ground.
Amelia Su sat on Li Bao'er, her eyes widened fiercely, but the strength between her hands became tighter and tighter.
"This is obviously my wedding, but everyone, everyone, the person who mentions it is you! It's all you! Everyone thinks that this is your wedding with Brother Su! All the people who are making trouble,
all because of you!"
She raised her head and showed a sarcastic smile: "What important or not important people? Those two old guys have nothing to do with Brother Su at all! How can those two guys be important people to Brother Su?"
"I am! I am Brother Su's only relative!"
Even though Li Baoer was suppressed on the ground and his neck was strangled, he didn't show the slightest panic or fear.
She gently grasped Amelia Su's hand with both hands, and then easily pulled her hand away from her neck.
"Isn't it? Can't you see that Su cares about them? Su Amei, don't deceive yourself. You are not Su's only relative."
After pulling away Amelia Su's hand, she slowly sat up, flipped over, and pressed Amelia Su to the ground.
The situation suddenly reversed, she sat on Amelia Su's body and clasped her hands on the ground.
"Don't forget, you just rescued Su, it doesn't mean that Su is alone. He has relatives. Even if he loses his memory, he will still feel the connection when he meets his relatives. And you hurt his relatives.
.”
When Amelia Su heard this, she was immediately stunned and seemed unable to react.
"Losing memory... Li Bao'er, what do you mean by this? Do you know Brother Su? Could it be that you knew Brother Su a long time ago?"
The corners of Li Baoer's lips raised slightly: "My IQ is finally online, but it's too late."
Thinking of Yin Yin'er, who had just fainted from anger and excitement, she raised her palm and slapped Su Amei hard on the face.
As soon as the slap fell, a clearly visible slap mark was left on Amelia Su's face.
"This slap was given to my godmother. You'd better pray that your godmother is okay, otherwise, I won't let you go."
After saying that, she walked away with her long legs, leaving only the red skirt swinging in the air.
Amelia Su was lying on the ground. She was obviously a glorious bride today, but now, she was in a mess, and the groom also ran away.
Everyone thought she was a joke.
She did not sit up, but just lay on the ground, letting tears fall from the corners of her eyes. Her face was pale, like an empty shell without a soul.
She has lived for more than twenty years, living in a honeypot and being well protected.
This was the first time she had been so humiliated, and it was at her wedding.
"Ami, it's okay, it's okay, I'll take you back."
Liu Ziming hugged the woman on the ground and gently pressed her haggard and spiritless head in his arms.
He picked up the woman with great distress and blocked all the cameras behind him with his broad back.
They were not allowed to take pictures of Amelia Su, who was in such a state of embarrassment.
However, many reporters were unwilling to let go of this opportunity and stepped forward with microphones in hand.
"Miss Su, can you tell me how you feel now?"
"The groom left in public and the wedding was ruined. How do you feel?"
"Excuse me, what will happen next for you and Mr. Su? Will the wedding be rescheduled?"
…
Liu Ziming looked gloomy. He took off his high heels, stretched out his foot and kicked the reporter in front of him.
Then he took off his coat and covered Amelia Su's face, blocking the camera.
"Go away!"
Amelia Su just opened her eyes blankly, with no trace of brilliance in her eyes, as if she had lost her soul.
A wedding ended in embarrassment.
In the hospital, Yin Yin'er was immediately sent to the operating room.
Qin Zimo squatted down slowly at the door of the operating room, holding his head tightly with both hands, looking very lonely and regretful.
At this time, his back looked so lonely and fragile.
Su couldn't help but took a few steps forward, squatted beside him, and gently put her hands on his shoulders.
"Uncle, I'm sorry. If I knew this would happen, then I would never invite you to this wedding..."
Qin Zimo lowered his head and shook it gently: "I know it's not your fault. I believe that even if she wakes up, she won't blame you."
"But, you really need to think carefully. Do you really want to marry that woman? Are you sure that woman is really suitable for you?"
Until now, Qin Zimo not only did not blame him, but also took the initiative to worry about his future situation.
This made Sudu feel very sorry.
Li Baoer also rushed over in time: "Godfather, how is godmother?"
She walked forward, and after glancing at Su, she passed by him without any pause.
"Not out yet."
Qin Zimo stood up, but his eyes turned red.
Li Baoer gave him a hug: "It's okay, godfather, don't worry, godmother will be fine."
She knew that what Qin Zimo needed now was a hug and comfort.
Soon, the lights in the operating room were turned off.
Yin Yin'er was also moved to the ward.
Everyone went to see Yin Yin'er, and only Li Bao'er stayed to ask about the doctor's condition.
The doctor took off his mask and explained: "The patient's brain center is somewhat confused and his memory is confused. This seems to have been going on for several months."
"This situation cannot be cured through surgery. It can only be seen by the patient. Therefore, it is very likely that she will go crazy and recover during this period. It is difficult to say."
In the ward, Yin Yin'er moved her hands and slowly opened her eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she looked for her son everywhere: "Son, my son!"