As she spoke, she smiled sweetly and gave the man in front of her a big hug.
"Tuo, you don't even know what weird things have happened to me in the past two days. There is a weird man. I insist on saying that he is the father of my son. It's really annoying."
Listening to her chattering in his ear and feeling the warmth in his arms, Tuo suddenly had the urge to cry again. She really believed in him.
"That bastard actually sent Ming to Italy. Please help me, Tuo, and bring my son back together."
"Sister Wanqing." Tuo interrupted her with a voice, wrapped his arms around her, hugged her tightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Listen to me, your name is Su Wanqing.
Your lover's name is Luo Xichen, and you have an eight-year-old son, Ming. You used to love each other very much, but due to some misunderstandings, you were forced to separate."
Su Wanqing broke away from Kai Kai's arms with some displeasure, stared at him intently, and said hoarsely: "Why do you even say that?"
"Because this is the truth." The curve of Tuo's lips was a bit bitter, "I can no longer selfishly tie you to my side. I hope you are happy, even if the person who can give you happiness is not me."
Su Wanqing's expression was a little numb, her mouth was slightly open, but she didn't know what to say.
"You put the poison in Luo Xichen's body and transferred it to yourself. It hurt your brain and your face, so you're like this." As he said that, Tuo took out a pink diamond ring from his pocket and put it in his hand.
In the hands of Su Wanqing.
"Don't you often dream about this ring? Luo Xichen gave it to you. It is a very important thing for you. I found it for you."
Su Wanqing frowned slightly and stared blankly at the diamond ring in her hand, feeling an inexplicable sadness rising from deep in her heart.
Without any warning, a tear fell on the ring.
She reached out her hand and wiped away her tears. This involuntary emotion made her panic. What happened to her?
"Sister Wanqing, let's go with him." Tuo's voice was so hoarse that he didn't say a word, and his heart felt like needles pricking him.
"I don't, I want to go with you..."
"Where is the inscription?" Tuo Chu reminded, his voice starting to choke again.
"Tuo, we have lived together for eight years, and I don't want to be separated from you." Su Wanqing's heart was still flustered.
"It doesn't matter. I can go to Italy with you and stay with you for a while. I will come back when all your memories are restored."
Su Wanqing originally wanted to argue, but her eyes were attracted by the ring again, and finally, she couldn't help but nodded.
**.**.**.
One month later, Italy.
In the old castle of the Andrew family, there was a mother and son playing by the swimming pool.
Ming had just started learning to swim, and his movements were still very stiff. He always got drowned accidentally, so he could only hold on to the swimming ring and flutter hard.
Looking at his tiger-headed look, Su Wanqing couldn't help but laugh. Tuo stood not far away, looking at her gentle profile, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips involuntarily.
Her appearance is gradually recovering. The doctors of the Andrew family are really good at cleaning up the residual poison, and her smile is much brighter.
Turning his head, not far away, Tuo saw a face that was almost exactly the same as hers. Mecehlle was carrying a plate with a glass of ice juice in it, walking towards the swimming pool.
His dark red eyes sank slightly, and Tuo stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and blocked the woman's way.