Chapter 1958: She still has Xiao Muer and Qiao Mohan to grab back

It is so strong that it can make such a abandon the love of men and women that he has always been nostalgic for, and make such a prefer to give up the family inheritance rights and do nothing.
Can make... such a abandon his own life.
"He was hypnotized so that he lost the memory of you. The effect of hypnosis is to make the patient forget the most painful and favorite person..."
Isn't the person who hurts when I think of it the one I love most?
That kind of hypnosis was once used in medical treatment to heal patients who suffered severe psychological frustration.
But for Qiao Mohan, she was deprived, the woman who could most mobilize his passions.
"Hypnosis... Amnesia..." Su Qing muttered to herself, after a long time, she gradually recovered her voice.
She was shocked by this fact, deeply shocked.
Su Qing thought of the details of the exchanges with Qiao Mohan since returning to China during this period of time-yes, that kind of Qiao Mohan, that also has alienated and indifferent eyes.
She was inferior and didn't dare to think about it, thinking that he was alienating herself on purpose.
I just thought that he deliberately pretended not to know her.
Even his initial pursuit was misunderstood as his evil taste.
After all, he is Qiao Mohan. That perverse and unruly Qiao Mohan seems to be able to explain everything-only the image of ‘affectionate’ has nothing to do with him.
However, the truth of the matter slapped her severely.
That man... that man... so he can be so affectionate...
He did not give up on her, did not want her, did not... did not love her...
Tears bursting like a bank burst from Su Qing's eyes no longer restrained.
She couldn't help herself, and her feelings of grief and distress were even more mournful than when she suddenly knew the identity of Xiao Mu'er.
Su Qing's cry came from the other end of the phone unabashedly, Xin Luo shook the phone tightly, but the joints of her fingers were faintly white.
She listened to Su Qing's cry, the kind of grief almost infected her.
Tears also fell unconvincingly.
The two women were sobbing intermittently across the phone, and after an unknown period of time, Su Qing's voice suddenly stopped.
Xinluo squatted.
She subconsciously thought that Su Qing had some accident, and she was even afraid that Su Qing would have bad, negative thoughts.
She wiped away her tears immediately and asked, "Xiao Qing, are you still there? Xiao Qing...Xiao Qing..."
But after calling for a long time, there was no sound on the other end.
Xinluo's face turned pale in an instant, she looked up in confusion, and was about to ask Lu Yuchen for help.
On the other end of the phone, Su Qing's voice rang again.
"I'm fine, I just went to wash my face-Xinluo, thank you for crying with me like this, I'm much better..."
"Xiao Qing, you..." Xin Luo was afraid that she was just bracing her.
"I'm fine, Luo Luo, don't worry, I won't let myself be in trouble."
Su Qing's voice was full of positive and full emotions, which was completely different from that of Su Qing, who was so sad that she couldn't cry and was so sad that she couldn't breathe.
"I still have Xiao Mu'er to it back, and I still have... my man, I need to it back." Su Qing's throat was dumb, but there was a warm smile on her face.
Looking at the sun just rising outside the window, she felt for the first time that life was no longer as gloomy and hopeless as in previous years...