At this mont, she, of course, didn’t know that the Lu Moqing in front of her was not her father.
Even more so, she didn’t know that this Lu family’s eldest son and grandson, was just a buy one get one free deal in Lu Moqing’s eyes.
She had long been accustod to this kind of servile mindset, so, at this mont, being almost suffocated by Lu Moqing, not only did she not complain about him, but even begged for rcy:
"Moqing, I’m sorry, I just... just lost my mory. I have no sense of security. You’ve also had amnesia, haven’t you? That feeling of not rembering anything and trusting no one, you must understand, right?"
She began to play the "amnesia card" to gain sympathy, trying to arouse Lu Moqing’s compassion.
But Lu Moqing just looked at her coldly, unmoved.
She crawled to Lu Moqing’s feet, gently tugging at the hem of his clothes, her eyes red, choking back tears:
"When Qiao Yi ca to find , he kept making a fuss and getting angry at . I just ca back, not feeling well, wanting to sleep, but he kept disturbing . I couldn’t control myself and..."
Lu Moqing’s eyes were filled with ice-cold sarcasm as he listened.
Qiao Yi was originally a sensible child, and he wouldn’t normally make a fuss at ho or lose his temper. Most importantly, he knew how to protect and care for his mom.
So how could he disturb her when she wasn’t feeling well and wanted to sleep?
This foolish woman, almost suffocated her own son to death and still dared to slander him in front of Lu Moqing.
"So this is the reason you wanted to kill your son?"
He kicked her aside with one foot, "Reflect on yourself."
With this incident, Lu Moqing could justifiably not stay in the sa room with her.
"Moqing...Moqing..."
Leaving "Qiao Xu" alone, slumped on the floor, Lu Moqing slamd the door and left. She didn’t know whether to be thankful that Lu Moqing didn’t suspect her of being an impostor or sad about the ss they were in after finally getting closer to him.
"It’s all because of that despicable brat!"
She gritted her teeth and cursed in anger.
Qiaoxu, that cheap woman, even in death, left an evil child to vex her.
At this mont, at the other end of the city.
A luxurious sea-view apartnt, perched on the top floor of a 100-ter high-rise in City A.
Beside the spacious swimming pool, a man dressed as a housekeeper stood at the edge, holding a glass of freshly heated milk.
The next second, a broad-shouldered, slim-waisted, handso man erged from the swimming pool.
The housekeeper handed over the bath towel by the swimming pool, "Young Master."
The man ca out of the swimming pool, took the bath towel, wiped it casually, and took a couple of sips of the milk from the housekeeper’s hand.
"How’s Qiao Xu doing now?"
He asked casually.
"Her leg still can’t move, but she insists on going back to the Lu family."
The man’s action of wiping water paused for a mont, then he sneered, "Wants to go back to find Lu Moqing?"
The housekeeper lowered his eyes, then nodded.
The man showed no expression on his face, just threw the bath towel on the housekeeper and walked into the room.
Qiaoxu leaned against the wall, slowly moving step by step. Her other leg, still in a heavy cast, made it very difficult for her to move.
It’s been more than half a month since she woke up.
In this strange room, apart from the so-called housekeeper and the doctor who ca to examine her injuries, she hadn’t seen the owner of this house.
Looking out the window, there was a vast sea outside. To her surprise, this house was built on the sea.
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