Su Qing was held in Qi Tianshang’s embrace, a foreign scent invading her nose, and she subconsciously wanted to push him away.
"Let go of first."
Facing Qi Tianshang, she felt an inexplicable rejection from the bottom of her heart.
Qi Tianshang obediently released Su Qing but didn’t let go of her hand, "Qinqin, where have you been these three years, do you know how long I’ve been looking for you?"
The affection in his eyes made her want to look away, to pull her hand back, but he held it tighter.
Giving up on struggling, Su Qing looked up at Qi Tianshang, "I don’t know, I’ve forgotten."
Qi Tianshang gripped Su Qing’s hand tighter, "It’s alright if you’ve forgotten, as long as you’re back, everything’s fine. Co ho with , Qinqin."
Qi Tianshang led Su Qing out of the alley, and she, looking at their tightly clasped hands, pulled hers away forcefully.
Qi Tianshang turned back, a trace of pain flickering in his eyes. Su Qing clasped her hands together, "I’m sorry, I just haven’t gotten used to it yet."
She didn’t understand why, standing before her was her fiancé, and yet deep down, she was unwilling to be touched by him.
"I know, I will wait for you to get used to ."
Qi Tianshang felt the remaining warmth in his palm and let out a bitter laugh in his heart; even after losing her mory, she was still rejecting him.
"...Thank you."
"Your hand is still bleeding." Su Qing glanced at the bleeding arm of Qi Tianshang, frowning slightly.
Qi Tianshang glanced at the wound on his arm, smiled nonchalantly, "It’s nothing. Don’t worry; it’s just a small injury. It will patch up in a bit."
"Still, you should get it patched up. It’s still bleeding."
"Alright."
Qi Tianshang and Su Qing left the alley and got into Qi Tianshang’s car. There was a dical kit in the car, and the driver fetched it, Su Qing opening it to dress Qi Tianshang’s wound.
Qi Tianshang bowed his head, watching her put on her glasses again, and his gentle smile surfaced. It might be good that she had lost her mory; at least this way, she didn’t find looking at him repulsive. The amnesiac her was still willing to dress his wounds, and this was fine by him. He hoped she would never rember everything and just stay with him like this, even though she was still resisting him now, he believed that one day he would make her accept him.
Inside Qi Tianshang’s villa, Su Qing stared at the portrait in the room. It was unmistakably her own face, startlingly beautiful with a charm that could captivate an entire city.
She really was Qi Tianshang’s fiancée!
Qi Tianshang stood in the room Su Qing had once lived in. It had been preserved for three years, and he had always hung her portrait there. Over the years, he would spend a lot of ti in this room, looking at that painting.
"Tell , what is my real na?"
Su Qing turned to look at Qi Tianshang, who stood behind her.
Qi Tianshang stepped forward, his deep eyes firmly locked onto Su Qing, "Your na is Qin Qin... Qing."
He initially wanted to tell her her true na but reconsidered and substituted Qin for Qing.
"Which Qin?"
Could it be that she shared the sa last na as Mo Yunchen’s wife, Qin Qin? And their nas were so similar.
"Just like the Qing you have now, the Qing of sunny skies."
On the way back, he found out that Qin Qin now went by Su Qing. It seed that even with her mory loss, she rembered part of her own na, but she didn’t know which Qin she was associated with. That was alright.
"My na is very similar to the na of Mo Yunchen’s wife."
"You know?!"
When did she find out about Mo Yunchen?
Su Qing, or rather, Qin Qin shook her head, "I heard it from soone else. I don’t really know Qin Qin, but..."
"But what?"
A flash passed through Qi Tianshang’s eyes as he asked, wanting to know how much she knew and if she still had any feelings for Mo Yunchen.
Qin Qin lifted her gaze, "But... I do envy the way that Master Mo treats his wife."
"I can treat you even better."
Qi Tianshang stepped closer and held Qin Qin in his embrace, planting an affectionate kiss on her forehead, "You don’t need to envy anyone; I will treat you even better."
As Qi Tianshang kissed her forehead, Qin Qin subconsciously furrowed her brows and then pushed Qi Tianshang away, "I want to ask you, did I used to know Mo Yunchen and Qin Qin? Mo Yunchen seems sowhat familiar, and... Madam Mo, Qin Qin, is also skilled in dicine, just like ."
Qi Tianshang’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Qin Qin, then a smile appeared on his face, "You did know them, but not very well; you just t a few tis."
Qin Qin nodded, accepting Qi Tianshang’s explanation, yet she felt like it wasn’t accurate but couldn’t co up with an argunt.
"Alright, stop thinking about others. Can you tell what’s happened during this ti, where have you been these three years?"
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