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Can you forgive me?

After a few days, An Rou's condition was controlled, and she became more clear-headed, unlike before, when she was unconscious and in deep sleep, she could slowly support things to sit up, and she could even eat normally.

Compared to the previous situation, this was already extremely good.

Even Shu Yao couldn't imagine how her mother's body would be able to recover so well. Other than thanking Lin Mobai, she didn't even know who else she could thank.

It was as if ever since he had met Xue Caili, An Rou's condition had become much better, he did not know if he had been relieved of his mental illness, but in Shu Yao's eyes, his mother had spoken less, and was not interested in moving. He only liked to sit quietly by the window, and watch the scenery outside, in a daze.

Once he sat down, he could sit all morning. It was unknown just what he was thinking.

Shu Yao returned from Mo Wanwan's place and looked at her son. Zheng Er was fine, she would take care of her child later so she was more at ease.

"Is Zheng Er okay?" An Rou regained her senses and looked at her as she asked.

Shu Yao nodded and walked over to sit beside her mother.

An Rou held her daughter's hand, gently stroked the back of her hand, and said with a heavy sigh, "I know already, and I also know that you face a choice right now. It's very hard to give up on anything, so mother won't force you to do anything, as long as you think it through clearly, you can do it yourself."

She looked at her mother, and her clear eyes were gradually filled with mist.

In this world, the only person who knew her the best was her mother.

"If you think it's good now and you like it like this, then so be it! If you want to change something, it's okay, it's just a little -- "

An Rou dragged her voice as she looked at her with a profound gaze. His tone also became more serious, "Don't be angry, think it through, and do it. Don't let others obstruct or hinder you."

Shu Yao understood the meaning behind her mother's words and lowered her head. She understood that marriage was a huge matter and it was related to Zheng Er's future.

"Child, you have lived a lonely life. If one day your mother is no longer around, who else can you rely on in this world? Zheng Er is still young, he needs your protection. What should you do? "

An Rou sighed repeatedly, thinking that at this point of time, there was no one who could entrust their daughter's life to him, causing him to feel extreme heartache.

Actually, looking at Shu Yao, she still wanted to say something else and add another name. It was just that when the words reached her mouth, she couldn't bear to say it anymore, seeing the confused expression in Shu Yao's eyes.

They were both women, and they had all experienced nervous feelings.

An Rou also understood that Shu Yao had not truly wanted to let go of Li Chenxi yet. Since that was the case, she would not casually entrust her heart to others.

On the other side of the city, in the bedroom of the villa in the Han Residence, Han Cai Ling sat in front of her makeup table.

Before the message was sent, his father took the fruit upstairs.

Looking at her holding onto the phone, he guessed what was going on, placed the fruit plate on the side, then sat down, "Cai Ling, you and Chenxi have known each other for many years, and you have also dated before. Tell daddy the truth, do you really know him?"

Han Cai Ling raised her eyebrows in doubt, "Dad, what do you mean by that?"

"I'm just asking if you understand. Tell me the truth." Father Han asked again.

She chuckled. "Of course I know him. I know what he likes to eat, the color he likes, the places he often goes, the sports he loves, his hobbies, even his way of doing things and the way he speaks!"

With that said, his father's tightly locked eyebrows creased even tighter.

However, Han Cai Ling did not understand, "Why do you ask that? Dad, what are you worried about? Or did you hear something? "

"Since you understand him this well, then you should know that he is very smart. Li's has many spies and a great influence that surpasses what I can imagine. Li Chenxi is also not an ordinary man."

She became even more confused, "What are you trying to say? Why can't I understand it? "

"Daughter, don't you think that he can't find out that you lied to him when you claimed that you were sick? Or could it be that your acting skills and the coordination of your doctor made him untraceable? "

As the words were still in his ears, Han Cai Ling's expression froze.

"I guessed that Li Chenxi must have noticed it, but he never revealed it to you. If you invite him to dinner, he'll go, and if you ask him to come and see you, he'll come as well. It's the same as usual."

The more he spoke of a person who was calm and collected, a person who did not reveal any emotions, the more terrifying he was.

Dark clouds pressed down on the land, and the calm water reversed its flow. Usually, the calmness after a huge storm was the most hair-raising.

After thinking it over, Father Han felt that it was inappropriate, so he should give his daughter a reminder.

When she was immersed in his jar of honey, she could not free herself from it. She only wanted to delay the time and make him love her with all kinds of sweetness, but she ignored all of these. Now that she thought about it, she could not help but feel a cold wind blowing past her and feel an abnormal lingering fear.

"If he knows and discovers everything, but refuses to expose me, then …"

Father Han looked at her. "Cai Ling, you should know what that means, right? I should confess to him as soon as possible! "

"Since you and him have been friends for so many years, even if you tell him the truth, he won't make things difficult for you. He can even preserve your relationship in the future. What else can we do in the future?"

"This …"

Han Cai Ling's line of sight was in a mess, and her thoughts were a little chaotic as well. Many things intertwined, and she was even more afraid to continue thinking about them.

At night, the seaside breeze blew into her face, messing up her long black hair. The resort hotel was nearby, surrounded by pavilions and deck chairs. The dim light reflected the surroundings, giving her a poetic feeling.

Han Cai Ling was wearing a white dress, barefooted on the soft sand beach as she stood there, facing the sea breeze. The waves were splashing around her feet, wetting her dress.

She didn't care at all. She just stood there, looking at the dark sea. The surface of the sea seemed calm, but in reality, it was sparkling and surging.

"Why are you here?"

A low alcohol male voice came from behind. Han Cai Ling timely turned around and saw Li Chenxi dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

He seemed to have come straight from the company and didn't change his clothes. As she got closer, she could smell the thick scent of cigarette smoke coming off him. She didn't know how much he had smoked that day.

"He's already sick, what if he comes to a place like this and gets a cold?" As Li Chenxi said this, he naturally took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

She was like a obedient little rabbit, allowing him to put the jacket on her, feeling the unique scent of his body, smelling the strong smell of smoke and grass, Han Cai Ling suddenly held his hand. Ripples appeared in her mournful eyes, and her eyes turned red.

"Chenxi."

He looked at her, with a smile that was not a smile. "What's wrong? Why are you crying? "

"You didn't think of anything when you came here?" She tried to beat around the bush, but wasn't it too late to mention it now?

Li Chenxi held her hand, and turned to look at the vast and boundless ocean. His eyes slightly narrowed, and he asked.

This was the place where he had confirmed his relationship with her. It was here, at almost the same place. That summer night, he had meticulously arranged a romantic courtship, letting her be his girlfriend.

That was years ago.

Time flew by, and they returned to their old places. However, things had long changed.

"Chenxi, ah!" Han Cai Ling suddenly called out to him, as she looked at him with reddened eyes. It seemed as if her tears would reach his eyes in the next second, "If I did something wrong, would you still forgive me?"