Li Qiyu woke up in the car, knowing that she was never the angel Qiye, she had actually thought about it...
Conveying all the information to Bo Yeyuan, letting him know who she is, letting him wait for her with patience. Telling him that little Qiye is in the hands of Ling Ran, so he can secretly rescue the child.
The risk she took with that thought—all came from her trust in Bo Yeyuan.
She planned to grit her teeth and believe in him once, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Ran killed her hopes.
Little Qiye was not in Ling Ran's hands, wasn't it two years after Mrs. Bo hid the child that they found out his whereabouts?
Li Qiyu could no longer endure the pain of unexpected separations...
"I said, even if I die, I will persuade Feng to keep living..."
"You can't die, as long as Feng is alive, you must stay alive."
Li Qiyu gripped the end of the bed and sat on the ground, laughing coldly...
Of course, she couldn't die, Bo Yeyuan and little Qiye still needed her.
