With this realization, Su Rou began to get gradually excited, so excited that her cheeks started to flush faintly.
But soon, she realized there was something wrong.
If he had lost his memory, how would he remember her, and how would he personally go to prison to get her out?
How could that cheap woman Qiaoxu tell him about this?
Moreover, even if Qiaoxu said something, she would only try to make Su Rou look worse. How could Mo Qing let her out?
Su Rou couldn't understand and asked her question out loud.
"Mo Qing, then... how can you remember me?"
Lu Moqing didn't conceal it from her and said directly:
"When I was unconscious, there was a memory in my mind, it was that calculated incident nine years ago."
Hearing him mention this, Su Rou's face changed imperceptibly.
"I vaguely remember you telling me to run and not to care about you. I remember you being seriously injured by someone."
"Besides you, I also remember Aunt Rong."
Aunt Rong?
