So, all those previous memories weren't fake? She really did live under the identity of Qin Miaomiao, so why—why has she ended up like this now?
At this moment, she had already let go of everything and stepped forward, throwing herself into his arms without hesitation:
"Honey, I'm so scared. I've actually turned into Su Jin again, and I'm even pregnant. I don't want to carry that scumbag's child."
Lu Qing, however, sighed in relief and patted her on the shoulder:
"It's just a dream. You're trapped, and I've come to get you out. You were shot and are still unconscious. Do you remember?"
Qin Miaomiao thought about it for a moment, then nodded: "I remember. It really is just a dream? I was scared to death. You don't know—I felt so disgusted when I saw Chu Yunhao. By the way, that scumbag is in the room right now, probably having a good time with Su Moli."
"Want to watch a show?"
"Hmm, what's the plan?"
