Li Qiyu sneered, his heart aching to the point of numbness: "Get out." ”

"Miss Li may have forgotten that this is the Bo family's manor." Lake reminded.

Li Qiyu bent down and wanted to get up and leave, but the weakness of her body made her fall back again. Bo Yeyuan left first, leaving the space for her.

He didn't tell her that after she fell unconscious, he carried her into the break room and yelled for the doctor to see her. That's the truth.

Knowing that she only had a high fever, his brows could not be stretched, staring at the wounds on her arms and the back of her hands like a knife, and personally smearing and bandaging her. This is also true.

Ye Zhilu was much sicker than her, and Bo Yeyuan had been staying in Li Qiyu's room, looking at her in a coma. It's still true.

All the evidence points to her, and she has all the motives and time to commit the crime. She just gave a random testimony, and he began to favor her. Even, from beginning to end, whether he believed her or not, he had no intention of holding her accountable. These are the truths.

Li Qiyu, what is the truth you want? Is it your chance to trample on me again and again to take revenge?

……

In the morning, Li Qiyu took potions all night and struggled to open her eyes, if she wasn't sick, she wouldn't have been able to sleep at all.

The maid brought porridge, which was her favorite cuttlefish porridge, which she often ate when she was at Bo's house. She had no appetite, but she didn't have any strength in her body, so she barely ate some, and the familiar taste made her heart tight, as if she was in another world.

I heard that Ye Zhilu also woke up, and the wedding was forced to be postponed. The living room where she lived was the one where Li Qiyu lived before, redecorated and all the furniture had been replaced.

Ye Zhilu was lying on the big bed, her eyes were blank: "I really don't remember, what happened?" ”

Li Qiyu ignored the maid's obstruction, unscrewed the door and forced in. Bo Yeyuan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him.

Ye Zhilu looked at her in surprise: "Seven feathers? ”

The doctor drafted the diagnosis and whispered, "Young Master, Miss Ye seems to be a thorn. Over-excited, she was greatly frightened by yesterday's events, she should have seen the picture of extreme fear, and her brain was automatically blocked in a protective consciousness. This is often referred to as selective amnesia. ”

Li Qiyu stood by the door, his face turned blue, so coincidental Ye Zhilu only forgot yesterday?!

Bo Yeyuan turned around coldly, holding a letter in his hand. This is a letter of invitation from Li Qiyu in Ye Zhilu's room!

"Miss Ye, have you really forgotten what happened last night?" Li Qiyu's throat was tight.

"I did receive your letter yesterday afternoon...... Ask me to meet at the church in the square. Ye Zhilu recalled with difficulty, "I went, but the rest of the matter was blank, and I couldn't remember it." ”

"Can't really remember anything about it?" Li Qiyu walked to the bed, "Think about it carefully." ”

"My head hurts...... Ye Zhilu hugged her head palely and said bitterly, "What happened, tell me?" Why am I covered in wounds like this? ”

"Miss Ye, don't get excited, don't force yourself." The doctor adjusted the potion, "You are very weak now, you need to recuperate. ”

"Is there any way to make her remember?" Li Qiyu grabbed the doctor and asked.

"Enough trouble?" Bo Yeyuan turned around senran, "Mrs. Beitang, I will not pursue this matter after thinking about it. That's the end of it. ”

"Not pursued? It seems that you think it's me in your heart...... I would like to thank you for raising your noble hand. Li Qiyu sneered treacherously.