"Cancel," Mrs. An looked at her in surprise, "Ying'er, do you know that girls can't be casual when they make this kind of decision, since they have made this kind of decision, how can they change it casually, and then ......?"

Mrs. An glanced at Lu Yifan meaningfully, "Besides, Mrs. Lu has already sent me a wedding post, about Young Master Lu, who has already been married."

"Mom, those are not true," Lu Yifan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Although I know that I have done a lot of things that hurt Ying'er, but in the past five years, I have lost my memory, and everything is not what I want to happen."

"Even if you have amnesia, you have to be responsible for the decisions you make," but Mrs. An did not approve of their marriage, "Yifan, I watched you grow up, you and Chengran are good brothers, and I didn't object to you being with Ying'er before, but now that Ying'er has been hurt by you so many times, I really can't bear to see Ying'er hurt again, so I ......"

"Mom, thank you for worrying about me," at this time, Su Yinger smiled and walked in front of Mrs. An, and took the initiative to hold her hand for the first time, like a very close mother and daughter, "But I just like Yifan, I just want to be with Yifan, Mom, I know that I am very willful, and I have made a lot of incredible decisions, but I really like clothes, Mom, just fulfill us, okay?"

"Ying'er~" If Ying'er can really be happy, how can she, the mother, object, Mrs. An finally smiled and nodded, "Okay, I agree to your marriage"

But then Mrs. An's eyebrows gradually tightened again: "But the marriage between you and Mr. Leng was agreed by yourself, so you better go and make it clear to him yourself."

"Okay," Su Ying'er nodded, just when she took out her mobile phone and was about to call Leng Ao, the mobile phone rang first, she saw that the number beating on the mobile phone screen was Leng Ao, so she adjusted her mentality and connected, "Hey, Leng Ao, I have something to say to you"

"Ying'er, I also have something to say to you," a cold and slightly melancholy voice came from the other end of the phone

"Then you talk about it first," Su Ying'er couldn't bear to talk about canceling the wedding, so she chose to let him say it first

"Ying'er, let's cancel our wedding," Leng Ao sat on a chair at the airport and said this sentence again, he could definitely feel a line of painful tears in his eyes, "I suddenly felt that we were really not suitable, so let's cancel it"

Su Ying'er really didn't expect that what Leng Ao wanted to say to her turned out to be what she wanted to say, she finally didn't have to say anything about canceling the wedding in person, but for some reason, she still felt a little guilty in her heart: "Leng Ao, why are you talking to me about this"

She really didn't know why Leng Ao suddenly changed her mind, although this was what she wanted to do, but she still wanted to understand why

"Ying'er, I don't deserve to be with you," the cold and arrogant voice choked him, and he tried to adjust his mentality, "Five years ago, I ruthlessly took away your first time, I completely hurt you, you must have hated me very much at that time."

"The past is gone, why do you have to mention it again", it is impossible to say that you don't hate him, but Ying'er chose to let go of her feelings and hold grudges, which will only make a person's life more painful, not to mention that the current cold arrogance has changed

"Ying'er, I have never told you, I haven't told anyone, that thing is like a nightmare haunting me, I often wake up from dreams, as long as I think of your tears, my heart hurts, I really want to atone for my sins, I want to tell you how much I love you, but I know that the person you want to stay by your side is not me" Leng Ao blinked lightly, raised his head, and tried not to let the tears fall

"Leng Ao" If time can be repeated, she still hopes to know him, but what she wants to know is the current him, "Actually, I don't hate you anymore, so you don't have to feel guilty anymore, maybe this is the disaster between me and Yifan."

"Ying'er, I returned you to Lu Yifan, we don't owe each other anymore, don't remember me in the future, I don't want you to remember me, because I hurt you, I just hope you can forget my pain, Ying'er, I will not appear in your life again after returning to South Korea, please forgive me" After speaking, Leng Ao hung up the phone, but tears continued to fall at this time

The driver who was standing next to Leng Ao and holding the luggage for him was the first time he saw Leng Shao shed tears, Leng Shao must have given all his sincerity to love that woman

"Leng Shao, it's time to go," the driver looked at the time on his watch, and it was almost time to board the plane, so he stepped forward to remind

"Okay," Leng Ao quickly put a pair of sunglasses on his face, covering his sad face, and he got up expressionlessly and walked to the boarding gate

At the same time, a woman dragging a red suitcase hurriedly came from the opposite side, and one didn't pay attention to her, and she bumped into Leng Ao

"I'm sorry," the woman hurriedly bent down to apologize

After hearing her voice, Leng Ao only felt that the whole person was paralyzed, isn't this Xiao Jing's voice

"Xiao Jing," he shouted involuntarily

And the woman in front of her also raised her head and frowned, looking at the cold arrogance wearing sunglasses in front of her, "You are"

Leng Ao took off his sunglasses and looked at the woman in front of him who looked exactly like Xiao Jing with tears in his eyes, "I'm Leng Ao, do you still know me?"

"Leng Arrogant" The woman shook her head a little confused, "I'm sorry, I don't know you"

"No, you must be Xiao Jing" It is impossible for two people in this world to look exactly the same, Leng Ao quickly grabbed the woman's hand, saw the familiar birthmark on the back of the hand, he confirmed him even more, and hugged her, "Xiao Jing, you are back, you are not dead, you are really not dead"

"Sir, please let me go, okay" The woman was almost suffocated by him, she wanted to push him away, "I'm really not Xiaojing, I'm not Xiaojing"

"No, you're my Xiaojing!" Leng Ao will not let go of her hand again no matter what he says

"This gentleman, I really don't know you," the woman's eyebrows tightened, "Can you let me go?"

The driver saw that the situation happened a little suddenly, he hurriedly stepped forward and dragged Leng Shao away, "Leng Shao, she's not Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing is dead"

Leng Ao hugged the woman's hand and slowly relaxed again, he glanced at the woman a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited, you look exactly like the girlfriend I once loved, but it's a pity that she's dead"