After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1943

Chapter 1943: Chapter 1947: Remember to Remind Mom

"You have a son named Mo Mo, and the child in your belly is named Xiao Xiao. Find a way to escape from Luo Ke and go find him. Even if you don’t remember his face, trust me, he will surely remember you, knowing everything about you. As long as you see him, you’ll recognize him as the man with black hair and eyes, who plays the piano beautifully and looks at you as if you’re his Princess..."

Luo Xiaoqian carefully folded the completed tissue and then fell into difficulty once more.

Where should this note be placed?

After pacing around the room for a few more rounds, Luo Xiaoqian looked around but always felt unsafe. She returned to the bathroom, her gaze falling on the toilet’s water tank. From a drawer, she found a small plastic bag used for cosmetics. Carefully, she put both her note and Leng Zimo’s note in the bag, sealed it tightly, lifted the lid of the water tank, and cautiously placed the note inside.

Putting the lid back on the water tank as it was, Luo Xiaoqian nodded with satisfaction. Even Luo Ke wouldn’t discover such a hidden place.

However, a new problem arose.

The place was indeed hidden, but would she remember the note herself?

Write a clue on the water tank?

No, Luo Ke could possibly discover it too. So how could she remind herself of the note’s existence?

That’s it!

Noticing herself in the mirror, Luo Xiaoqian immediately took off her clothes and began writing on her skin with those pens.

Even if she truly lost her memory, she would have to take a shower every day. By then, she could see these writings, which would allow her to remember the note!

Outside, it was the darkest moment before dawn. Once this period of darkness passed, daylight would break.

In the light from outside the window, she could clearly see the distant waves and the snow-like beach, even in such night, it was extraordinarily beautiful.

Yet at this moment, Luo Xiaoqian had no mind to appreciate the beauty. She pulled out the bullet necklace from her clothes, held it tightly in her palm, and whispered.

"Zimo, where are you really? Why haven’t you come to find me?"

Sighing, an image of a small, delicate face flashed before her eyes. That face was almost identical to Leng Zimo’s, just one size smaller. It was her and his son, Luo Jun. Thinking of when she said she didn’t want to at the wedding, the little guy looked at her with a surprised expression. Luo Xiaoqian was filled with apology and heartache.

"Mo Mo, I’m sorry!"