Lu Xiaoxiao's loss of consciousness made Hong Rose feel a little unhappy. She frowned and snorted, which made Lu Xiaoxiao refreshed. She smiled apologetically, but did not know how to talk about it.

"Did we know each other before? You know... What did I look like before? I can't remember what I used to be like recently. Some people said I was married. I don't believe it, but I got my divorce certificate from my suitcase.

Hong Rose's voice was faint, but Lu Xiaoxiao heard a little confusion from it.

Lu Xiaoming knows that the Hong Rose in front of her is not her original, but with such a face,...