Liu Zhiyuan looked at her husband in surprise, and suddenly realized that his eloquence seemed to have improved. Was it influenced by their son?

Xu Su's series of complaints were suppressed in his chest, and he was in a dilemma. Finally, his face turned pale and he nodded.

"Yes, yes, you are right. I am too lazy to waste time talking to you! Anyway, I am not willing to forgive you for this matter. I, Xu Su, have always been the most loyal. You are simply insulting my character."

Song Ling frowned and said coldly, "You didn't take revenge? Did you deliberately distance the beds before?"

Xu Su nodded, "Yes, I did it on purpose. You want to bite me? If you have the guts, get up and bite me!"

Song Ling was injured and couldn't get up. So, he could only struggle and said coldly, "Are you taking advantage of me?"

Xu Su saw that he was serious. But he was afraid of tearing the wound, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you. I got a call from the doctor saying you're awake, so I came to see you. By the way, I have something to tell you."

Liu Zhiyuan looked at him with some confusion: "What is it?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Xu Su's eyes, and he sighed slightly, his voice low: "Well, I came to give my sister-in-law a sweet suicide note."

Liu Zhiyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly realized: "A sweet suicide note? Was it from the girl who protected me with her own life?"

Xu Su nodded softly,

"Yes, that kind and brave girl. When she first came to me, she said that if possible, she would exchange her life for your safety. I was really shocked. I didn't expect her to be so brave.

When I took her to Los Angeles, she wrote this suicide note on the plane. She said, "If she's still alive, she'll get it back herself. If she doesn't come back alive, let me hand it to you personally."