Ling Momo thought of this, her expression turned exceptionally serious, and a bright gleam twinkled in the depths of her eyes.
Jian Chenxi’s fondness for Lu Niange was sothing Ling Momo knew better than anyone.
Otherwise, for a woman as ruthless and unscrupulous as Jian Chenxi, who would do anything to achieve her goals, she could have abandoned anything, but so many years had passed, and yet she still clung tightly to Lu Niange.
The only person in this world who could truly tornt Jian Chenxi... was likely only Lu Niange.
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What followed, naturally, were endless banquets, and Ling Momo didn’t really have to attend any of them, but she was looking for an opportunity.
It took about half a month before she finally stumbled upon it.
It was also after a banquet when soone suggested going to "Night Color" for drinks. Ling Momo didn’t rember who it was that turned to her and extended the invitation.
Jian Chenxi had been sidelined and after that incident, she no longer had any qualification to attend these serial banquets. However, Lu Niange, from ti to ti, would show up to one or two.
Ling Momo did not like going to bars. Seeing Lu Niange also being pulled along, her eyes flickered, and then, unexpectedly, she smiled and nodded, agreeing to go.
When Lu Niange saw her agree and noted the diverse group of n and won, he too nodded in agreent.
A group of them drove to "Night Color".
They naturally chose the best private room.
At that ti, outside "Night Color" it was deep into the night and all was quiet, but inside "Night Color," the noise had just begun.
Ling Momo was very familiar with the "Night Color" bar. Once, when she and Jian Chenxi were still students, Jian Chenxi had sung here.
Ling Momo subconsciously turned her head to look at the stage hanging in the air, which still existed. So much ti had passed, it had been renovated and now looked more opulent than ever.
A glint montarily flashed through Ling Momo’s eyes, and then she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, staring blankly at the stage.
A line of people walked past her, and soone sharp-eyed noticed Ling Momo standing still, so they called out, "Momo, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and walk!"
This shout made Lu Niange, who had been conversing with others, involuntarily turn his head. First, he glanced at Ling Momo, noting the girl’s gaze fixed in one direction, and followed her line of sight, then his complexion suddenly turned pale!
That stage!
He remberd it clearly, he had fought against several people here all by himself for her, and to protect her, had even cushioned her fall from up there with his own body!
Old mories and bygone scenes flooded his mind in that instant.
Light flickered in the depths of Lu Niange’s eyes, until soone pushed him, snapping him back to reality. By the ti he regained his composure, Ling Momo, who had been staring intently at the stage, had already walked far away with the others.
"Niange, what are you daydreaming about?"
"Nothing." Lu Niange shook his head and looked at Ling Momo’s retreating figure, wondering if that girl had also rembered those things just now?
When Lu Niange arrived in the private room, a full table of drinks had already been served. People in this circle knew how to party, and it didn’t take long for the atmosphere inside the room to reach its peak. Perhaps reminded of the past, Lu Niange felt quite down and began to down one glass of alcohol after another.
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