He rembered that at the ti, he was really moved, holding her tightly in his arms, and swore, "Momo, I will never drink that much again, and I’ll be good to you for the rest of my life."
Thinking of this, Lu Niange’s heart felt as if it was being ruthlessly squeezed by soone, aching intensely.
Back then, he enjoyed Ling Momo’s kindness so rightfully, yet what about himself? He always said he would be good to her for a lifeti, but what happened afterwards?
His idea of being good to her involved his physical entanglent with Jian Chenxi.
Lu Niange felt sowhat uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart, and after a long silence, he finally asked with a dry voice, "You haven’t driven for this long?"
Ling Momo nodded and responded vaguely with an "Mhm."
That’s when Lu Niange fell completely silent.
He felt a mix of guilt and sorrow.
The atmosphere in the car beca oppressive again. As they were approaching Ling Momo’s apartnt building, Lu Niange suddenly asked casually, "How is your great-grandfather doing?"
He had t Ling Momo’s great-grandfather.
At that ti, he was Ling Momo’s boyfriend.
Hearing this question, Ling Momo’s expression beca sowhat distant. It wasn’t until Lu Niange parked the car that she ca back to her senses and, uncharacteristically, smiled at him before saying, "My great-grandfather has passed away."
Lu Niange was stunned.
Ling Momo bit her lower lip and quietly placed a small lavender vase under the seat cushion of the car, then she opened the car door and left without looking back.
Indeed, her actions that evening were all just so she could have a chance to ride in Lu Niange’s car and to find an opportunity to leave the small lavender vase there.
The next ti Jian Chenxi rode in the car, she would definitely notice that object. As soon as she reached out to take it out, she would know that Ling Momo had been in Lu Niange’s car.
All along, Jian Chenxi had been a thorn in her heart, having once plunged her into such a dark abyss.
But in fact, wasn’t Ling Momo a thorn in Jian Chenxi’s heart as well?
Now, she just wanted to thrust that thorn deep into Jian Chenxi’s heart and let her suffer!
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As the preparation for Ling Momo’s concert was underway, the annual music festival also arrived.
A month had passed since the incident with Chen Wanru; although its aftermath had not yet settled, it was no longer front-page news.
However, Ling Momo had never made contact with Chen Wanru since. After declaring her withdrawal from the entertainnt circle, she had disappeared like steam.
At the music festival, of course, Ling Momo was dressed up, wearing a sky-blue long dress, her hair done up in an elegant and luxurious style, adorned with a blue hair accessory.
On the way to the venue, Li Qingshen drove the car while reminding Ling Momo of so important things to note. As they were about to arrive at the site, Li Qingshen didn’t forget to ask, "Have you rembered everything?"
Ling Momo glanced at Li Qingshen, nodded gently, and said, "I rember it all."
Only then did Li Qingshen nod satisfactorily. Then he steadied the car, and the valet ca forward to open the doors for them. As Ling Momo and Li Qingshen got out, there was a continuous burst of cara flashes.
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