Even though she clearly knew that Li Qingshen was already angry and had left, if she wanted to continue to make her way in the music industry, she would definitely have to go to him!
She was so smart; she definitely knew that, but she did not co to him.
Even when he had canceled important work and etings to stay at the villa and wait for her a whole day and night, in the end, she actually went to Lu Niange!
Why did she go to Lu Niange?
Was she trying to win him back?
Or did she want to start over?
Or was it to beg that man to co back to her?
Was that man really so great?
After having betrayed her, after having deserted her, did she still refuse to give up?
Li Qingshen’s chest was filled with a thick anger spreading within him, along with a layer of desolation he couldn’t suppress.
He knew full well that his return to the country was for her, that he had stayed by her side selflessly and remorselessly, wanting to help her. He knew that Ling Momo’s love was for Lu Niange, but still there burned an indistinct and muddled rage.
The scene on the television had reached the point where Lu Niange was being pushed away by Jian Chenxi, while Ling Momo turned around, like she couldn’t let go, and said sothing more.
Li Qingshen could no longer contain his anger and suddenly raised his hand, forcefully pressing the remote control and turning off the television. Yet, the anger in his heart still had nowhere to be vented, so he reached out his hand and furiously threw the remote control at the television screen.
The remote control struck the television screen and bounced back, falling to the ground, shattered to pieces.
Yet Li Qingshen’s anger had still not subsided.
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Ling Momo got up early on Thursday.
Sotis, that’s how it is with people; when you’re ensnared by sothing, you struggle in vain to get out. But once you make a firm decision to do sothing, all of a sudden, you feel spirited and that it’s not much of a big deal.
That’s how Ling Momo felt.
She had told Lu Niange they were breaking up. Although she couldn’t claim to feel entirely refreshed, the frustration that had been bottled up in her heart for over half a year had dissipated quite a bit.
To say she didn’t hate them would be a lie.
Whether it was Lu Niange or Jian Chenxi, she hated them to the bone.
It was because she had loved too deeply that now she hated them the most!
She thought, it wasn’t her who had wronged Lu Niange; it was Lu Niange who had wronged her. Although there’s no right or wrong in love, if Lu Niange had stood before her openly and honestly and told her, "I’ve fallen in love with Jian Chenxi," or if Jian Chenxi had stood before her with dignity and said, "I love Lu Niange, too," then as long as their love was mutual and sincere, she, Ling Momo, would not have held on so tight.
But what she hated was the despicable ans they used against her.
Jian Chenxi had stolen her tunes and not only rose to fa because of it. Jian Chenxi took Lu Niange from her, and she could have regarded it as it takes two to tango, that Lu Niange was also at fault, but that’s not all.
What she couldn’t understand was why, when she just went to ask Jian Chenxi why she did that, Jian Chenxi would want to completely obliterate her!
Why fra her, why take her to the Night Bar, get her drunk, and then have so many n take those kinds of photos of her? And why spread them around the school, making everyone think she was a prostitute?
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