After the pain had come and gone, Ling Momo today didn't lack backbone as she had yesterday. Instead, she gave Lu Niange a casual smile and gracefully walked over to him, saying, "Niange."
Niange.
Niange.
Just let her call him that affectionately one last time.
After today, from now on, whenever she spoke, she would only address him as "Mr. Lu".
When Lu Niange heard Ling Momo call him with such affection, he slightly frowned, then scrutinized her from head to toe. He remembered her, the girl who was singing halfway through her song, but he hadn't expected that she would be so stunningly beautiful up close. Caught off guard, Lu Niange was somewhat dazed, as if suddenly frozen. It took him quite a while to speak, "Miss Ling, why are you here?"
Miss Ling?
Ling Momo's lips curled in an ironic smile. Just as she was about to speak, the passenger door of the BMW opened.
Jian Chenxi flamboyantly got out of the car.
