Ling Momo's body trembled slightly, having already been slapped by Li Qingshen, she felt deep shame. Now, being seen by others, she felt even more humiliated. She could no longer stand there, so she turned around and ran off.
The moment Ling Momo turned to run, tears began to fall.
Once they started, they couldn't be stopped.
She couldn't see the road in front of her clearly as she ran, her figure staggering unsteadily.
Li Qingshen watched her leaving figure, his lips tightly pursed, his hand clenched into a fist, yet he remained standing there, not chasing after her.
Su Chen saw that Li Qingshen was not chasing her and didn't feel it was appropriate for him to chase after her either, so he could only stand by, helplessly watching Ling Momo's figure disappear.
Li Qingshen never spoke, standing there motionless, like a finely carved statue.
