"[Aren’t you asleep yet?]Enson replied quickly with a message, followed by another,[It’s late, don’t take these things too much to heart, get some rest, look after yourself, and focus on handling the press conference tomorrow.]"
Enson’s words were simple, yet they warmed Ling Momo’s heart.
Ling Momo sent back a single word[Okay]and then lay down on her bed, closing her eyes.
In the stillness of the late night, Ling Momo couldn’t find sleepiness. She tossed and turned for a long time, and then suddenly picked up her phone again. After thinking for a while, she slowly typed[Have you slept?]
Li Qingshen had drunk a lot at last night’s banquet and had been hospitalized. When he woke up, it was already late at night the next day, only then did he learn about what had happened.
He immediately arranged for ES staff to prepare for tomorrow’s press conference, briefed Lu Niange in advance to help clarify things tomorrow, and then sent a message to Ling Momo.
After soothing the girl, he sat quietly on the hospital bed, holding his phone, browsing through those photos. He had watched the video, so he was more than familiar with these photos. Yet even so, looking at them again still evoked a mild bitterness at the bottom of his heart.
Putting down the phone, Li Qingshen intended to rest when his phone vibrated again. Picking it up, he saw her message, and couldn’t help frowning, wondering if she was still awake. His fingers had already replied on WeChat,[What’s wrong?]
"[I can’t sleep, can you chat with me for a bit?]" Ling Momo held her phone and typed these words before biting her lower lip, adding another sentence,[I’m not a homewrecker.]"
These five words opened up all the sorrow buried deep in her heart, and she, seemingly uncontrollably, typed out those past events she had never told anyone to Enson.
"[I’m not a homewrecker, it’s Jian Chenxi, she used to be my best friend, I trusted her so much, yet she stole Lu Niange from me....]"
Ling Momo typed many, many words, while Li Qingshen quietly read them. He had already investigated and knew all she spoke, yet he read each word without missing any. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⦿fire.net
Until the end, Ling Momo sent one last sentence,[I still don’t understand, why would Lu Niange betray me? Why did he sleep with Jian Chenxi? Was it an accident, a mistake, or something else?]
Li Qingshen then slightly furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, and sent back five words to Ling Momo,[Betrayal has no excuse.]
It was always Ling Momo sending messages. Enson remained silent until she had poured out all her words. Feeling slightly relieved, she was just about to apologize to Enson for taking up so much of his time, when she received these six words.
Betrayal has no excuse.
Ling Momo’s fingers trembled slightly as she stared at her phone screen, frozen.
About a minute later, another WeChat message from Enson came in,[If we really need an excuse, it would be, he didn’t like you enough.]
"[Betrayal isn’t accidental or unintentional, no man accidentally falls into another woman’s bed and has sex!]"
"[Love has its rules, every man knows them, yet he broke them, which can only mean one thing—he never liked you that much.]"