The original love was destined to become the final revenge.
Lu Niange stared at Jian Chenxi, her lips pressed tightly together, with an air of cool detachment, "Jian Chenxi, dare to touch her, just try!"
The color drained from Jian Chenxi’s face, "I just want to mess with her, what can you do?"
Lu Niange sneered, "What can I do? Don’t believe me, I’ll kill you!"
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Jian Chenxi broke into a chuckling laugh, "Lu Niange, you know exactly what kind of person I, Jian Chenxi, am!"
Lu Niange didn’t speak but extended her hand to grab Jian Chenxi’s throat, her words brimming with warnings and threats, "You dare!"
There was a hint of tenderness in Jian Chenxi’s eyes as she looked at Lu Niange, seemingly forlorn, seemingly mocking, "Lu Niange, since when have you cared about her?"
"Lu Niange... I’ve been so good to you, for so long, can’t I change even a little bit of the love in your heart?"
"Do you really, truly love Ling Momo that much?"
By the last sentence, Jian Chenxi’s tone had become significantly heavier.
Lu Niange looked at Jian Chenxi, her lips faintly curled, somewhat bland, "Whether I love Ling Momo or not, you know better than anyone else, don’t you?"
Jian Chenxi’s face turned deathly pale in an instant; his comeback stung sharply. Indeed, whether he loved Ling Momo or not, she knew better than anyone!
Seeing the pallor on Jian Chenxi’s face, Lu Niange felt a momentary rush of vindication; his tone grew even more indifferent, "So, why bother asking, isn’t it just humiliating and deceiving yourself?"
Jian Chenxi’s entire being stiffened instantly.
But Lu Niange chuckled softly, rose to her feet, and looked at Jian Chenxi’s exquisite yet disheveled face, saying, "Jian Chenxi, you’ve been very good to me, and I thank you for that. It seems I’m destined to be in your debt for this lifetime. How about this, I promise you my next life, if there’s a next one, I’ll definitely love you, I’ll definitely marry you, but..."
Lu Niange paused, her tone carrying a sharpness and resolve, "The one who doesn’t love you is me, Lu Niange, and it has nothing to do with Ling Momo. Don’t be foolish and blame the wrong person for revenge. If you want revenge, come at me. If you dare do anything to Ling Momo, Jian Chenxi, I’ll never forgive you!"
Lu Niange finished speaking, grabbed Jian Chenxi’s hand, and placed the ring in her palm, his tone gentle, "Be good, I am ’Waiting for You’ to take revenge..."
Lu Niange gave Jian Chenxi the warmest of smiles, turned around, and walked away.
Jian Chenxi watched Lu Niange’s retreating figure, glanced at the ring in the palm of her hand, her gaze growing colder, her complexion turning paler, her body shaking more violently!
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Ling Momo had a dream that lasted all night. She dreamed of Enson, walking away from her, his figure startlingly mesmerizing. She ran after him with all her might, but as she picked up speed, so did he. No matter how hard she tried, the distance between them remained vast. So, she ran with all her strength until the gap finally narrowed. Just as her hand was about to touch the hem of his clothes, his figure vanished into thin air.
Then Ling Momo stood lost and bewildered on the street, looking around for Enso