She won against Ling Momo once again.
No... to be precise, Ling Momo consistently failed in front of her!
Ling Momo still hadn’t appeared. Everyone was present at the scene, even the host was ready to go on stage.
Jian Chenxi smiled as she scanned everyone present, like a proud queen, as if she saw the dawn of success.
It was 2:59:50, close to three o’clock.
One competitor was missing, but the competition time had arrived.
Jian Chenxi sat there, closing her eyes slightly, counting down silently in her heart.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.
"Hello, everyone, now I announce the official start of the Myth New Song’s PK competition——"
The host’s voice rang out. Jian Chenxi opened her eyes slightly, turned her head, and saw the door to the venue slowly closing.
In Jian Chenxi’s heart, she silently uttered two words—perfect!
She thought, this time, it would be enough for Ling Momo to see the gap between them!
She thought, this time, it would be enough for Ling Momo to completely give up! Check latest chapters at novｅlfire.net
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a Bugatti Veyron made a sudden stop.
Ling Momo quickly pushed open the car door and rushed into the SE company.
She had one minute left.
She had to catch up within this minute.
Ling Momo rushed to the elevator with all her might.
However, the elevator was stopped at the top floor. Ling Momo was anxious, watching the numbers on the elevator go from 59 to 1.
The elevator door opened. Ling Momo hadn’t even stepped inside when she heard singing.
The competition... had already begun.
And she... was already too late!
Ling Momo stood there, drenched, listening to the singing, forgetting to step into the elevator.
Her whole body trembled continuously. The exhausting rush for an hour, combined with the missed opportunity, had left her utterly drained.
The hard-earned chance was just missed by her, just like that.
Ling Momo suddenly felt a sense of aimless bewilderment.
Behind her, footsteps sounded.
Ling Momo turned her head slightly, seeing Li Qingshen’s impossibly handsome face.
The man’s eyes were deep, beautifully clear, carrying a hint of icy indifference.
The man leaned down slightly, approaching Ling Momo’s face, and with lips as soft as petals, parted slightly, and in a low, faint voice, said a line: "Ling Momo, admit defeat, this time’s competition, you can’t participate."
It wasn’t that I didn’t help you, but rather, you missed it yourself.
Speeding all the way, running red lights, countless risks in the pouring rain, I accompanied you through it all.
But still, we missed it.
No one else to blame.
If you had left Carving Time just one minute earlier, just one minute, you could have made it.
I knew long ago that your current state of mind wasn’t suited for this. What you needed was to forget, to grow, but you insisted on being , and the final result was just more hurt for yourself!
Is that man really that important to you?
Important enough to... even knowing that person wouldn’t come, knowing you had other duties, still stubbornly wait for that one minute?
Li Qingshen’s gaze gradually turned dark.
A bitter jealousy rolled in his heart.