Jian Chenxi had someone bring Ling Momo to her villa, where she had the people she hired tie Ling Momo’s hands and feet so she couldn’t move. Only then did she pay them and let the two leave.
Momo had been forcefully taken into the car and abducted, feeling somewhat uneasy at heart. She wanted to reach for her cell phone, but it had already been snatched away by someone else.
Furthermore, after all, as a girl of merely twenty years old, even if she was clever, it was difficult to maintain a composed mood.
After Ling Momo got on the car, her eyes were covered, and she could vaguely feel the car speeding very fast. Her heart grew increasingly panicked.
When the car stopped, she was stumbled off the car by someone, stumbled up the stairs, and when her hands and feet were tied and the covering over her eyes was removed, seeing Jian Chenxi’s pale and gloomy face, Momo’s heart suddenly wasn’t afraid anymore.
Instead, what replaced it was a thick fury.
Ling Momo was furious, but she still maintained a calm expression. Standing in front of Jian Chenxi, she did not allow herself to be the least bit disheveled, maintaining the calmest demeanor even though she had been abducted by Jian Chenxi.
Jian Chenxi stared at Ling Momo’s calm and beautiful face, scrutinizing it for a long time before she got straight to the point, "Lu Niange has broken up with me."
When Momo heard the words "Lu Niange," she frowned, her inner flame growing larger.
Again, it was Lu Niange!
You say, who had she offended?
She and Lu Niange had already broken up, cutting ties completely, severing both favor and righteousness, and agreeing to have nothing to do with each other in life or death. Why did things keep happening again and again?
Lu Niange truly was Ling Momo’s scourge!
Unable to help herself, Momo curled her lips and let out a cold laugh, without saying a word, not even glancing at Jian Chenxi.
Jian Chenxi didn’t care in the slightest about the attitude Ling Momo gave her. She took out her phone and snapped a few photos of Momo.
Then Momo frowned, raised her head, and glanced at Jian Chenxi, her expression defensive, "What are you trying to do?"
Jian Chenxi held the phone, fiddling with it in her hands, not even lifting her eyes, her voice was light and slow, eerie and mocking, "What, scared?"
After speaking, she curved her lips into a smile, "Don’t be afraid, I won’t do anything to you. I’m just borrowing you for a bit."
While speaking, she then put the phone to her ear.
**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·** Fresh chapters posted on novel✶fire.net
Lu Niange had indeed been very busy these past few days, busy planning Chen Wanru’s new song.
When Jian Chenxi sent him an MMS, he was in the middle of expressing his thoughts to Chen Wanru.
His phone was on the table, beeping, and both he and Chen Wanru looked over at the same time.
It was from Jian Chenxi.
Lu Niange didn’t want to deal with Jian Chenxi, so he didn’t even glance at them and continued talking to Chen Wanru.
However, he had only spoken half his sentence when his phone rang again.
Chen Wanru frowned, and poked Niange’s phone with her finger painted with carmine red nail polish, "Phone call."
Lu Niange furrowed his brow, hung up the call, switched to silent mode, but no sooner had he set the phone down than he saw a call coming in from Ling Momo.