Li Qingshen moved with an elegant ease, but as he was about to kick open the villa door, it was pulled open from the outside, and Lu Niange, covered in dust and sweat, charged in.
Seeing Li Qingshen and Ling Momo in his arms, Lu Niange was momentarily taken aback, and then, greeted, "Mr. Li... What are you doing here?"
At the sight of Lu Niange, Li Qingshen’s gaze momentarily turned sharp, and with just a faint glance at Lu Niange, Niange shivered uncontrollably and involuntarily stepped aside from the doorway.
Li Qingshen, holding Ling Momo, walked towards the door, and as he passed by Lu Niange, Niange, who had been staring at Ling Momo, noticed the red marks on her wrist from the rope and immediately rushed forward, grabbing Ling Momo’s wrist with a frown and speaking with great concern, "Momo, what happened here? I will take you to the hospital right now..."
Before Niange could finish his sentence, Li Qingshen suddenly shot another fierce look at him, one so commanding that Niange’s heart skipped a beat and he froze, allowing Momo to shake off his hand, "Mr. Lu, please show some respect!"
Lu Niange awkwardly stood aside, not daring to act rashly, but his eyes remained intently on Ling Momo, examining her carefully.
Li Qingshen found Lu Niange’s gaze particularly irritating, his lips slightly pursed before he spat out two words: "Get lost!" The source of thɪs content is novel·fiɾe·net
He cursed at Lu Niange, his words sharp and merciless.
Lu Niange’s face turned red and white, though he was at a loss for words and did not move aside, still fixated on Ling Momo’s face.
With Ling Momo in his arms, Li Qingshen suddenly strode forward, forcefully barging past Lu Niange, and left without a second’s hesitation!
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Lu Niange stared at Li Qingshen and Ling Momo’s retreating figures for a long while before turning and heading upstairs.
When Lu Niange pushed open the door, Jian Chenxi had already returned to her usual calm and refined demeanor, sitting on the sofa, staring out the window, lost in thought.
Hearing the door open, she turned her head and saw Lu Niange walk in, smiled with a silky, smooth voice, "Niange, you’re here."
Yet, Niange’s face was extremely unsightly; he was so reluctant to even enter the room that he just stood in the doorway and said, "Jian Chenxi, what the hell do you want by making such a sick fuss to see me? What’s it all about?"
Jian Chenxi seemed unfazed by Niange’s anger, continuing in her tender and gentle demeanor, her voice tinged with a note of sadness, "Niange, I miss you. I know you’ll be angry if I do this, but I wanted to see you; I love you, Lu Niange. I don’t want to lose you, and this was the only way I knew how, I had no other choice."
Lu Niange furrowed his brows and looked toward Jian Chenxi; the woman’s face carried a hint of sorrow, surprisingly making Niange soften his tone, "We’ve already broken up."
The fiercely competitive Jian Chenxi, upon hearing those words, suddenly had her eyes brimming with mist.
How many women, no matter how decisive and tough they seem on the outside, can’t bring themselves to be resolute when it comes to the man they love!