Li Qingshen had received a message from Ling Momo on that day, but he never replied, and the two of them had not been in contact since. Alone in the villa, he would occasionally stare out the window, lost in thought.
The person had, over time, begun to use harsher and harsher language.
Their voice was loud, gradually drawing a crowd of onlookers to the spectacle.
Having lost her great-grandfather, Ling Momo was already heartbroken, and had not been resting well during this period. Naturally, she felt both anger and grievance at her core. Now, with the sound of swearing and cursing buzzing in her ears, it made her head feel like it was about to explode. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelFɪre.net
But as she was there to ask for help, she couldn’t afford to argue with people. Momo tried to speak to the person in a gentle and pleasant tone, but the person couldn’t care less about her, and the cursing became even more vigorous.
In the end, Momo felt physically and mentally exhausted. She returned home with her head buzzing in depression, and seeing her great-grandfather’s coffin, she suddenly burst into tears.
Before her great-grandfather passed, he had expressed a wish to be buried in his ancestral home, and Momo naturally wanted to fulfill this wish at all costs. But in this world, she didn’t know whom to turn to for help. She took out her phone, went through her contacts, and her gaze finally rested on the name Lu Niange.
She stared at the three characters belonging to Lu Niange for a long time. But in the end, her fingers trembled twice, and she gave up.
Her relationship with Lu Niange had already ended, and she didn’t want to invite trouble upon herself. But, who else could she turn to?
Momo lowered her eyes, opened WeChat, and looked at Enson’s name for a long time, still unsure of how to begin.
It was hard to tell how much time had passed before Momo finally looked away from WeChat, gazed at the gloomy sky, and then thought of someone—Li Qingshen.
After considering everyone, it seemed that only Li Qingshen might be able to help her.
Actually, when her great-grandfather died, her great-grandmother had wanted to notify Li Nian and Wen Jiaran, but Momo had refused. Although her great-grandparents were married, her great-grandfather was buried in his ancestral home, alongside his first wife, which somewhat disadvantaged her current great-grandmother. So, in truth, it was somewhat unreasonable—morally and emotionally—to trouble the Li Family.
But now, Momo truly had nowhere else to turn.
Apart from Li Qingshen, she really could think of no one else. Therefore, after much internal struggle, Momo clenched her teeth and looked up Li Qingshen’s mobile number.
Deep down, Momo had always held a firm belief that Li Qingshen was someone to be respected from a distance.
If he weren’t her uncle by marriage, a teacher-student relationship, she and he would never have had any interaction!
Thus, even though her impression of him had improved from bad to good after they finished shooting the MTV, subconsciously, Momo was still hesitant to get close to Li Qingshen.
Momo stared blankly for a long time, and after halting her words in her mind for what felt like half a day, she still didn’t know how to approach Li Qingshen to ask for help.
Frankly speaking, Momo wasn’t sure if Li Qingshen would come to her aid. He, as a person, might be very kind to you one second, and could be incredibly cold the next...
Momo hesitated for a long time and finally, lacking the courage, she didn’t call Li Qingshen. Instead, she bit her finger, twitched for a long while, then, with a heavy heart, opted to send Li Qingshen a text message: "Teacher, are you busy?"