"Don't believe it?" Amy's eyes flashed with strong malice, "I'll show you something!"
Amy turned away with a light and graceful posture, and came back a moment later, holding two photos in her hand.
"Here!" Amy handed one of them to Nangong Minglu with a cold smile, "The greatest work of art of this century!"
Nangong Minglu took the photo and only glanced at it, then she felt her head buzzing, as if the world was spinning, and she couldn't see the photo clearly in front of her.
She calmed down and looked at the photo in her hand.
She hoped that she was wrong!
…
But.
correct!
In the photo, Ling Haotian and Han Xiyan were holding wine glasses and smiling at each other.
Ling Haotian leaned casually on his seat and looked leisurely at Han Xiyan, who was sitting opposite him, with a faint halo on his handsome and perfect face.
Han Xiyan was holding a wine glass and saluting him. There was a warm smile in his usually cold and distant eyes...
No matter which angle you look at this photo, you can see that Ling Haotian and Han Xiyan not only know each other, but also have a close relationship.
And Ling Haotian actually told her that he didn't know Han Xiyan...
He lied to her.
Nangong Minglu was heartbroken.
She didn't want to show weakness in front of Amy.
She wanted to leave, but there seemed to be roots under her feet and she couldn't move.
But standing there, he felt light and airy.
It seemed like she was dreaming, having a long nightmare, as if someone could call her and pat her shoulder at this time, and she would wake up from the dream.
"Nangong Minglu!" Amy called her name proudly.
The nightmare did not wake up.
Amy handed another photo to her hand.
Nangong Minglu originally thought that nothing would happen now that would make her heart hurt even more.
But.
She didn't expect it.
She is wrong!
In the photo, Ling Haotian is smiling slightly, and his whole body is shining brighter than the sun.
Amy is laughing too.
She was smiling sweetly and contentedly, reflecting her plump and flaming lips on Ling Haotian's cheek.
It was as if there were countless sharp arrows piercing through Nangong Minglu's chest, causing heartache.
At this moment, Nangong Minglu would rather be blind.
"Why do you think Ling Haotian deliberately approached you?" Amy smiled arrogantly and mockingly, "He is seeking revenge for his good friend!"
"He and Han Xiyan met when they were twelve years old. They met in a wilderness survival training camp. Han Xiyan even saved Haotian's life!..."
…
Amy showed off what she knew about Ling Haotian's past.
Nangong Minglu suddenly felt that her whole body was covered with injuries and pain, but she could not find where it hurt the most.
It turns out that this is a misfortune!
It turns out that this is what it feels like to be bruised all over your body and then have someone sprinkle a layer of salt on the wound.
Even though her whole body was in pain, even though her limbs were cold, and even though her body was sweating constantly, she still tried hard to maintain her dignity in front of Amy and not let Amy see anything strange about her.
Nangong Minglu stood up straight, with a pale smile on her face, "Do you think I will believe it? Modern science and technology are very advanced. It is not difficult to combine one or two photos."
"Believe it or not!" Amy shrugged, walked to the door, and acted like a host seeing off guests, "Haotian is not at home, Miss Nangong, I won't let you eat here."
"Very good!" Nangong Minglu's lungs were about to burst with anger, and her courage finally returned to her.
She raised the photo in her hand and smiled coldly, "Miss Amy, thank you for the gift! I will be very grateful to you!"
Nangong Minglu turned around, held her head high, and left gracefully.
