Li Qingshen stared at Lu Niange for a long time, so long that when Lu Niange felt that he was about to suffocate, Li Qingshen slightly raised the corners of his lips and revealed a very sarcastic sneer.
Immediately, a sentence slowly floated out.
"If you don't see her, she won't be hurt."
Lu Niange froze in place, his whole body stiff.
On a late summer night, the stars were shining brightly, and there was a gentle breeze in the suburbs of City X.
The villa behind Li Qingshen was brightly lit, turning into the background of this peerless man. He was still staring at him without speaking, and there was a deathly silence between the two of them.
In the distance there was the rustle of the wind blowing through the trees.
The weather at this time was the hottest time of the year in X City, but Lu Niange felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body.
He knew that he was an outsider to an arrogant person like Li Qingshen. When it came to his private life, he would cross the distance and make Li Qingshen unhappy.
What's more, no man wants to be told by another man that he has let a woman go.
He knew that Li Qingshen would be angry, but he never expected that Li Qingshen would say such a thing!
One sentence struck a chord with him.
If you don't see her, she won't be hurt.
So direct.
Although Lu Niange was still smiling, his smile was obviously a little stiff. He understood what Li Qingshen said. If it hadn't been for him, Jian Chenxi would not have kidnapped Ling Momo.
However, he could not sit back and ignore Ling Momo's current scene.
Suddenly, Lu Niange raised his chin and stared closely at the turmoil in Li Qingshen's eyes. Li Qingshen stood there arrogantly, looking at Lu Niange's eyes as well, but Li Qingshen's eyes were particularly unruly, as if there was something in them.
Things are on the verge of breaking out.
After a long while, Lu Niange took a deep breath and finally said, "I understand what you mean. I won't see her anymore...but please let Momo go."
Li Qingshen raised her gracefully curved lips, and the light in her deep eyes became increasingly cold and hard. His tone was smooth and steady, but there was a sharp and sharp sarcasm hidden in it: "What time do I do, when will it be my turn?"
Are you here to tell me what to do?"
Lu Niange's eyes were quiet, as if with a touch of determination, and he replied: "As long as you let Ling Momo go, I will never see her again."
When Lu Niange said this, he paused, thinking of Jian Chenxi's threat to him, and added with increasing certainty: "I will never see her again."
Ling Momo, do you understand?
Since I can't marry you, then I'll get married for you.
Li Qingshen put away the smile on her lips. He stared at Lu Niange with turbulent and angry eyes.
He, Lu Niange, could not compare with him, Li Qingshen, in terms of family, career, future or wealth. However, Ling Momo loved Lu Niange. She had shed tears to the death for this man.
And what about him?
I can only hold on to a secret love and stand behind her, feeling as embarrassed as I want.
And now?
This man actually negotiated a quid pro quo for him?
What qualifications does he have to talk to him?
Li Qingshen felt that there was a fire filling his heart, but the words he said were so understated, "Should I let her go? How can you be sure that she is not pestering me?"
Lu Niange's expression dimmed for a moment. He was as tired as he was, and as lonely as he was. Li Qingshen stared at Lu Niange for a long time. It was so long that when Lu Niange felt that he was about to suffocate, Li Qingshen opened his eyes slightly.
He raised the corners of his lips and revealed a very ironic sneer.
Immediately, a sentence slowly floated out.
"If you don't see her, she won't be hurt."
Lu Niange froze in place, his whole body stiff.
On a late summer night, the stars were shining brightly, and there was a gentle breeze in the suburbs of City X.
The villa behind Li Qingshen was brightly lit, turning into the background of this peerless man. He was still staring at him without speaking, and there was a deathly silence between the two of them.
In the distance there was the rustle of the wind blowing through the trees.
The weather at this time was the hottest time of the year in X City, but Lu Niange felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body.
He knew that he was an outsider to an arrogant person like Li Qingshen. When it came to his private life, he would cross the distance and make Li Qingshen unhappy.
What's more, no man wants to be told by another man that he has let a woman go.
He knew that Li Qingshen would be angry, but he never expected that Li Qingshen would say such a thing!
One sentence struck a chord with him.
If you don't see her, she won't be hurt.
So direct.
Although Lu Niange was still smiling, his smile was obviously a little stiff. He understood what Li Qingshen said. If it hadn't been for him, Jian Chenxi would not have kidnapped Ling Momo.
However, he could not sit back and ignore Ling Momo's current scene.
Suddenly, Lu Niange raised his chin and stared closely at the turmoil in Li Qingshen's eyes. Li Qingshen stood there arrogantly, looking at Lu Niange's eyes as well, but Li Qingshen's eyes were particularly unruly, as if there was something in them.
Things are on the verge of breaking out.
After a long while, Lu Niange took a deep breath and finally said, "I understand what you mean. I won't see her anymore...but please let Momo go."
Li Qingshen raised her gracefully curved lips, and the light in her deep eyes became increasingly cold and hard. His tone was smooth and steady, but there was a sharp and sharp sarcasm hidden in it: "What time do I do, when will it be my turn?"
Are you here to tell me what to do?"
Lu Niange's eyes were quiet, as if with a touch of determination, and he replied: "As long as you let Ling Momo go, I will never see her again."
When Lu Niange said this, he paused, thinking of Jian Chenxi's threat to him, and added with increasing certainty: "I will never see her again."
Ling Momo, do you understand?
Since I can't marry you, then I'll get married for you.
Li Qingshen put away the smile on her lips. He stared at Lu Niange with turbulent and angry eyes.
He, Lu Niange, could not compare with him, Li Qingshen, in terms of family, career, future or wealth. However, Ling Momo loved Lu Niange. She had shed tears to the death for this man.
And what about him?
I can only hold on to a secret love and stand behind her, feeling as embarrassed as I want.
And now?
This man actually negotiated a quid pro quo for him?
What qualifications does he have to talk to him?
Li Qingshen felt that there was a fire filling his heart, but the words he said were so understated, "Should I let her go? How can you be sure that she is not pestering me?"
Lu Niange's expression dimmed for a moment, as tired as he felt, and as lonely as he felt.
