Why frame her, why take her to a night bar, get her drunk, and find so many men to take photos like that? And why do you want to spread it around the school so that everyone thinks she is a prostitute?
Ling Momo is not a weak girl.
Ling Momo is just at a loss when it comes to love.
Now Ling Momo thinks that love is gone, and she can't really humbly ask Lu Niange to come back!
She has her own self-esteem.
You can feel sad and devastated for him, but you won’t behave in a low-spirited manner!
However, the career cannot be lost anymore.
She could give up Lu Niange, a man who could be snatched away, to Jian Chenxi, but she could not give up the glory that originally belonged to her to Jian Chenxi.
Therefore, Ling Momo was instantly full of fighting power.
So, on this day, she got up very early, went to the supermarket, selected a lot of ingredients, and then hailed a car and went to the villa.
When Ling Momo arrived at the villa, it was already eleven o'clock. The door of the villa was not closed. She pushed it gently and went in.
There is no one in the living room.
The remote control was on the ground, and the batteries, body, and boxes were scattered everywhere. Ling Momo bent down to pick them up one by one, assembled them, and placed them on the sofa nearby. She sorted and put all the things she bought into
refrigerator.
Ling Momo then quietly went upstairs.
Ling Momo felt a little nervous in her heart.
She first went to the music room on the third floor and found no one inside. Then she turned to the second floor and walked to the door of Li Qingshen's bedroom. Ling Momo took a deep breath and knocked gently.
When the person responded, Ling Momo stretched out her hand slightly and pushed, and found that the door was pushed open.
She remembered that Li Qingshen said that she was not allowed to enter his bedroom without his permission!
Now was a critical period, and she became more obedient. She stood at the door obediently, poked half of her head in, turned her big dark eyes around, and saw the man sitting in front of the piano, "Teacher
,I am coming."
Li Qingshen didn't answer her.
Sitting in front of the piano, I stretched out my hand from time to time and played a few times. I seemed to feel a little dissatisfied, so I frowned, took a pencil, and scrawled and made corrections on the A4 white paper.
Ling Momo thought Li Qingshen hadn't heard, so she raised her voice, "Teacher, are you busy?"
Li Qingshen remained silent, not even raising his eyes to look at her.
Ling Momo knew that Li Qingshen was angry. To be fair, she didn't know how to make Li Qingshen not angry. She flattened her mouth and said in a low voice: "Teacher, you go ahead and do your work first. I'll go downstairs to cook.
When I finish cooking, I will call you upstairs."
Ling Momo waited for a moment, and when she saw that Li Qingshen still looked indifferent, she sighed, turned around, and went downstairs.
In order to make Li Qingshen no longer angry, Ling Momo took great pains to prepare a table of delicious dishes.
They were placed on the dining table one by one. Ling Momo went upstairs again and knocked on the door. Still no one answered. She poked her little head in again and said, "Teacher, I've prepared some food. Are you hungry?"
I’m hungry, do you want to finish your meal and get busy?”
Li Qingshen remained indifferent and turned a deaf ear to her words.
Or in other words, it seems that Ling Momo is regarded as air.
Ling Momo continued to speak, minding her own business, with a soft and flattering tone: "It seems that you are very busy, teacher. Then I will put the food in the incubator first and eat it after the teacher is finished."