Lu Momo stood there, watching with mocking eyes as he got into the car with messy steps, watched as he almost hit the sign beside him when he turned the car around, watched as the supercar worth tens of millions drove out crookedly.

Not far away, there were things scattered on the ground, lying quietly on the ground, seeming to laugh at what kind of joke she had just staged.

Looking at the broken and runny egg, she murmured in a low voice: "Don't come again, Tang Dynasty..."

The last two words were so light that they would be blown away by the wind.

…………

Lu Momo was still wondering about what Christine said in the supermarket, 'There will be a chance to meet'. Unexpectedly, the next day, she really agreed to his words.

However, this meeting shocked her greatly.

In the splendid living room of Rong Mansion, she saw the person who was supposed to be lying on the bed in the bedroom of the Canadian villa. At this moment, he stood tall and tall in front of her, with a warm smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at her seriously. .

"What...is going on?" Lu whispered, and took two steps back.

The person in front of her was standing alive in front of her, smiling at herself. The strong visual impact hit her. She felt that all the blood in her body was rushing to the top of her head, and her brain felt dizzy for a moment.

While the world was spinning, my body was held firmly in someone's arms, and a familiar yet hated voice came from my ears: "Are you okay?"

Are you okay?

Haha, is everything okay?

Who can tell her why the man who should be lying in Canada is standing in front of her in high spirits at this moment?

Why did everyone act like they knew everything, but she was the only one who was kept in the dark?

Why...why is the person holding his arm next to him Xia Xinlan?

The people invited tonight, including Catherine Christine, Tang Chao, Feng Churui, Wu Yuqing, Mo Qiange and Xia Xinlan, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the pale-faced Lu Momo.

Tang Chao held her, but what she didn't know was that watching her hurt another man, he felt no better than she did.

Luo Anning broke away from Young Master Rong and held Mo Mo's hand, feeling guilty and distressed. She regretted that she shouldn't have listened to Rong Yan, otherwise Mo Mo wouldn't feel isolated now.

"Mo Mo, listen to me." She softened her tone, fearing that it would shock her fragile and tense nerves, "Qian Ge woke up a month ago, when you just returned to China, we...we...sorry, silently."

The words 'We are afraid that you will rekindle hope in Qiange after knowing this' can't be said out loud.

That would be too cruel for her.

Qinge's meaning was very clear, and her silent stubbornness was extraordinary. Under the circumstances, everyone supported keeping it secret, and she had no choice but to find no reason to refute.

After all, Mo Mo was still sad.

The guilt in her heart slowly expanded.

Luo An Ning wanted to hug her, but she dodged her. Luo An Ning stared at her blankly, Mo Mo would never do this to her, never.

Lu Momo looked at the pair that was extremely dazzling in her eyes, and the pair that was the perfect match in everyone's eyes. He pulled away the corners of his lips and smiled forcefully: "So you all know that I am the only one who still has this problem." I don’t know. Okay, that’s great... Why do you have to guard against me? I won’t destroy anything.”

As she spoke, she laughed, her eyes so moist that it looked like something was about to burst down the dam.

She stretched out her hand to wipe it away randomly and stepped back step by step. Tang Chao hugged her tightly, his face was rare and solemn, and his eyes were struggling and distressed: "Lu Momo, don't be like this."

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