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"Hey, Yuan Mufang, so it turns out she was shamelessly pursuing you back then? Did you just soften your heart and agree to her at that time?"
Fu Ya, the second daughter of the Fu Family, a well-known socialite in Jiangcheng, was now looking at Shen Qingyou with her beautiful eyes adorned with silver-gray eyeshadow, mocking her.
"Ya, don't!"
Yuan Mufang grabbed Fu Ya, thinking she was mocking Shen Qingyou, but in reality, she was mocking him!
"Let's go!"
Yuan Mufang picked up Fu Ya's beautiful limited edition handbag from the sofa and pulled her to leave. "Yuan Mufang, what are you doing? Do you still have feelings for her?"
"Ya!"
"Let go of me!"
Fu Ya coldly scolded Yuan Mufang with a queenly demeanor: "You slap her!"
Yuan Mufang was stunned, looking at Fu Ya in confusion. This once spoiled and domineering older sister wanted to do what?
It was precisely because of Fu Ya's past arrogance that their relationship had never been equal. She came from a prominent family, while Yuan Mufang was merely the boss of a small workshop. Compared to her, she was like a phoenix, while Yuan Mufang was just a toad. She was with him only because he was lowly and humble. But today, he actually defied his own wishes for his ex-wife? Fu Ya glared fiercely at Yuan Mufang: "If you don't slap her today, we'll part ways!"
Part ways?
Yuan Mufang absolutely could not allow that to happen. Fu Ya held too much value for him to be utilized.
"I want to see who dares to harm her a single hair."
Standing in the shadows, the figure that Yuan Mufang and Fu Ya had overlooked spoke coldly. In the dim light, his gloomy face resembled that of the King of Hell, devoid of any expression.
Fu Ya couldn't help but shiver, but why did this man's silhouette look so familiar?
After taking a closer look, Fu Ya suddenly gasped softly, "Y-You are Li Luo, aren't you?"
Driven by a man's instinctive jealousy, Yuan Mufang clearly sensed the change in Fu Ya's emotions—excitement, thrill, or to put it more plainly, a bit infatuated and flirtatious.
"Ya, do you know each other?"
"Know each other? How could I not? The famous Li Luo, the prince charming in the hearts of countless women. Li Luo, could you give me an autograph?"
With a beaming smile, Fu Ya approached Li Luo. After rummaging through her bag without finding a piece of paper, she extended her palm and said sweetly, "How about signing here?"
Li Luo wore a charming smirk and then pointed at her delicate face. "How about signing here instead?"
Fu Ya felt her heart racing as if it would burst from her chest. Was Li Luo going to kiss her? Watching his face slowly move closer, Fu Ya's cheeks flushed.
"W-What do you want to do?"
Her boyfriend was still right there, and Yuan Mufang wanted to step forward to push Li Luo away. However, he was fiercely shoved aside by Fu Ya. "You, go away!"
"Ya, is it? I warn you, if you dare to touch her, I'll make sure you can't survive in this circle!"
Li Luo leaned close to Fu Ya, warning her in an extremely cold voice. Then, before Fu Ya could regain her composure, he took Shen Qingyou by the hand and walked out of German Town.
"Go ahead and laugh if you want!"
Looking at Li Luo's handsome face, which was trying hard to suppress a smile, Shen Qingyou knew he would never kindly help her. Go ahead and laugh, laugh hard; after all, her heart was now as hard as a rock.
"I'm Li Luo, so stop pretending. It must be exhausting!"
Shen Qingyou had completely transformed into a shrew. Long ago, she had told herself that in front of any man, she would never show weakness because that was the safest approach.
Inside the car, Li Luo curled his lips and reached out to turn on the music. In the silence of Midnight, the song suddenly began to play.
"nhaifineverkissyurlipsagainrfeelheuhfyurseeebrae. huldievergn?, ihuyuhere snplaebelngellsedaylveisgingleadyubake, buillidesi llhaveanepyhear. si lljushavebelievesehereuhereyu rehinkingfeillhedayileyug, unilesayurnehellisngdbye. illiseeyuagaini llberighherereeberinghen. andifieisnursidehereillbenearsryndnheradhereishingian denyisngdbye…"
It feels like I'm drowning in saltwater.
As she listened, Shen Qingyou suddenly burst into tears. Unwillingly, a sense of sadness and helplessness, an indescribable pain lingered in her heart.
Aside from the woman's hoarse voice softly singing, there was no other sound in the car. Shen Qingyou was lost in thought, pondering what kind of tragic love story was being portrayed after the sorrowful melody…
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