"Who gave you the audacity to speak to me like that?"

A wrinkle appeared between Liang Feifan's brows, and his voice grew increasingly cold.

Ling Mo shrugged and said indifferently, "The young master of the Liang family certainly has a grand air about him."

Liang Feifan never imagined that the girl he once loved to the core would be so indifferent to him.

Could it be that he's not as good as the wild man she met in that remote, impoverished area?

Thinking about how Ling Mo had suffered three miscarriages over the past few years because of those good-for-nothing scoundrels, Liang Feifan was even more furious. "You want to be a virtuous woman while being a prostitute? Don't think I don't know how many dirty things you've done behind my back all these years."

Ling Mo's eyes flickered slightly; this was the second time she had heard these words.

Last time, she only noticed Liang Feifan's extremely bad attitude and did not delve into what exactly the "filthy things" he was referring to were.

Now, she has become somewhat interested in the "dirty things" he mentioned.

However, given the large number of people around, Ling Mo didn't want to alert the enemy, so he simply added a nonchalant remark:

"It's a pity that the young master of the Liang family isn't a city management officer; he's meddling in too much."

She would never forget how Liang Feifan humiliated her at Ling Tian's birthday party in her past life.

At that moment, while mocking her for being cheap, he, amidst the jeers of the crowd, unhesitatingly splashed the red wine in his hand onto her upper body, which was only covered by nipple covers...

Looking back, Ling Mo suddenly felt that her past self was both laughable and pathetic. Knowing that Liang Feifan was not a good man, and having been hurt so badly by him, she still couldn't bring herself to completely break ties with him.

If this happened now, she would beat Liang Feifan to a pulp!

Liang Feifan put one hand in his pocket and grabbed Ling Mo's slender arm with the other, gritting his teeth as he said, "You really went to great lengths to get my attention."

Get your dirty hands off me.

Ling Mo frowned slightly, trying to break free from Liang Feifan's grasp.

With a push and a pull, a crisp sound of tearing fabric came from Ling Mo's chest.

Everyone turned to look, and saw that the shoulder straps of Ling Mo's dress snapped, leaving two pale pink straps hanging limply on her chest.