Bai Luoyu couldn't stop talking about the Grim Reaper's achievements. After listening to his own story for a while, Bai Qianmo couldn't help but yawn.
Just then, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.
Upon seeing the incoming call, Bai Qianmo frowned slightly, then her whole demeanor brightened.
"I'm going to take this call."
Bai Luoyu wisely kept quiet, while Bai Qianmo picked up her phone, got up, and walked to the French windows.
After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, a cold glint flashed in Bai Qianmo's eyes: "Save the person first, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Qianmo walked back to the table and sat down.
Is something urgent?
Bai Qianmo raised her eyes and gave Bai Luoyu a deep look: "In your eyes, is Han Songyan a qualified mother?"
Bai Luoyu was taken aback when Bai Qianmo suddenly asked this question. After a moment of silence, he said, "Before you appeared, I always thought I had a very happy family. My parents had a good relationship and loved and understood us from a young age. They rarely stopped us from doing what we wanted to do. So, for Xi Ruo and me, she was indeed a very qualified mother."
Bai Qianmo sat silently, gently stirring her coffee with a spoon in one hand, her eyes slightly lowered, as if deep in thought.
"But in your heart, she must not be a good mother, right?"
Bai Qianmo blinked lightly, then gave a cold, curt smile: "In my heart, she has never been my mother."
Bai Luoyu felt a sharp pang in his heart, and a sense of loss spread through him.
Yes, what biological mother would treat her own daughter like that?
"If I were you, I might hate her too."
Bai Qianmo shook her head: "It's not that I hate you, it's just that I don't care."
Bai Luoyu smiled bitterly to himself. Sometimes, indifference is far more lethal than hatred.
If one day a mother begins to truly acknowledge her daughter, only to find that the daughter has already drifted far away, perhaps then she will truly understand what she has lost.
"I have something to do at the company, so I'll be leaving now."
"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy."
After saying goodbye to Bai Luoyu, Bai Qianmo didn't linger and got up to leave the restaurant.
After walking two hundred meters, she quickly turned into the alley, and in a short while, she disappeared from sight.
*
After Han Songyan fell into a coma, Qingyun, following Bai Xiruo's instructions, stripped Han Songyan of her clothes, took some indecent photos and a 30-second video, and then sent the photos and video to Bai Xiruo.
After thinking about it carefully, he was still a little worried, so he made a phone call to Bai Xiruo.
"I've sent you the photos and videos. When are you going to transfer the money to me?"
"Don't worry, I'll transfer the remaining money to you tonight. Once you have it, pack your things and leave the capital. It's best to find a place where no one knows you and live under an assumed name. If Han Songyan reports it to the police, you and I will both be finished."
Qingyun chuckled: "Don't worry, who would turn down a good life? As long as the money arrives tonight, I'll leave the capital overnight, and I guarantee no one will be able to find me."
In recent years, he has cheated many celebrities and wealthy women in Beijing, and has offended many people. Recently, some people in the social circle of rich women have joined forces to try to ruin his reputation. He can no longer stay here, and he was originally planning to leave.
Just then, Han Songyan, this fat sheep, delivered herself to our doorstep. Why not take advantage of this opportunity?
His lewd, triangular eyes narrowed into slits as he greedily lingered on Han Songyan's porcelain-white skin and alluring figure. His throat was dry, and he subconsciously licked his lips.
Unable to wait any longer, he took off his Taoist robe, chuckled lewdly, and pounced on the bed.
"Bang!" The door slammed shut.
Qingyun was so frightened that his body stiffened, and he turned his head sharply to look. But as soon as his neck turned, a dark shadow flashed in front of him and punched him in the face.
"Ouch!" With a cry of pain, Qingyun fell to the ground.
"Who...who the hell are you? How dare you come to my house and beat someone up? You just wait, I'm calling the police!" Covering his burning cheek, Qingyun raised his head to look at the person who had come.
He then saw a pretty figure smiling and staring at him, and Qingyun's eyes lit up.
The girl in front of him was in her early twenties, wearing a red coat over a black bodycon dress that accentuated her shapely figure. Her long, wavy hair was playfully tied into a high ponytail, and her oval face had a pair of bright, obsidian-like eyes that were blinking as she stared at him.
Those almond-shaped eyes were slightly upturned, carrying a naturally alluring charm.
Qingyun's heart trembled, and he chuckled lewdly before nimbly getting up from the ground.
"Little beauty, since you've come to me of your own accord, why don't you keep your brother company?"
Although Han Songyan is beautiful, she is, after all, a middle-aged woman, and naturally cannot compare with such a young and beautiful girl. In particular, the girl in front of her has a particularly voluptuous figure, which makes one want to have a nosebleed just looking at her.
The girl's rosy lips curved into a smile, and she raised her right index finger and beckoned to Qingyun. Qingyun immediately walked over with a smile, not caring who was to blame for the burning pain on his face, and rushed towards the girl with open arms.
"Little beauty, your brother is here!"
"Bang! Clang!!"
As Qingyun lunged at the girl, she swiftly delivered a side spin kick, striking Qingyun squarely in the chest.
Despite weighing over 150 pounds, Qingyun was kicked against the wall by the girl. He slid down the wall like a lump of mud, fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and immediately fainted.
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