Chapter 125 Old Madam Qin visits to discuss marriage



Unfortunately, she had never thought of appreciating everything Ji Yan had done for her before.

Only when you lose something do you realize what it means to be heartbroken.

"Why? Why is everyone siding with Ling Mo!"

Ling Tian broke down and cried on the rooftop for more than half an hour, until her voice became hoarse before she finally stopped.

...

As she slowly walked down the rooftop, apart from her red eyes, there was no trace of her disheveled state.

As always, she held her chin high and straightened her back, returning to Class A without glancing to the side amidst the stares of her classmates.

The female students, who were chatting in small groups while leaning against the railing outside the classroom, couldn't help but whisper among themselves when Ling Tian walked into the classroom silently, like a proud peacock.

"I must say, Ling Tian really nailed the elegance. She was just howling like a banshee on the rooftop, but after coming down from the top floor, she didn't look disheveled at all."

"Hey~ In my opinion, now that Ling Tian has lost such a solid backer as Class Monitor Ji, she'll probably start looking for new prey again."

"You're amazing! Look at her latest WeChat Moments post, it's her usual innocent and naive style. I wonder which naive straight men will fall into her trap this time."

...

Meanwhile, Ji Yan, who was tutoring his classmates in Class F, accidentally saw Ling Tian's WeChat Moments. His relaxed brows suddenly furrowed.

Cheng Cheng glanced at Ling Tian's close-up selfie on Ji Yan's phone screen, gently patted Ji Yan's shoulder, and comforted him in a deep voice:

"You must be able to take things on, but you must also be able to let them go. Letting go is difficult, but one day, time will heal all the wounds."

You've misunderstood.

Without hesitation, Ji Yan pressed the button to block Ling Tian's updates and said calmly, "I just think she doesn't deserve that caption."

"ah?"

Cheng Cheng seemed somewhat surprised and asked repeatedly, "Is there something wrong with Ling Tian's copywriting? I vaguely remember that 'Tomorrow is another day' seems to be from the movie 'Gone with the Wind.' When I watched that movie with my sister, she cried her eyes out."

"That's precisely why I think she's unworthy. The heroine in the movie shines brightly, while Ling Tian only has a pretty face, but her inside is already pitch black. She wants to compare herself to the heroine in the movie, but little does she know, she's just a clown."

"Oh, this..."

Cheng Cheng was utterly shocked to hear such words from Ji Yan in his lifetime.

Ling Mo, who was sitting not far away, heard what Ji Yan said and felt that there was some truth to it.

So she opened her WeChat Moments and casually liked Ling Tian's post.

She believed that although her likes wouldn't cause physical harm to Ling Tian, ​​they would be enough to keep Ling Tian angry for most of the day.

Gu Tingbai, who was fawningly handing milk to Ling Mo, caught a glimpse of her series of outrageous actions and burst out laughing:

"Indeed! Little girls know better how to drive other little girls crazy."

"Who is the little girl? Gu Xiaobai, you better explain yourself."

Ling Mo always felt that she was more suited to be the big sister, and when she heard that her younger brother from her previous life called her a little girl, she suddenly got goosebumps.

Gu Tingbai quickly covered his mouth and nose, obediently shook his head, and muttered softly, "I'm a little girl, I'm..."

"That's more like it."

Ling Mo lowered his head, straightened the straw, and inserted it into the opening of the milk bottle.

The next moment, there was a strange "sizzle" sound, and Ling Mo was splashed all over his face by the gushing milk.

Holy crap...

Ling Mo blinked, looking somewhat bewildered at the half-empty bottle of milk in his hand, then at Gu Tingbai's beaming face, and said coldly:

"Gu Xiaobai, you better explain this to me properly, what's going on?"

"Sister Mo, please calm down. Blame Brother Jiu. It was his idea for me to play tricks on you. He said he'd give me 100,000 yuan for each trick. I'll remember to share half with you when I get the money." Gu Tingbai blurted out Lu Jinjiu in the blink of an eye.

Ling Mo's lips twitched wildly, and he asked, completely bewildered:

"Does Lu Jinjiu need to be taught a lesson?"

"This is how it all started. A few days ago, Ninth Brother, wanting to vent your anger, had his female companion flirt with your father. But somehow, after a while, he lost interest in those internet celebrity girls. These past few days, he's been staying at Third Brother's place, demanding that Third Brother take responsibility for him," Gu Tingbai explained in detail.

"So, Lu Jinjiu suddenly changed his mind and transferred his affections to Third Brother?"

Ling Mo recalled the harmonious scene of Lu Jinjiu and Qin Beiming pulling and tugging at each other, and felt it was perfectly natural.

Gu Tingbai cautiously observed Ling Mo's expression and asked softly:

"Sister Mo, you're not jealous of Ninth Brother, are you?"

"What kind of jealousy are you talking about?"

Ling Mo casually asked him a question, then sent another message to Mei Hu:

[Old Master Lu really liked the family planning supplies you personally customized last time. Since it's Old Master Lu's birthday, please send him ten more boxes in Lu Jinjiu's name.]

[No problem! By the way, boss, we've got some leads on the person on the dark web who offered a high reward for information about the Divine Physician. According to location data, that person is currently in Linjiang City.]

[Continue the investigation.]

Ling Mo frowned, feeling that all of this was too much of a coincidence.

"Sister Mo, are you really not angry?"

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