Ling Mo nodded. After roughly understanding Ouyang Bin's changes, he carefully led her out of the restroom and whispered in her ear:
"I have something to discuss with you privately today, and you must not tell anyone about it."
"Understood."
Having received an affirmative answer and seeing that there were no other people around, Ling Mo quickly snapped his fingers, hastily waking Li Yuanyi from her hypnotic state, and gave her a polite smile:
"Ms. Li, are you feeling better? You almost fainted on the sink just now, it was really dangerous."
"Yeah?"
Li Yuanyi frowned deeply, racking his brains for a long time but still couldn't recall what had just happened.
However, coincidentally, her blood sugar was already low, and she would feel dizzy if she wasn't careful.
Hearing Ling Mo say this, he mistakenly thought that his old problem had relapsed, so he quickly took out a sugar cube from his handbag to replenish his sugar.
After watching Li Yuanyi's graceful figure slowly disappear into the distance, Ling Mo turned on the tap again, letting the sound of the rushing water drown out her overly troubled mood.
As Ouyang Bin's bedmate, Li Yuanyi's understanding of him is undoubtedly far superior to that of others.
Even Li Yuanyi has said that Ouyang Bin looks almost exactly the same as when they first met, which proves that Ouyang Bin, who attended Liang Feifan's engagement party today, is not just a simple substitute.
Furthermore, given that Ouyang Bin, who died suddenly, had vehemently denied participating in the massacre of a family of nine twenty years ago, Ling Mo had already deliberately pieced together the whole story with remarkable accuracy.
She deduced that the Ouyang Bin she first met with Li Yuanyi was the real Ouyang Bin. It was he who perpetrated the horrific massacre of a family of nine. Afterwards, while he wanted to leverage Li Yuanyi's family background to achieve upward social mobility, he also avoided close contact with her for various reasons.
It wasn't until he encountered the group that had poisoned Qin Beiming that Ouyang Bin found a solution—a body double.
In other words, Ouyang Bin, who married Li Yuanyi and had children with her, kept Su Yu as a mistress, and then moved his whole family to Ozhou over the past twenty years, was just a stand-in.
To confirm his suspicions, Ling Mo decided to visit the mental hospital again, hoping to get some information from Su Yu.
However, just as she stepped out of the restroom, Liang Feifan suddenly appeared and blocked her at the crossroads.
She looked helplessly at the persistent Liang Feifan and said coldly:
"Get out of the way."
"Heh... How come I never noticed you were such a good actor before?" Liang Feifan curled his lips into a smirk, his eyes flashing with a chilling green light, like a hungry wolf in the wilderness, sending shivers down one's spine.
"What do you mean?" Ling Mo frowned impatiently and asked succinctly.
"You dressed up so nicely today just to seduce me, didn't you? I never knew you were so flirtatious."
"???"
Ling Mo was speechless, increasingly feeling that Liang Feifan's thought process was unusual.
Whether she dresses up or not is none of his business.
Completely unaware of Ling Mo's disgust for him, Liang Feifan suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered sweet nothings:
"Fairy, you've succeeded. Now, every time I see you, all I can think of is your alluring image as you lie on my bed, softly sobbing."
As he spoke, his gaze had already shifted flirtatiously from her delicate face to her curvaceous figure.
Before this, Ling Mo had rarely worn clothes that accentuated his figure, so he had never noticed that her figure was so hot.
Seeing her so charming and alluring now, he couldn't control himself, and even his malfunctioning "function" seemed to instantly become active again.
"Neuropathy..."
Ling Mo felt a chill run down his spine when he met Liang Feifan's frivolous gaze.
She pushed him aside with a sudden burst of strength, not even wanting to say another word to him, and turned and walked out of the bathroom.
Liang Feifan was unwilling to let her go so easily. He took three steps at a time and caught up with her. Thinking he had the script for a tragic love story, he said affectionately:
"Mo Mo, actually, from beginning to end, I have only ever loved you. Not only have I loved you, but I still love you now, I love you very, very much. I don't know how we got to this point, but I firmly believe that two people who once loved each other can eventually come together."
"Is your paranoia acting up again? I'll say it one last time: I have never loved you, not in the past, not now, and not in the future. I could never love a scumbag like you."
"If you don't love me, why are you dressed so sexily? Qin Beiming, that sickly guy, isn't here. Can you honestly say you're not dressed for me?" Liang Feifan seized on the fact that Qin Beiming hadn't attended the engagement party, making him even more convinced that Ling Mo's outfit was definitely meant to seduce him.
"What I wear is none of your business."
Ling Mo looked impatiently at the extremely narcissistic Liang Feifan. After loosening his muscles a little, he pushed and shoved Liang Feifan to the ground with a "bang," and didn't forget to stomp on him twice.
However, to her surprise, after Liang Feifan was violently thrown to the ground, he showed not a trace of resentment. Instead, like a lecherous old man, he tightly gripped her ankle and said with a fawning expression:
"Mo, as long as you are willing to marry me, I will immediately break off my engagement with Jiang Yao. Believe me, this time, I will definitely treat you well and never let you suffer the slightest grievance again."
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