Jian Chenxi's gaze grew colder, but she still maintained a smile on her lips and said, "Alright, thank you. I've understood. Another day I'll treat you to a meal. Goodbye then!"
Lu Niange went to Yunnan, Ling Momo also went to Yunnan, the two of them... both went to Yunnan...
Her eyes gradually became colder, yet her heart ached, an unbearable pain as if it were pierced by a thousand arrows.
It was fine if Lu Niange didn't come home or frolicked with other women; she would only feel angry, but not hurt.
But when it came to Ling Momo, she felt an indescribable sense of desolation and panic.
She had tried so hard for so many years, scheming and plotting, and in the end, the roles had reversed.
Once she was the mistress hidden from the light, she became Lu Niange's openly acknowledged girlfriend.
Now she was the wife Lu Niange had married openly, while she became his mistress.
In the past, she envied Ling Momo for being able to openly have and love Lu Niange.
