Slap In The Face!

For a moment, the banquet hall that was filled with laughter suddenly fell silent.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and looked curiously at Ling Mo, who was covering her chest with both hands in the middle of the dance floor.

Liang Feifan obviously did not expect such a change to happen. He subconsciously wanted to take off his suit jacket to help her out, but he met her cold eyes, the love buried deep in his heart quietly turned into a faint sneer at the corner of his lips.

Ling Tian bit her lower lip and stared at Liang Feifan without looking sideways, deeply afraid that his soul and spirit would be seduced by the naturally charming Ling Mo. It was only when she saw the disgust in his eyes that her heart, which was in her throat, finally calmed down.

And after a moment of silence, the socialite heiresses surrounding her exploded.

"Ling Mo is too shameless, isn't she? To seduce the young master of the Liang family, she actually took off her clothes in public."

"What an eyesore."

"Just by looking at her appearance, I thought she was an immortal sister who was as light as a chrysanthemum. I didn't expect..."

"How can such a person be called a socialite? Her entire body is full of coquettishness!"

Su Yu noticed the commotion on Ling Mo's side, so she twisted her slender waist and walked over quickly:

"Mo Mo, what's going on?"

Ling Mo blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. Her voice was soft, "Aunty, I don't know what's going on either. The shoulder strap of the gown broke without any warning."

Su Yu frowned and shook her head firmly. "That's impossible. The gown you're wearing is a high-quality one from Ella. There's absolutely no problem with the quality."

The moment these words were said, everyone looked at Ling Mo with even more contempt.

Since there was no problem with the quality of the gown, then the spearhead of the problem must be Ling Mo himself.

Thinking about it, she must have created such a huge commotion in order to seduce Liang Feifan, hoping that Liang Feifan would save the damsel in distress.

Unfortunately, the young master of the Liang family was unmoved. He looked on coldly with an ashen face and had no intention of helping her out.

Liang Feifan put his hands in his pockets. There was a hint of ridicule hidden in his deep eyes, "You're already taking off your clothes in public?"

"Don't tell me you're suspecting that I've done something to my gown?" Ling Mo's hands that were covering her chest slid down an inch, revealing a large corner of the tender lotus-colored round collar under her gown.

Xiong Chumo crossed her arms across her chest and suddenly added, "So you're saying that you didn't intentionally tear off the shoulder straps of the dress?"

"Aunty had meticulously prepared a high-quality dress for me. I liked it too much. Why would I purposely tear off the shoulder straps?"

The corners of Ling Mo's lips curled up. The splendor around her body was not weakened by the broken shoulders strap at all.

Su Yu's face sank. She had never expected that Ling Mo would still be able to stand calmly in the middle of the dance floor after such a huge embarrassment.

Fortunately, she had achieved her goal. The celebrities present treated Ling Mo as a big joke.

Under such circumstances, Ling Mo had no way of reversing her reputation.

However, at this moment, a sharp-eyed wealthy lady suddenly came forward and pointed at the tender lotus-colored vest on Ling Mo's body that was almost one with her skin color. She asked, "What's with the round-necked vest under your gown?"

When everyone heard this, only then did they notice the lotus-colored vest on Ling Mo's body that was not eye-catching under Ying Mei's banquet lights.

Ling Mo appeared to be very obedient as she answered softly, "I'm not used to wearing a gown, so I put on a normal outfit under the gown."

As soon as she finished speaking, the people present instantly understood.

Since the Ling family's Eldest Miss was such a conservative person, why would she tear off the shoulder straps of her gown in public? From this, it seemed that the person who tampered with the gown was most likely Su Yu, who had meticulously customized this high-end gown for her.

This time, the focus of public opinion smoothly shifted from Ling Mo to Su Yu, the stepmother.

Everyone knew that Su Yu was a mistress.

On the surface, everyone would take advantage of her identity as the wife of Shi Jian Group's chairman and give her some face.

However, this was not the case in the dark.

Most of these rich ladies came from illustrious backgrounds. The one they looked down on the most was the heartless mistress who specialized in seducing other people's husbands.

Su Yu noticed that the rich ladies looked at her with a deeper meaning. Her eyes were burning and she wanted nothing more than to tear off Ling Mo's round-necked vest on the spot.

She never expected that this little fox Ling Mo would actually dare to play dirty tricks on her.

This time, it was all for naught.

Ling Mo covered herself up, so the slut theory was naturally not applicable.

What was even more hateful was that this fire actually burned her without any warning!

The rich ladies looked at the lonely and helpless Ling Mo with pity. They had already regarded Su Yu as the instigator of all these changes. "Miss Ling, why are your clothes so tattered?"

Another rich lady pointed at Ling Mo's tattered round collar and looked at her with sympathy.

"I..."

Ling Mo seemed a little uneasy. She raised her eyes and glanced at Su Yu, who had an ugly expression. Then, she lowered his head and carefully said, "Aunty, I didn't do it on purpose."

"..."

Su Yu did not expect Ling Mo to play dirty tricks on her. She was so angry that her eyes almost rolled back and she fainted on the spot.

Liang Feifan had wanted to accuse Ling Mo of being unscrupulous in order to seduce him.

But when he caught a glimpse of Ling Mo's round collar vest, which was full of small holes, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Ling Tian was keenly aware of the strange emotion in Liang Feifan's eyes, and her hands subconsciously clenched into a fist.

Not far away, Ling Yunlong, who was chatting with Director Li of Guanghua Industries, took in the whole mess, and his hatred for Ling Mo deepened.

A month ago, Shi Jian Group was exposed in a fake sales scandal, and Ling Yunlong's reputation, which he had accumulated for many years, was facing a huge crisis that would collapse overnight.

In order to save his reputation and the group's reputation, Ling Yunlong decided to take back Ling Mo, who had been placed in the countryside.

For many years, he had been announcing to the public that Ling Mo's health was not good and that she was recuperating in the countryside. At this juncture, he was deeply afraid that the media would dig up other dirt, so he had no choice but to take his daughter, whom he had not seen for seven years, back to the Ling residence.

He did not expect that the moment Ling Mo returned, she would cause such a scene.

What bad luck!

He glared at Ling Mo fiercely. Just as he was thinking of reprimanding her after the banquet, he met her clear yet sharp eyes.

"Dad, I'm not feeling well. I'll go back first."

Ling Yunlong had yet to come back to his senses when Ling Mo had already walked in front of him.

Director Li of Guanghua Industries gently shook the goblet in his hand and sized up the tall and slender Ling Mo with a lecherous gaze. He looked at Ling Yunlong with a knowing look, "Who is this?"

Ling Mo glanced at the lecherous Director Li who was bald on top of his head disinterestedly before she turned around and left without looking back.

The reason why she left in such a hurry was not because she was worried about being reprimanded by Ling Yunlong.

The most important reason was that in Ling Tian's 17th birthday party in her previous life, there was an armed kidnapping that shocked the entire country.

And she was the protagonist who was kidnapped by the gangsters and even made the headlines of the social news.

On the top floor of the Dihuang Hotel, Qin Beiming leaned lazily on the railing, silently observing everything in the banquet hall.

Ling Mo left, and he also extinguished the half-lit cigarette in his hand.

Amidst the lingering smoke, his deep eyes seemed to blend into the silent night, lonely and otherworldly.