Shoulder Straps Slid Down

Xiong Chumo clicked her tongue in surprise. From what she knew, a girl who was forced to drop out of school was definitely not a good person.

She was either a tacky simpleton or a fake woman who specialized in seducing men.

In addition, she had heard from Ling Tian that Ling Mo had been seducing men everywhere in the countryside. She had a third miscarriage and her reputation was rotten to the core.

Thinking of this, Xiong Chumo's impression of Ling Mo became even worse.

Su Yu, who was greeting the guests, followed everyone's gaze and stared viciously at Ling Mo, who had a pure temperament and was as stunning as a superstar.

It had to be said that Ling Mo's temperament was indeed very outstanding. Even if she didn't do anything, she could easily become the center of attention.

This scene reminded Su Yu of the time before Ling Mo was sent to the countryside.

Seven years ago, Ling Mo, who was still in primary school, became the number one socialite in Linjiang City because of her outstanding temperament.

At that time, almost all the princes of the wealthy families in the city were waiting for her to grow up.

And Ling Tian, whom Su Yu had painstakingly nurtured, always looked dusty and unremarkable beside Ling Mo's extravagance.

Thinking of this, Su Yu subconsciously clenched her fists.

It was not easy for her to push Ling Tian up to the position of the number one socialite. She absolutely could not tolerate Ling Mo jumping out again to ruin her work.

"Yunlong, why are you only here now? Director Li has been waiting for you for a long time." Su Yu came swaying gracefully in a wine-red embroidered cheongsam.

"Oh? Why is he looking for me?"

Su Yu lowered her voice and said, "He said he wants to inject capital."

Ling Yunlong's face lit up when he heard that. In the blink of an eye, he had forgotten about Ling Mo. He only cared to tell Su Yu, "Bring me there quickly."

Ling Mo was alone, but she did not feel awkward at all.

She stood elegantly in the middle of the dance floor, quietly waiting for her childhood sweetheart who was about to enter the banquet hall.

The guests present looked at Ling Mo, who had snow-white skin and a cold and indifferent temperament, from the corner of their eyes. They even whispered to each other from time to time.

"This is the eldest daughter of the Ling family who has been raised in the countryside for seven years?"

"I think so. I didn't expect her to still be so beautiful!"

"The little girl is so charming when she grows up. She has the demeanor of her mother when she was young."

"If you didn't mention it, I almost forgot. Her mother was really beautiful back then!"

Hearing the guests' recognition of Ling Mo, Ling Tian's small face, which was covered in delicate light makeup, turned pale with anger.

Xiong Chumo saw through Ling Tian's emotions at a glance. She grabbed her arm and urged her with a beaming expression, "Tian Tian, shall we go and greet Ling Mo too?"

The socialites' daughters who were surrounding Ling Tian heard Xiong Chumo's words, and their interest was piqued, so they chimed in, "I remember that when Ling Mo was ten years old, she won the Munich International Music Competition. I wonder if after so many years, she's still a match for Tian Tian?"

"She's been in the countryside for seven years, and she hasn't even touched the piano keys. In my opinion, there's no way she's a match for Tian Tian."

"Isn't she just a village girl? She's even putting on an air of an international model. How ridiculous."

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Ling Tian kept all these criticisms to herself. Her angry face finally revealed a bright and beautiful smile.

She gently held Xiong Chumo's hand and said softly, "Sister Mo is alone, and her expression is a little uncomfortable. Let's go talk to her?"

All the young ladies chimed in one after another. At the same time, they lamented that Ling Tian was just like her name. She was sweet and lovely, and she had a kind heart.

At this moment, Liang Feifan, who had arrived late, coincidentally saw Ling Mo, who was standing in the middle of the dance floor like the Statue of Liberty.

His good-looking brows furrowed slightly. He hesitated for a moment before coming back to his senses.

Ling Mo keenly caught the sound of his hurried footsteps. She turned around unhurriedly. As she looked around, there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

Liang Feifan was wearing a well-tailored white suit. He was handsome and warm.

At this moment, almost all the socialites on the scene were staring at the new young master of the Liang family who was only 20 years old with infatuation.

The braver ones had already rushed forward to strike up a conversation.

However, Liang Feifan was very indifferent to the girls' interest. He politely and distantly nodded at them and walked towards Ling Mo.

Xiong Chumo mistakenly thought that Liang Feifan was here for Ling Tian. She was both envious and jealous as she poked Ling Tian's arm. "You're really lucky! The young master of the Liang family actually came personally to celebrate your birthday."

"Chumo, you're making fun of me again!"

Ling Tian blushed shyly. At this moment, she had already thrown Ling Mo to the back of her mind.

She awkwardly tidied up the wrinkles on her gowns and shyly looked at the Prince Charming that she had long admired.

"Brother Feifan..."

However, to her surprise, Liang Feifan did not seem to see her. He brushed past her indifferently and walked towards Ling Mo, who was only an arm's length away from her.

Ling Tian did not receive a response from Liang Feifan. She awkwardly swallowed the words that she had prepared for a long time.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the calm and composed Ling Mo.

At this moment, she was even more desperate to see Ling Mo make a fool of herself in that messed up gown.

"You still have the face to come to Xiao Tian's birthday party?"

After so long, what she had been waiting for was not a simple "How have you been?".

Just like the last time, Liang Feifan still had an arrogant attitude.

He was still cold.

He was still aggressive.

Ling Mo suppressed the last trace of nostalgia in her eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly. "It's my freedom to come or not. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

"Who gave you the confidence to speak to me like that?"

Liang Feifan furrowed his brows and his expression became even colder.

Ling Mo shrugged and said indifferently, "The young master of the Liang family has such an imposing manner."

Liang Feifan had never thought that the girl that he had once loved to the bone would treat him so coldly.

Could it be that he could not compare to the wild man that she had met in the remote countryside?

Thinking about the past few years, Ling Mo had miscarried three times because of those good-for-nothing hooligans, Liang Feifan was even angrier, "You want to build a monument after becoming a whore? Don't think that I don't know how many dirty things you have done behind my back all these years."

Ling Mo's eyes moved slightly. This was the second time she had heard these words.

The last time, she only noticed Liang Feifan's extremely vile attitude and didn't delve into what he meant by "dirty things."

Now, she had developed some interest in the "dirty things" that he said.

However, due to the many eyes, Ling Mo didn't want to alert the enemy. She only added without feeling any pain, "It's a pity that the young master of the Liang family doesn't become a city security officer. He really has a wide range of control."

She would never forget how Liang Feifan had humiliated her at Ling Tian's birthday party in her previous life.

At that time, he had mocked her for being lowly and at the same time, under the heckling of the crowd, he had poured the red wine in his hand onto her body without hesitation.

Recalling the past, Ling Mo suddenly felt that her past self was laughable and pathetic. Even though she knew that Liang Feifan was not a good person, even though she was hurt badly by him, she still could not be heartless enough to completely break away from him.

If this were to happen now, she would definitely beat Liang Feifan into a pulp!

Liang Feifan put one hand into his pocket while his other hand forcefully grabbed onto Ling Mo's slender arm. He gritted his teeth and said, "You really went through a lot of trouble just to get my attention."

"Move your dirty hands away."

Ling Mo frowned slightly, trying to break free from Liang Feifan's shackles.

With a push and a pull, the crisp sound of cloth tearing could be heard from Ling Mo's chest.

Everyone looked back and saw that the shoulder straps of Ling Mo's gown had broken. Two soft pink straps were hanging on her chest.