Chapter 522: Chapter 522
Ling Momo felt a stabbing, burning pain at the bottom of her heart. A surge of rage suddenly erupted, "Endure it yourself! I’m telling you clearly now, I’m leaving the entertainment circle!"
Li Qingshen’s body stiffened, his gaze on Ling Momo became intensely piercing! Updates are released by novelꞁire.net
Leave the entertainment circle?
Could a single Jian Chenxi really sway her entire being?
Was she living for herself, or for that hatred?
Li Qingshen’s icy eyes flickered with a touch of anger. His voice was particularly stern as he spoke, his words sharp and ruthless, "Ling Momo, is that all the ambition you have? Living like a puppet! Do you think I want to work with Jian Chenxi? It was all for you!"
Listening to Li Qingshen’s tone, Ling Momo couldn’t help but raise her sharp reply, "For me? It’s for yourself, isn’t it? You care about your pride; you don’t want damaged goods. You want Ling Momo to be famous across Jiangnan so your legendary name will live on forever!"
"I’m telling you, Li Qingshen, you wish! You might control others, but you can’t control me!"
Li Qingshen’s hands clenched into fists.
He stared at her without speaking, his dark eyes reddening slightly.
On his exceptionally handsome face, not a ripple of emotion was visible.
In that instant, Ling Momo thought that Li Qingshen was going to explode with anger, but in the end, he miraculously calmed down.
No one knew how scarred his heart was at that moment.
His well-intentioned efforts had, in the end, led to such misconceptions from her.
Did she really believe he cared about that legendary status? That he did all this just to satisfy his pride and pursuit of perfection?
A decade’s hard work was just to fulfill her dream, and now, she so easily declared her exit from the entertainment circle—how could he bear it?
His wholehearted investment was just to help her through difficulties, and in return, he received her biting sarcasm and misunderstandings—how could he bear it?
How could he bear it?
Li Qingshen gazed quietly, his emotions churning and intermingling. After a long time, he finally spoke as if talking to himself, yet also as if talking to her. His tone was light, as soft as a whisper in the ear, gentle and tender, even carrying a trace of unusual emotion.
"Ling Momo... is this really what you think in your heart?"
Ling Momo, feeling puzzled by this version of Li Qingshen, but too enraged to think straight, just snorted after a moment of stunned silence, "Isn’t it? Li Qingshen, you have no idea how much I despise you!"
This time, Li Qingshen didn’t speak. He just quietly stared at Ling Momo. After a long while, he smiled faintly, so faintly it was nearly invisible, yet somehow desolate.
After a while, he nodded at her, then said, "Hating me—such nonsense doesn’t need to be mentioned again!"
Then, he turned and left.
His straight silhouette betrayed a sorrow that couldn’t be shaken off.
Always so arrogant and proud, now, even when the woman he deeply loved misunderstood him, that question, "Ling Momo, is this really what you think in your heart?" was already the utmost limit to which he could lower himself.