Chapter 523: Chapter 523

He had always been so proud, as proud as one could be. At this moment, even though the woman he deeply loved had misunderstood him, the phrase, "Ling Momo, is this really what you think in your heart?" was already the greatest extent to which he could lower his head. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel fire.net

He knew she would never understand what he had done.

Someone who had already been exiled by her from the world, no matter how he explained, she would not believe!

It was just like what she had said, "Li Qingshen, you really have no idea how much I hate you"... He knew this even without her telling him... Why waste words!

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From that day on, Ling Momo never saw Li Qingshen again.

Every day, the doctor would come to her bedroom to check her wounds.

Li Qingshen, who usually disliked having people at his villa, had a maid transferred from Li Mansion to take care of her daily needs.

Because of the incident, Ling Momo’s concert was canceled, and all the advertisements and programs that were supposed to collaborate with her had terminated their contracts. She now had nothing but an abundance of time.

Ten days later, the bandage on Ling Momo’s head was finally removed, and she was no longer in serious trouble. Naturally, she did not want to stay at Li Qingshen’s villa any longer.

She called Li Qingshen, telling him she planned to go back to her own home. Li Qingshen was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone before responding indifferently, "As you wish!"

Then he hung up the phone without waiting for her response.

Ling Momo lowered her eyelids, unable to clearly distinguish her feelings. She had the maid return directly to Li Mansion and then began packing her things.

The so-called "things" were what she had accumulated during her stay at Li Qingshen’s house.

She thought she might never come to this villa again.

So, it was better to take everything away all at once.

What she had left scattered around was gathered up into a large bag.

She thought to leave immediately after dressing, but realizing she hadn’t washed her hair in ten days, and seeing it clumped and greasy against her head was especially disgusting, she decided to wash her hair first in the bathroom.

The wound hadn’t completely healed, and Ling Momo tried hard not to wet it, but accidentally soaked it anyway, causing her to grimace in pain. Just as she was about to apply shampoo, she heard footsteps. Before she could look, a hand grabbed hers, followed by a voice saying, "Let me do it."

Ling Momo’s expression cooled down slightly; without a word, Li Qingshen didn’t speak either but carefully avoided her wound and washed her hair.

He controlled his strength very well, massaging her scalp at just the right pace, which was quite comforting.

Soon, Li Qingshen finished washing her hair and grabbed a towel to dry it.

Ling Momo glanced at Li Qingshen, then brushed past him, walked out, picked up her belongings, and headed for the door.

Li Qingshen stood at the bathroom door, watching her figure disappear without uttering a word and without following her out.

After a long time, he blinked, regaining his senses, and looked at the bedroom where the girl had stayed many times. Her scent still lingered there, but the belongings that were once hers were all gone.