So, Ling Momo responded with nothing more than a noncommittal curve of her lips, turning to leave. But before she could take a step, someone reached out from behind and wrapped an arm around her waist. Startled, Momo fell into an embrace as a voice filled with grievance rang out overhead, "My dear, so you were here!"
Ling Momo lifted her head and saw Li Qingshen's enviable face growing closer to her own. Her eyes widened in disbelief as the surreal moment unfolded before her.
Li Qingshen's extraordinarily handsome face was tinged with a pitiable look as he reached out to encircle Momo's delicate shoulders, continuing, "My dear, how could you treat me this way? Is it because I didn't answer your call? How could you just come to someone else's wedding on your own?"
Blinking in utter shock, Momo clenched her fist tightly. The pain as her nails dug into her palm was evidence enough that she wasn't dreaming.
The man before her was truly a god!
Her mentor, Li Qingshen!
