Ling Momo pouted her lips. It was obvious, one was in heaven, and the other on earth; they were worlds apart. So how could Li Qingshen possibly like her? Hence, it must be her, overthinking!
Definitely her overthinking...
Maybe, just now in the bathroom, Li Qingshen mistook her for the woman he liked, which explained why he said those words.
As Ling Momo considered this, her heart gradually calmed down, transitioning from the initial shock to a mysteriously somber mood.
Ling Momo hung her head low, silently went to the bed, and lay down. However, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, until her mobile phone rang. She picked it up and saw a WeChat message from Enson, "Get some rest early, good night."
Ling Momo couldn't help but curve her lips, the inexplicable heaviness in her heart dissipating like smoke. Holding her phone, she bit her lower lip, then replied, "Are you sleepy?"
"No," Enson replied, "What's up?"
"Chat with me for a bit!" Ling Momo added a smiley face.
