"You are Enson. You knew everything all along. Why have you been keeping it from me? Why..." Ling Momo started to speak impulsively, "You liar, you've been playing me this whole time. You... I..."
Ling Momo truly felt wronged.
If she had known earlier that Li Qingshen was Enson, she wouldn't have been so needlessly upset for so long. And they wouldn't have missed out on a whole year together!
Li Qingshen moved closer to Ling Momo, reached out, and drew her into his embrace, his tone light yet carrying a barely noticeable warmth, "I didn't mean to toy with you... When I had just returned to the country, a girl barged into my hotel room, flipped off the bathroom light with a smack, and then pushed her way in. I couldn't drive her away even by throwing things, and she hammered away with her high heel without any explanation..."
