Li Qingshen had received a message from Ling Momo on that day, but he never replied, and the two of them had not been in contact since. Alone in the villa, he would occasionally stare out the window, lost in thought.
The person had, over time, begun to use harsher and harsher language.
Their voice was loud, gradually drawing a crowd of onlookers to the spectacle.
Having lost her great-grandfather, Ling Momo was already heartbroken, and had not been resting well during this period. Naturally, she felt both anger and grievance at her core. Now, with the sound of swearing and cursing buzzing in her ears, it made her head feel like it was about to explode.
But as she was there to ask for help, she couldn't afford to argue with people. Momo tried to speak to the person in a gentle and pleasant tone, but the person couldn't care less about her, and the cursing became even more vigorous.
