The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride
Chapter 77 The Torture is Too Horrible to Look At (7)

Chapter 77: Chapter 77 The Torture is Too Horrible to Look At (7)

But yesterday, after Ling Momo met Lu Niange again, she found her previous thoughts laughably naive.

She had loved Lu Niange for so many years, harbored a secret love, pursued, grieved, rejoiced, hesitated, never made a mistake... Later on, she also felt elation, happiness... But now, she was lost.

She didn’t know if Lu Niange had ever truly loved her.

Nor did she understand how Lu Niange could just forget and let go as he said he would.

Thinking it over and over, Ling Momo felt that she and Lu Niange were, in fact, already strangers to each other.

It was just that because he hadn’t said the words "let’s break up," she stubbornly refused to see the truth.

If she kept going on so unflinchingly, she’d spend her whole life spinning in Lu Niange’s vortex.

Instead of dryly waiting for Lu Niange to say to her, "Let’s break up,"

Why not take the initiative this time and say to Lu Niange, "Niange, let’s break up"?

In that six-year-long pursuit of love, Ling Momo was always in a reactive position, and even now, she wasn’t capable of being carefree,

But she thought she could at least preserve her last dignity, decisively cut through the entanglement between her and Lu Niange, and give each other a swift end!

Ling Momo trembled slightly at the thought, in fact, she knew that they were already as good as broken up, just without having said it.

Sometimes people are so foolish to think that not saying something can change anything.

But now, it was time to wake up from the dream.

Ling Momo knew there was no need to formally break up with Lu Niange, she was doing this only to say goodbye to her past self and thoroughly extinguish the last glimmer of hope in her mind.

Ling Momo stayed quiet for a long time, then climbed out of bed, picked out simple clothes, dressed, and carefully applied light makeup in front of the mirror.

Ling Momo looked at her reflection with satisfaction, feeling slightly dazed.

After a long while, she took a deep breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

During his junior year of college, Lu Niange had already broken into ES Music Entertainment Company, and had paid off a villa in the star-studded neighborhood of X city.

She had been there a few times.

To clean for Lu Niange, to tidy his room.

There actually was a maid to do those tasks, but women can be so silly, doing these things for a man when in love.

Back then, Ling Momo thought she was happy doing so.

Ling Momo took a taxi to the bottom of Lu Niange’s villa.

Finding Lu Niange’s front door, she rang the bell, but no one answered; Ling Momo thought that perhaps Lu Niange hadn’t returned.

So she waited at Lu Niange’s doorstep.

Around seven o’clock in the evening.

Lu Niange’s car drove up from a distance.

It was still that same BMW.

The car came to a slow stop, Lu Niange got out just in time to see Ling Momo standing aside, he was slightly stunned.

And as for Ling Momo, although she was here to free herself by breaking up, it still hurt like muscles being torn from bone.

Hurt as she might, Ling Momo wasn’t as spineless as she had been yesterday; rather, she approached Lu Niange with easy grace, offering a slight smile and calmly walked up to him, saying, "Niange."