The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

After the call ended, Leng Ruofei was already in tears.

She checked the entertainment news, and eye-catching headlines popped up one after another -

"68-year-old billionaire falls in love with 26-year-old fashion designer."

"At the funeral of the billionaire surnamed Mu, the secret lover was beaten."

"A well-known fashion designer was beaten at the funeral of Mr. Mu."

"68-year-old Mu Liangsheng passed away, and his 26-year-old lover and his first love were exposed."

……

Most media outlets quoted the words of Mr. Mu's daughter-in-law. The time was too short and there was no time to conduct a detailed investigation, but no one wanted to miss such a good opportunity.

Leng Ruofei saw photos of her being pushed to the ground from many angles, and even a video was leaked. In the video, the face of Mu Lao's daughter-in-law was mosaiced, and only her face was clear. And the cursing voice was also processed by technology, like the metallic voice of a robot.

She smiled bitterly and looked at the click-through rates of those news items. How could she not know that so many people liked to read this kind of gossip?

She thought, maybe tomorrow... or maybe she doesn't have to wait until tomorrow, she could see her being taken away by the police this afternoon. Yes, although the media didn't take a photo of her, there were facts, so what was there to worry about without evidence?

Leng Ruofei threw his phone onto the sofa and leaned back there, closing his eyes to rest. The pages he had just browsed were jumping in front of his eyes, flashing by frame by frame, from clear to blurry, and then to chaos.

Yes, from the moment she came into contact with Mu Liangsheng, she knew she could not escape the reporters.

But when Mu Liangsheng was around, she didn't have to worry at all. He would take care of everything. Wouldn't she just stay safe and sound under his protection?

One hand habitually pressed the pendant on her chest. She unbuttoned the collar of her pajamas and pulled out the pendant. It should be a ring that she picked up at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

During one of her outings, she encountered an avalanche. After waking up from her coma, she found herself lying in a snow pit. Just when she was glad that she was not buried by the collapsed snow mountain, she luckily found it frozen on the ground, shining brightly under the light of the snow.

So she found a way to take it out, and the blood amber was separated from the ring.

Although the ring was made of pure silver and looked expensive, it was frozen and difficult to pull out. So she only took the blood amber with her. As if to commemorate her escape from death, she used it as a necklace pendant and always wore it on her body.

Strangely enough, it seemed to have a spirit. Every time she looked at it, she seemed to see its different postures, sometimes dancing, sometimes quiet, which made her intoxicated.

Whenever she feels lonely, it is like an old friend, accompanying her, listening to her voice, making her feel warm, and her life seems to have more colors. She believes in fate, and it is destined to be with her.

The doorbell rang, and a waitress came in with a food cart. It was the food delivery service she ordered. She asked what day it was, and the answer she got was the same as Xiao Yiyang's. She was really going crazy! She didn't know what went wrong.

When the waiter walked out, she heard whispers in the corridor. She knew without thinking that they must be gossiping about her.

Leng Ruofei fell back on the bed exhausted. Although his stomach ached, he couldn't eat anything.

——Please collect it! It will get hot slowly~~~~~~~