very well. I wonder if you’d be interested in joining our table and playing a game with me If you help me win, I’ll cover all your expenses here tonight, including your friend’s.” The man said genero..."Mo, Mo, Mo..." Leng Zhujing's eyes flickered, his low voice choked with emotion, "Is it really you Are you really still alive"

Tong Yi Mo blinked her eyes, looking at this man. She was wondering if he knew her when the man strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her in front of him, giving her a full embrace.

Ling Zhujing held Tong Yimo tightly, so tightly that she had trouble breathing.

"Sir..." Tong Yimo used all her strength to push Leng Zhujing away, then glared at him with disgust. "Please respect yourself!"

"Mo Mo, I'm Xiao Wei, you..." Leng Zhujing wanted to speak but stopped. When he met Tong Yi Mo's eyes, all he saw was a strange look in them.

"I'm sorry! I really don't know you!" Tong Yimo suppressed her anger, but she still said it with a bad tone.

"Mo Mo, you...forgot" Leng Zhujing stepped forward, his hands tightly gripping Tong Yi Mo's shoulders, asking in disbelief, "You forgot about me"

Tong Yimo moved away from Leng Zhjing's hand and took a step back, maintaining a distance from him: "Sir, I really don't know you. I have something to do, so I'll go first."

"Mo Mo, take a closer look at me, it's Xiao Wei. We've known each other since we were young, we were even husband and wife once. We..." Leng Zhu Jing again grabbed Tong Yi Mo's wrist, pulling her in front of him. When he wanted to say those words, he couldn't utter them anymore.

Tong Yimo then took a closer look at the man in front of her. He resembled Leng Yeshen in some ways, but he lacked that unique aura that distinguished Leng Yeshen.

But speaking of which...

She and he were once married!

What's going on

Tong Yimo's mind suddenly became a little muddled.

"Cold Day Scene, ah Cold Day Scene, I knew you still have feelings for Tong Yi Mo. You're so entangled with her, aren't you afraid your wife will make trouble with you"

Just as the two were at an impasse, Su Manxue's voice came from behind them.

Tong Yimo and Leng Zuojing looked at the sound at the same time, only to see Su Manxue stuffing her cell phone into her handbag and walking towards them with high heels, her gait alluring.

Su Manxue walked to Tong Yimo's side, her wrist adorned with a bag, and crossed her arms, grinning: "Since you have amnesia, let me refresh your memory! The man in front of you is a married man, and you, are the man's kept mistress."

"Su Manxue, what nonsense are you talking about" Leng Zhujing rebuked.

Tong Yimo was stunned.

“When you were with this man, you slept with him countless times, trying every position imaginable. This man was incredibly skilled in bed, able to completely captivate and satisfy you. However, he's a jerk! He got you pregnant and didn’t want to take responsibility. So he sent someone to force you to have an abortion at the hospital, claiming it was for your own good.” Su Manxue glared angrily at Leng Zhuijing, her words pouring out relentlessly.

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Leng Zhuxiang angrily scolded, "Su Manxue, that's enough! Don't talk nonsense in front of Mo Mo!"

Tong Yimo looked at the two of them, one sentence at a time, and couldn't help but interject, asking, "What you're talking about has nothing to do with me I don't even know either of you."

"How could it be okay He messed up your belly, making you unable to get pregnant. Don't you hate him" Su Manxue leaned in front of Tong Yimo, a smirk playing on her lips.

Leng Zhujing let go of Tong Yimo's hand, and with a burst of anger, grabbed Su Manxue's wrist and pulled her toward the corner of the corridor on the other side.

In the safety passage, Leng Zhurong flung Su Manxue against the wall and roared, “Su Manxue, what do you want”

Su Manxue rubbed her aching shoulder and chuckled, asking back, "What do you think I want Of course, it's to become the mistress!"

What she just said was actually a private matter between Su Manxue and Leng Zh Jing.

He nearly made her unable to bear children, could she not hate this man

But, hate as it may, she still wanted to marry this man.

Su Manxue didn't know what was wrong with herself.

Perhaps it's because we frequently sleep together, and feelings developed from that.

She knew that Leng Zhujing and Ji Siyan hadn't registered their marriage, they were just publicly recognized as a couple. Therefore, Su Manxue always hoped that Leng Zhujing would publicly announce that he and Ji Siyan had no feelings for each other anymore, that their marriage was broken, and they were divorced.

This way, she could be with him openly and honestly.

"We're just bed partners, you said that yourself." Leng Zhujing scoffed.

Su Manxue smiled dismissively: "What Just because you found Tong Yimo is still alive, you're so eager to distance yourself from me Don't you think that just because she forgot about you, she also forgot your big brother Do you know who Tong Yimo came to the banquet with today"

"Who is she with" Leng Zhujing frowned, instinctively questioning.

Su Manxue raised her lips and replied, "Your mother-in-law, Leng Yechen's mother. And Tong Yimo publicly called her 'Mom', so tell me, do you and Tong Yimo still have a chance"

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