Ling Momo sat down stiffly and immediately heard Li Qingshen's voice, devoid of any emotion, "How have you decided to handle this matter?"
Ling Momo could detect the accusatory tone in Qingshen's words. She felt slightly fearful, bowed her head, and didn't dare to look at him.
How to handle it?
How else could it be handled?
A bitter taste rose from the bottom of Momo's heart. She struggled to tug at the corners of her lips and said, "About that night, I am very sorry, truly sorry. I hope you won't be angry!"
Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo and his lips curled up into a mocking smile. In his indifferent tone, he continued her sentence, "You expect me not to be angry? How could I not be angry when my brother's girlfriend sneaks into my room in the middle of the night and climbs into my bed?"
"Although I, Li Qingshen, like you Ling Momo, I do have my limits. If one day Su Chen finds out about what happened between us, tell me, how should I explain it to my brother?"
