Meng Qingtan didn't have Shen Lang's ability to turn the tables, even in the most desperate situations.
Faced with a boycott from the entire internet, all she could do was smash things and tremble.
She regretted it.
She regretted giving that bitch a chance to breathe, regretted not holding on tightly to Yun Mo and handing him over on a silver platter.
'Right, how could she not know the reason for the change in Yun Mo's attitude toward her?'
'If she had just bothered to look, how could she not have known they'd even had a candlelight dinner together?'
'Since the heavens had blessed her with such superb acting talent, why send a mere pretty face, a "flower vase," to take everything away from her?'
She sat on the sofa with her head down, the corners of her eyes holding faint tear tracks and a venomous glint.
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On Shen Lang's side, the system had already notified her that one of the female lead's side quests—the "Heartbreak Value"—was complete.
