Lin Yiran, who was slumped on the ground, pursed her thin lips tightly and looked at the screen of her mobile phone with her body tensed.

Before she could respond, Bai Jingrou deliberately raised her tone, with a hint of pride in her words: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Gu Qingmo yourself."

As soon as Bai Jingrou finished speaking, Lin Yiran suddenly felt an unbearable pain in her chest. She lowered her chin and covered her chest. The pain that hit her instantly made her bite her lip desperately.

After adjusting for a few seconds, Lin Yiran slowly spoke: "I'm not interested in the things you said. I have other things to do next, so let's do this first..."

Lin Yiran endured her physical discomfort and hung up the phone.

Bai Jingrou's words echoed repeatedly in her ears.

If ME Clothing was really pushed to a dead end by the Li Group because of Lin Yiran, and ended up repeating the tragic fate of the Lin Group, Lin Yiran would feel more than guilty towards Gu Qingmo.

She leaned against the cabinet weakly and looked forward with empty eyes.

There will always be a relationship of interest between Li Hanxuan and her. Even if he makes a principled mistake, as long as Lin Yiran can be used endlessly by him, he will not choose to abandon Lin Yiran as a chess piece.

She is his wife and his pawn.

Lin Yiran clutched her chest tightly, her heart seemed to be torn apart mercilessly by Li Hanxuan and Bai Jingrou. They had no sympathy for this poor and inferior woman, no matter whether she was bruised or injured.

of grief.

They will never choose to stop.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Yiran finally dialed Gu Qingmo's number.

Based on her understanding of Gu Qingmo, Gu Qingmo should be running in the morning or having breakfast at this time.

"I'm Lin Yiran, I want to do something..."

Before Lin Yiran finished speaking, Gu Qingmo's voice directly interrupted Lin Yiran's words.

His voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness as if he had just woken up: "Send me your location and I will pick you up."

Lin Yiran stood up with difficulty, washed up and changed into jeans and a windbreaker. She picked up the black baseball cap that Ye Siyun had placed on the sofa and walked out of the villa.

Lin Yiran, who was standing outside the villa area, did not relax her vigilance. She looked around and found no sneaky people.

Until Gu Qingmo's car stopped in front of her.

She raised her wrist and glanced at the time. It had only been twenty minutes since she and Gu Qingmo hung up the phone.

Lin Yiran frowned slightly, lowered the brim of her hat and opened the car door: "Mr. Gu."

A smile appeared on Gu Qingmo's lips. He pointed to the passenger seat and said, "Get in the car first."

"Okay." Lin Yiran couldn't refuse Gu Qingmo, so she could only sit in the passenger seat.

She lowered her chin, really seeing Gu Qingmo, but she didn't know where to start.

Gu Qingmo's car only smelled of tea, not cigarettes, nor strong perfume.

Lin Yiran, who felt sick early in the morning, adapted very well.

Compared with the discomfort of sitting in Li Hanxuan's car, it was much more comfortable in Gu Qingmo's car.

Gu Qingmo handed the packed hot milk to Lin Yiran: "Didn't you sleep much? Your face looks so bad."

Taking the hot milk from Gu Qingmo's hand, Lin Yiran's suppressed emotions were slightly relieved.

She pursed her lips and said her thoughts truthfully: "I wanted to say it on the phone, but now I have to trouble you to pick me up from so far away."


Chapter completed!