C1 Aren't We Supposed to Get Back Together

At the noisy symphony scene, Mo Mi stood beside the piano in a light purple long pleated skirt. She was elegant, noble, and so beautiful that people could not move their eyes away.

Mo Mi looked at the empty seats below the stage and frowned slightly. Her eyes were full of hesitation.

If she completed this performance, she would become a genius pianist. From then on, she would become famous with both fame and fortune.

However, it was Chu Lingfeng who benefited from it. She would never be stupid enough to be manipulated by him in her next life.

Mo Mi jumped off the stage and said loudly, "I'm sorry, find someone else!"

She stood at the entrance of the Stellar Hotel and used the connections of the Mo family to successfully get the room card. The corners of her mouth curled up mercilessly and coldly.

Chu Lingfeng, using my money to get such a good room, isn't it a bit too much? Mo Mi pressed the 12th floor.

She touched the door handle and found that the door was not closed. Ha, cheating. She was not afraid of people running into her. She was also bold.

At this time, the sound of water stopped. The bathroom door opened and water flowed along the lines of his muscles. His lower body was only wrapped in a bath towel. It was loose and collapsed, ready to fall at any time.

"Ah, who are you? Why are you in my boyfriend's room?" Mo Mi covered her eyes and turned around.

Duanmu Yun calmly put on his clothes and walked to her side. He leaned over to look at her and took the room card from her hand.

"Miss, this seems to be my room."

Mo Mi looked back at the room number. It seemed, it seemed, or perhaps, she lowered her head. She had walked into the wrong room.

"The model is in position, ready to start work at any time." A voice suddenly came from the hotel's landline.

Mo Mi suddenly had a plan in her mind. "You are a model? Do me a favor and this one hundred thousand is yours."

She stuffed the card into his hand and pulled him to open Chu Lingfeng's door. She tiptoed and kissed his neck, and placed his hand on her waist.

"No, don't be like this." Her voice was seductive and bone-piercing, giving herself goosebumps.

Duanmu Yun lowered his head and kissed her lips. She widened her eyes in fear and took the opportunity to take advantage of her mother.

He approached her ear and said seductively, "That's true."

Mo Mi steeled her heart and threw everything out. Her hands softly wrapped around his neck as she tried her best to cooperate with him.

Chu Lingfeng felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, so he put on his bathrobe and went out. He clenched his fists and his eyes burned with anger as he attacked Duanmu Yun from the side.

Duanmu Yun held her in his arms, grabbed his fist with one hand, controlled him, and flung her away with disdain.

Mo Mi stepped out of his arms, kicked open the door, and the woman on the bed was extremely panicked.

Chu Lingfeng said angrily, "I have been with her for so long that I can't even bear to touch her with one finger. I let you take advantage of me. Pah, pretty boy."

She pulled Zhu Zhu's hair and pulled her out. "Chu Lingfeng, explain!"

Duanmu Yun quickly threw a punch with his other hand. He covered his abdomen and fell to the ground. He was in so much pain that he could not speak.

He shook his shoulder. Chu Lingfeng did not say anything. He wanted to hit her lightly, but now, his eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness.

Zhu Zhu immediately broke free of her restraints and ran over. She hugged him and used her body to protect him. Zhu Zhu's reaction completely wiped away the trace of reluctance in her heart.

However, Chu Lingfeng's hand reached towards Mo Mi. She did not hesitate to pull Duanmu Yun and turned around to leave. It was as cold as ice and bones.

Mo Mi walked out of the hotel and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The corner of her mouth rose as she faced the sun.

She turned her head and touched the fabric of his clothes. It felt pretty good. It was just that she had never seen the logo on it.

"Are your clothes sponsored? In order to thank you for that punch, let's go shopping!"

A red Ferrari steadily drove into the underground parking lot of the mall. Mo Mi unbuckled her seatbelt and got down from the driver's seat.

"I will pay for all your expenses today. First of all, oh, I will pick a few decent clothes for you." Mo Mi lightly knocked on the roof of the car with her fingers.

Duanmu Yun lowered his head and took a look. Was he not wearing decent clothes? This was...

"What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and catch up." Mo Mi waved at him.

She walked into the men's counter and picked a few casual clothes. "Go and try it!"

The clerk recognized him at a glance. "Mr. Duanmu..."

He made a silent gesture and took the clothes into the fitting room. The door opened and the wine-red guard clothes and black casual pants made him feel comfortable and lazy.

Coupled with his British face, it was simply mesmerizing. Mo Mi nodded her head in satisfaction. He was indeed worthy of being a model. He could even put on such ordinary clothes.

She chose two suits and paid the bill together. He put the things in the car but his phone vibrated.

Duanmu Yun took a look and immediately turned the phone off. He raised his eyebrows, looking very interested.

"Let's have dinner together!"

"If you don't want to eat, I'll send you back to the hotel!" She directly got into the car.

Chu Lingfeng had already called her for the entire afternoon. He had also whetted up her appetite, so she should teach him a good lesson.

She put him down at the entrance of the hotel and drove away. Duanmu Yun did not dare to believe that he was rejected by a girl.

He took out his phone. "Put down your work and help me investigate a person." Duanmu Yun immediately hung up and sent the photo to him.

There was quiet music in the coffee shop.

Mo Mi looked at the coffee that had been ordered in front of her and opened the bag. Gulp. A bottle of mineral water of 300 milliliters could be seen at the bottom.

She placed the bottle on the table. "What else do you want to say to me?"

Chu Lingfeng held her hand. "Mi, I know I was wrong. I really don't know how that person climbed into my bed."

"How did he climb up? Of course, he depended on his legs." Mo Mi looked indifferent.

"Mo Mi, as long as you are willing to return to my side, I don't mind the matter between you and that gigolo."

He was nervous and uneasy, as if he was begging his beloved girlfriend to get back together. With such a hypocritical face, how could she have been loyal to him back then?

She supported her cheeks with both hands and looked at him, but her thoughts drifted somewhere.

Chu Lingfeng said a lot. When he saw her swaying her mind, disgust flashed through his eyes, but his lips raised into a warm smile.

He patiently patted the back of her hand. "Mi, I..."

"I agree!"

" Ah?" He had yet to react.

"Didn't you want to get back together? You don't mind what happened between me and him. I love you so much, so there's no reason for me to break up with you."

The corner of Mo Mi's mouth rose, but she looked relaxed and indifferent.

Chu Lingfeng looked at her. He kept feeling that the Mo Mi in front of him, the one he knew, liked to stick to him and run behind him with her tail. It was a little different.

She smiled and went over, "Is there any show later?"

"I'll listen to you." The familiar feeling returned, and he immediately removed his loving gaze from his heart.

Mo Mi got up. "Oh right, from today onwards, I won't transfer money to your card anymore. You know, my parents hate men who don't do proper work the most. I want you to get married."

She put on a lovable appearance for the sake of their future, so he could not refute.

When she turned around, a disdainful smile appeared on her face. She had used up most of the money to get a room today. She even used the Boerkov champagne, 99 red roses, and the presidential suite. Tsk tsk, it could be seen that she had put in a lot of effort!