Ning Qing stopped her ridicule, and there was a sharp coldness in her eyes. She bent down and said to Liu Ling, "You are such a weird organism. If you had really slept with Young Master Lu, you wouldn't want compensation, but you only want me to believe that Young Master Lu went on bed with you. How about you say it now? What are your motives?"
Liu Ling froze, and she suddenly realized that she rushed things too much, and her words had let the cat out of the bag.
Xiao Zhou had understood what was going on. She stretched out her hand to grip onto Liu Ling's hair and dragged pulled her off of the bed and said, "That's good. I bet that you thought of creating a show for Ning Qing to make her misunderstand Lu Shaoming. You actually want them to break up? You are so daring! Talk, who is the mastermind behind you?"
