Li Qingshen was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect that she would understand what he was doing that night. She looked at her silent for a while, lowered her eyelids, and said "um" again.

For some reason, although he still looked lukewarm, Ling Momo felt that he was not as difficult to contact with before.

This person is always like this. She obviously did nothing, and he was angry, and she obviously did nothing, and he was inexplicably happy.

Ling Momo curled her lips and ate a few bites of food. When she thought of overhearding his phone call in the afternoon, she didn't think much about it: "Teacher, are you really not planning to go back to the United States? I think you should think carefully, after all, you have worked hard for so many years..."

Li Qingshen looked up at her.

Touching his eyes, Ling Momo realized that she seemed to have passed. She opened her mouth, bit the spoon, and said, "Teacher, I didn't mean to listen to it on purpose in the afternoon, but I happened to wake up and heard a few words."

She thought Li Qingshen would be unhappy.

Unexpectedly, he just stared at her quietly for a few seconds, then lowered his head and went to drink the soup without saying anything.

Maybe his good temper gave Ling Momo the courage, and he could also play every girl who was curious about this affectionate scene. Ling Momo hesitated for a while and asked: "Teacher, you gave up your achievements abroad for the sake of a person. Don't you really regret it?"

Li Qingshen frowned.

Ling Momo admitted without hesitation: "Teacher, I just asked casually."

She thought Li Qingshen would not accept her words, so she bowed her head obediently to cook rice.

The dining table was quiet for about ten seconds, and a very faint voice suddenly came from the opposite side: "Repent."

Ling Momo blinked and raised her head.

Facing her gaze, Li Qingshen looked into her eyes and said, "I regret it's too late to come back."

Ling Momo's fingertips holding the spoon trembled slightly. He was obviously not saying this to her, but she didn't know what was going on, but she was emotionally fluctuated by his words.

regret.

He said he regretted it.

But what I regret is not that I gave up the achievements I managed, but that I regret that I came back too late.

Ling Momo's mind appeared again in the afternoon, when he was lying on the white sofa, looking at the man standing facing the window, and rejecting the call from the MIT principal in fluent English.

She looked at him and opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment. She thought about it and asked in desperation: "Teacher, is the person who makes you regret coming back too late, a man or a woman?"

Li Qingshen: "..."

…

The chat that day ended there.

After returning home from Li Qingshen’s villa, Ling Momo put all his thoughts on the game preparations in the next few days.

Time flies quickly, and Tuesday is coming. Ling Momo learned from the last lesson and went to SE early.

As the saying goes, the enemy is narrow. Ling Momo rushed into the SE building and saw the elevator that had just closed the door. He subconsciously reached out and pressed it down.

The elevator door opened again and she saw Jian Chenxi standing inside.

She and Jian Chenxi looked at each other for a while, and stepped into the elevator as if she didn't exist.

Since learning that Ling Momo is a student of Myth, Jian Chenxi has had a bad temper these days, and now when she meets her, her face looks even more ugly.

Neither of the two people in the elevator talked to, but Jian Chenxi's eyes looked at Ling Momo standing beside him from time to time.

Because today we need a competition, Ling Momo went out and specially cleaned up herself, looking particularly energetic.

The elevator door opened, Jian Chenxi withdrew her gaze that fell on Ling Momo, and walked out with a look of being arrogant in her high heels.

Ling Momo is a signed young singer from SE. She has her own independent dressing room than Jian Chenxi. Although the two of them are in a turbulent situation, they still part ways in the makeup area.

Ling Momo had many experiences singing on stage when she was in college, but this time it was different from every time before, and she was still a little nervous.

The young lady who put on her makeup was very gentle. She probably saw her uneasiness. After putting on her makeup, she kindly reminded her: "Ms. Ling, do you want to go to the bathroom? You will have a competition later."

Ling Momo felt that sitting here would only become more and more nervous, and there were people coming and going, so he couldn't calm down at all. It would be better to go to the bathroom compartment and calm down alone.

SE's bathroom was very large and very quiet, all of which were small compartments. Ling Momo chose the innermost compartment and walked in. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he slowly closed his eyes and slowly played back the lyrics of the song he was about to sing in his heart.

The lyrics floated by word in the heart, and Ling Momo's originally nervous mood calmed down little by little. Then she slowly stood up, looked at the girl inside through the mirror, gave herself a smile, and raised her hand. Just when she was about to go out, she heard a sound of high heels and a familiar sound quality from outside the door.

"Niange, I've already arrived at ES. When will you arrive?"

It was Jian Chenxi's voice.

Ling Momo originally wanted to push away the small compartment and paused slightly.

The sound of high heels was getting closer and closer, and then he stepped into the small compartment beside him, and the door closed sounded.

"It's about to get out of the elevator? Then you wait for me at the bathroom door, and we'll go in together. Well... it's okay, I have nothing to worry about and get angry. Didn't you think Ling Momo's teacher would be a myth? That day you sent her a text message and released her pigeon, which made her not participate in the competition. This has already helped me..."

Jian Chenxi said something in detail next, but Ling Momo didn't listen to a word.

There was only one sentence in my mind, "That day you sent her a text message and released her pigeon, which made her not participate in the competition. This is already helping me."

It turned out that that night, Lu Niange asked her to make a fake invitation and help Jian Chenxi.

Ling Momo couldn't tell what kind of emotions were floating in his heart, but he just felt it was a bit ridiculous.

Jian Chenxi in the next cubicle stopped talking, Ling Momo pursed her lower lip slightly, walked out, washed her hands slowly, and left the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom door is a long corridor with a low-key and simple style. Apart from some bonsai and murals made of singer photos, there is no other decoration.

She walked two steps out and saw Lu Niange standing not far away.
Chapter completed!