Shen Ting slightly turned his head to look at Wu Mangmang.

Her short hair was very spirited, her face glowing with radiance. Although her eyes were still slightly red, you could no longer tell she was the girl who had just been kissing her little boyfriend at the airport with tears and snot all over her face.

The overhead light shone on her face, making her skin appear strangely translucent, crystal clear.

Wu Mangmang awkwardly withdrew her head. Shen Ting seemed to dislike being disturbed and didn’t like talkative women.

And their last meeting hadn’t been particularly pleasant either.

“Sorry to bother you. I just thought it was such a coincidence meeting here, so I came to say hello.” Wu Mangmang awkwardly scratched her hair, indicating she was just being a polite good girl.

Of course, as Lu Sui’s good friend, there really wasn’t much to say when they met now.

Wu Mangmang raised the partition. Since sleepiness had disappeared, she simply took out her graduate entrance exam politics materials from her bag. She found it adorably ridiculous that she didn’t forget to review politics even while traveling.

But politics was such a boring subject. Since the plane provided internet service, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help scrolling through Weibo again.

Everyone was drooling over her little fresh meat William, so Wu Mangmang uploaded another photo of herself pillowing on William’s bronze-colored abs.

WeChat showed a private message coming in. Wu Mangmang clicked to see it was actually the long-disappeared Zhenwo Fengcai.

“Did you and Lu Sui really break up?” —Zhenwo Fengcai

What real or fake?

Wu Mangmang replied with a “Yes.”

“Why?”

Why? Incompatible personalities. Wu Mangmang had just typed a few words when she reconsidered. It was boring on the plane anyway, might as well have some entertainment.

This person was so gossipy, might as well satisfy his curiosity.

“Didn’t I tell you before? He’s big and good in bed, three times a night. I’m delicate and tender and couldn’t handle it, so we broke up.” —by Wu Mangmang

“Pure nonsense.” —by Zhenwo Fengcai

“How do you know I’m talking nonsense? Did you try him yourself?” Wu Mangmang pouted.

The other person didn’t answer, instead asking: “How’s your little boyfriend?”

“Fantastic. Foreign guys’ size, you know. Young and skilled.” Wu Mangmang typed while humming, “Although I’m young, my skills are high…”

“Didn’t you say you couldn’t even handle Lu Sui, yet you can handle your little boyfriend?” Zhenwo Fengcai cornered Wu Mangmang.

Her lie exposed, fortunately it was online. Wu Mangmang decided to simply stop replying.

“Liar, angry?” —by Zhenwo Fengcai

Your whole family are liars!

Embarrassed and angry, Wu Mangmang felt politics was more lovable after all.

“Lu Sui pays attention to health cultivation.” Zhenwo Fengcai sent another private message. “Him not touching you doesn’t necessarily mean you’re not good.”

Holy crap!

What kind of ghost was this? Actually, actually guessed everything correctly.

Health cultivation?!

Such a high-end lifestyle, Wu Mangmang thought. Should he also practice alchemy or something?

Although Taoism had bedroom arts, generally it still emphasized restraining desires.

But Wu Mangmang wasn’t easily fooled – her major wasn’t for show after all.

Didn’t Taoist health cultivation also say that virgin’s red pills were greatly nourishing?

So, what health cultivation nonsense!

But thinking again, this person even knew Lu Sui practiced health cultivation, which she didn’t even know.

Wu Mangmang had to start guessing who Zhenwo Fengcai was again.

Should be someone very close.

Friend? Lu Lin? Assistant Peng Ze? Old butler Peter? Or maybe housekeeper Annie?

There were too many options.

Wu Mangmang imagined the meticulous and serious Peter being curious about Lu Sui’s private life. The image was really adorable.

But it probably wasn’t him.

Weibo finally returned to calm, but after a long while, Zhenwo Fengcai became active again.

How bored must this person be? Wu Mangmang thought.

“Your short hair is very pretty.” Very young, very pure, very makes people want to…

Seeing this message, Wu Mangmang suddenly looked at the partition, then squinted her eyes. Should she trust her intuition?

But wasn’t this private message’s style too different from Shen Ting’s?

But how did he know she and Lu Sui hadn’t done it?

Peter should know, because he’d be aware of things like changing bed sheets.

Annie might also know.

Would Lu Sui’s good brothers know?

Couldn’t imagine three big men discussing private lives together.

But if girls were close enough, they would discuss it.

Wu Mangmang secretly stood up, poked out half her head to look toward Shen Ting. This person was sleeping with eyes closed, no communication devices visible in range.

Was it him or not?

Wu Mangmang sat back down properly, biting her finger.

Actually, she had always leaned toward Zhenwo Fengcai being Ning Zheng – she always spoke freely with him, being a playboy and all.

But if it was Shen Ting instead?

Wu Mangmang knocked her head against the partition. She was scared!

Better just block him decisively.

If it really was Shen Ting, Wu Mangmang just wanted to say everyone was sick, caring so much about Lu Sui’s private life – could they be potential gays?

When getting off the plane, Wu Mangmang had quite a bit of luggage. Women just loved shopping. Fortunately, Shen Ting and his entourage were all elite gentlemen, happy to serve ladies.

“Is someone picking you up?” Shen Ting asked, pushing Wu Mangmang’s luggage cart.

Wu Mangmang shook her head.

Her return flight ticket was also bought on impulse.

“I’ll give you a ride,” Shen Ting said.

Although she could take a taxi, she had too much luggage and it seemed taxi trunks couldn’t fit it all, so she could only nod.

But since Shen Ting had become her suspect, being together was particularly awkward.

Wu Mangmang barely spoke the whole way.

Shen Ting spoke even less.

“Is my short hair pretty?” Wu Mangmang suddenly turned to ask Shen Ting when getting out of the car.

Shen Ting looked and said, “Pretty.”

Wu Mangmang observed carefully for several seconds but finally gave up. Poker faces really couldn’t reveal their cards.

Wu Mangmang returned home and called Ms. Liu, saying she’d send over the gift after taking the graduate entrance exam this weekend.

Ms. Liu indifferently said “mm.”

After sleeping peacefully, Wu Mangmang ordered takeout for dinner. She was eating kung pao chicken when her phone rang. Looking at it, it was actually Lu Sui.

Wu Mangmang casually threw the phone aside. Lu Sui had called many times over the past month, but Wu Mangmang never answered, which indirectly led to her habit of not staying in one city for more than two days.

Later Lu Sui stopped calling, but today he suddenly appeared again. Did he know she was back?

“Come down!” This time it was a Weibo private message.

You could tell it was Lu Sui’s account, named: Lu Sui Ren Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang’s finger rubbed across the screen, then gently put down the phone and continued eating with her head down.

Their business was ancient history, long since turned over. There was no need to meet.

But while her brain thought this way, her heart couldn’t help feeling sour. After Wu Mangmang ate a few mouthfuls of tear-soaked rice, she angrily slammed her chopsticks on the table.

So useless!

Wu Mangmang wiped her tears with her finger, but the more she wiped, the more came.

Too useless. Already grown up, yet when encountering problems she still only knew how to cry.

But she heard tears had detoxifying effects, so it wouldn’t hurt to cry a bit more.

Wu Mangmang walked to the window at the other end, slightly lifted the curtain, and looked down at the street. She could vaguely see many cars parked on the side.

Wu Mangmang thought Lu Sui was actually quite good at coaxing people, look at this username he chose.

Originally she wasn’t sure why Lu Sui wanted to see her, but now it seemed clear.

Whether a woman was truly breaking up with you was actually easy to judge.

If she went down at this time, that meant she was still hesitating, wanting to give the other party a chance to explain.

No matter how decisive or hurtful her words might be, she was actually just putting up a front.

And if she didn’t go down? Then the game was really over.

But actually most women would comfort themselves like this:

I’m just curious what he wants to say, I’m not actually trying to forgive him.

Curiosity killed the cat.

And cats didn’t have enough nine lives to be killed.

Wu Mangmang felt she couldn’t be fooled by stupid curiosity.

A good horse doesn’t eat grass behind it, especially when the next hand had already won.

Besides, if Lu Sui wanted to see her, why didn’t he come upstairs to block her?

Wu Mangmang only remembered in the middle of the night that this mansion required a card to activate the elevator.

Jet lag hadn’t been adjusted yet, causing some insomnia.

Wu Mangmang walked to the window and lifted the curtain. There seemed to still be cars parked below. She dug out binoculars from some corner and looked down.

A man was leaning against the car door with his head down, apparently smoking.

Wu Mangmang remembered Lu Sui didn’t seem to smoke.

But what if he started smoking now?

Wu Mangmang looked at the time on her phone – 4 AM.

She dressed again, gray fleece-lined leggings and a gray pullover hoodie, hair casually grabbed with her hands before putting on the hood.

Not exactly good-looking.

She hadn’t showered, washed her face, or even brushed her teeth.

Wu Mangmang just took her keys and phone and started walking out.

Sometimes for women, other people could be simply divided into two categories.

One category was those you must shower, wash your hair, do facials, and manicures before seeing.

The other category was those you’d see without doing any of the above.

Lu Sui had once been the first type for Wu Mangmang.

Standing at the elevator door, Wu Mangmang hesitated a bit.

If she went down now, she’d feel a bit cheap.

If she didn’t go down, she’d feel a bit “dramatic.”

So Wu Mangmang decided to go down to the 24-hour fast food restaurant to buy breakfast.

But actually, regardless of which, once she entered the elevator and pressed 1, the decision-making power would no longer be in her hands.

You think all the decision-making power is still in your hands? Actually it’s not.

If the other party coaxed well, everyone would be happy.

If they didn’t coax well, then they’d be strangers from then on.

The man smoking by the roadside turned out not to be Lu Sui.

Wu Mangmang was somewhat disappointed. She had thought he might break his principles for her, become frustrated and depressed enough to start numbing his nerves with nicotine. It was purely her own overthinking.

The driver was somewhat surprised when he saw Wu Mangmang appear, quickly stubbed out his cigarette, and opened the car door for Wu Mangmang.

Lu Sui’s face was hidden in darkness, his expression unclear.

When the car’s interior light came on, Wu Mangmang saw a trace of fatigue on his face, but even so he still sat very properly.

The self-deceiving excuse of buying breakfast was now thrown to the back of her mind. Wu Mangmang rubbed her hands together as she got into the car.

Suddenly she remembered Wang Yuan.

Some things, if not explained face to face, would indeed create lifelong knots in people’s hearts.

Faced with curiosity, any resistance was ineffective in the long run, just like reading a mystery story halfway and having it stop abruptly – you’d probably wonder for the rest of your life who the killer was and what the motive was.

So Wu Mangmang also wanted to know the reason she was dumped.

“Was it fun abroad?” Lu Sui asked.

“Fun. Can you turn off the lights?” Wu Mangmang asked.

The car interior returned to darkness. Borrowing the light from street lamps, people’s faces were hidden in light and shadow, more deceptive than darkness.

“You misunderstood some things,” Lu Sui said. “If I were to break up with you, I would tell you clearly in person.”