Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Do you know why I told you not to tell anyone that Li Qingshen is the legend and you are his student?”

Ling Momo looked at Li Qingshen steadily, a hint of doubt appearing in her clear black eyes. “I don’t know.”

“Because it’s embarrassing.” Li Qingshen’s words were merciless.”Because you’re easily led away by others. I, Li Qingshen, don’t keep useless people by my side!”

Ling Momo slowly furrowed her brows. “How am I useless?”

If Jian Chenxi had not framed her and trampled on her, she might have become a famous celebrity in the music industry.

Ling Momo’s fair face showed a touch of anger. She glared at Li Qingshen. “How am I useless?”

Li Qingshen squinted his deep eyes and looked at Ling Momo indifferently.

This was how she was. She was very useless.

She was too innocent and not good at pretending.

If she was not strong enough, she was destined to be the target of bullying.

It was a pity that she couldn’t see through his painstaking cultivation.

Li Qingshen didn’t say anything. He just turned around and walked out of SE company’s building.

Ling Momo took a deep breath and stepped forward to stop Li Qingshen. As if she had used all her strength, she asked again, “How am I useless? If Jian Chenxi didn’t use those despicable means to frame me, how could I be useless?”

Li Qingshen stopped in his tracks and stared at Ling Momo. His voice carried an undisguisable hint of mockery, “What’s the use of someone who can’t even learn how to ignore and be calm?”

Ling Momo could hear the hint in Li Qingshen’s words.

He was hinting that she was being led by the nose by Jian Chenxi and Lu Niange!

She could also feel the strong sarcasm in Li Qingshen’s words!

That kind of ridicule was particularly harsh.

Ling Momo raised her eyes and saw cold anger in Li Qingshen’s eyes. In the depths of the anger, there was a touch of sadness.

At this moment, Li Qingshen was like a god.

A God high above.

He scoffed at the sorrow and hatred in this world.

Ling Momo hated Li Qingshen’s attitude. It was as if nothing in the world was worthy of his attention.

He only had eyes for himself!

His eyes were sharp and fierce as if he was looking down on her.

Ling Momo suddenly became a little irascible and subconsciously retorted sharply, “Calm? Ignored?”

“You’re not me, so how do you know what I’ve been through?”

“How can I be calm? How can I ignore it? No one was willing to do this! I was forced to do this! I’m forced into a dead end!”

“You don’t know anything at all. You don’t have a backache when you’re talking while standing!

Li Qingshen frowned as he stared at Ling Momo. After the girl had finished shouting, he didn’t say a word.

He merely pushed Ling Momo’s figure away indifferently and left.

His attitude was arrogant.

It was as if the girl’s anger was childish and vulgar to him, and he could do without it.

Ling Momo watched as Li Qingshen drove away from her sight before she crouched on the ground weakly.

The opportunity that she had spent so much effort to get was lost just like that.

Ling Momo was indeed depressed.

However, after the sadness, Ling Momo knew that she had to start all over again.

She squatted in the lobby of SE for a long time. Her clothes, which had been drenched by the rain, were dry. The music from the competition upstairs had stopped. Only then did Ling Momo slowly come back to her senses, stand up, and went upstairs.