Lingfei was cold and glanced at the corners of her mouth.

"You don't have to look at me like this. In early summer, don't think I don't know those careful thoughts in your heart. What you say is to help me play the games I've played. In fact, you just want to borrow my identity to find an excuse to approach Mo Ling." Lingfei said angrily, her face flushed like rouge.

She felt used when she was in the village.

Early summer could not believe her ears. It was like a bolt from the blue, and someone poured a basin of cold water from head to foot, which made her shiver.

She looked at Ling Fei, who was very angry, and her doubts turned into surprise.

"Is that what you think of me?" She pointed to herself and asked Ling Fei.

If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she really didn't believe that Lingfei said those words just now.

Lingfei sneered, and her voice was also very cold.

"That's enough. Stop pretending." She snorted coldly and said, "you think I can't see it! What do you say this time to help me play games, but your real purpose is to find an excuse to get along with Mo Ling. Last time, you went to Mo's house to find me in the middle of the night just to seduce Mo Ling. Now, you've succeeded. Are you satisfied?"

Lingfei's words are full of thorns and sarcasm.

In early summer, she was stunned, as if she had been beaten on her head, with golden stars.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Ling Fei..." Chu Xia shook his head again. "How can you say such a thing?"

Early summer's face turned pale due to heart spasm. Her best friend, who tried so hard to help, would doubt herself like this.

Ling Fei did not change her judgment because of the questioning in early summer.

She turned and turned her back to early summer. Her voice was still very cold.

"Your goal has been achieved, early summer. That's it. Please don't use me in the future."

Then Lingfei lay back on the bed again, and then pulled the bed curtain up without leaving a gap, as if she didn't want to say more to her so-called friend Chu Xia.

Early summer was like falling into an ice cellar. The cold spread from the bottom of her heart to her limbs.

Under the white fluorescent lamp, her face was as white as a layer of powder.

She stood there for a long time without speaking or moving, but the corners of her eyes were wet. After a while, two tears fell down her eyes.

She cried.

She is not afraid of being misunderstood or ridiculed by others. Even she doesn't care that others talk about her behind her back and speak ill of her. But what she never expected was that she thought her best friend would see herself like this.

She did not expect that in Lingfei's eyes, she was actually a vain woman who could do anything to find a rich man.

Ling Fei thought so of her.

On the bed, Ling Fei covered her head with a quilt. She held the quilt tightly in one hand and clenched the other hand into a fist shape.

At the thought of what happened these two days, she was irritable and even angry.

Mo Ling knew himself first. They met him first. Moreover, he was also very concerned about himself and would go to the hospital to see him. Worried that they are in danger, they will go to the road to find themselves in the middle of the night.

Obviously, he cares about himself very much.