Chapter 17: Tears for That Scumbag >

ven need to be talented and well-read. All she needs is to be physically and mentally healthy, happy, and have a carefree and blissful life.But conversely, for his son, he had much stricter demands.As...Because, just in this inadvertent moment, Liang Yimo felt that the man in front of her was somewhat similar to the man who broke into her house that night and was saved by her.

It's not just a little bit alike, it's getting more and more similar the longer I look!

"You…"

Liang Yimo wanted to speak but stopped, feeling that such a coincidence should not exist in this world.

"Give me your ID," the man said, a smile as warm as spring sunshine gracing his face.

He had a pair of sharp and piercing black eyes, cold and deep, yet his gaze was gentle.

And, he also bore a striking resemblance to the man she had saved.

Liang Yimo dazedly handed the ID card in her hand to the man, her mind a little absent.

The man took Liang Yimo's ID card and said to the staff at the window, "Hello, please help me cancel this ticket and buy a new one with this ID card."

"Alright, please wait a moment."

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"Please keep your ticket and ID. Have a pleasant journey!"

"Here, take this ticket!" The man smiled knowingly, shoving the ticket and ID card into Liang Yimo's hands, then gracefully turned and walked away.

"Wait..." I haven't given you the money...

After regaining her senses, Liang Yimo looked around the bustling ticket hall, but the handsome man had long since vanished.

But she finally got the ticket to Hama City.

Liang Yimo took the ticket and boarded the express train. Under the guidance of the attendant, she realized that the ticket was actually for "first-class soft sleeper"!

The flight attendant pushed open the car door and smiled, inviting Liang Yimo into the cabin.

When Liang Yimo walked in, there was already a man sitting on the sofa in the luxurious compartment, talking to someone on the phone.

And this man… was just the man who gave her this train ticket!

Liang Yimo was instantly overjoyed.

"I've already gotten on the train, if the car breaks down, just send someone to tow it! Well, I'm in an online meeting right now, let's talk about other things later."

The man finally hung up the phone. Just as Liang Yimo wanted to hand him the fare, the man picked up his headset again, placed a silver laptop on his lap, and spoke in fluent English.

Liang Yimo leaned in and took a look, only to find that this man was chatting with several foreigners in suits.

Well... that's impressive!

Liang Yimo gracefully returned to her seat and surveyed the luxurious sleeper car compartment. Beneath the two single beds were two sofas, with a shared coffee table in between. The coffee table had a mobile phone for internal use, as well as a television and a private bathroom. The carriage also provided wireless internet access.

The interior of the carriage was a luxurious gold, giving it an air of opulence.

Seeing that the man seemed to be going to chat for a long time, Liang Yimo could only lie on the sofa and browse the phone, playing until halfway through, her stomach began to rumble.

Liang Yimo only then remembered that she hadn't had dinner. She had been in such a rush to catch the train just now that she hadn't bought anything to eat.

After about an hour, the man finally took off his headset and closed his laptop.

Liang Yimo hurriedly got up from the sofa and smiled at the man, greeting him proactively: "Hello! Thank you for returning my ticket. How much does the ticket cost I'll pay you."

The man finally looked at Liang Yimo when he heard what she said.

As a result, before the man could speak, Liang Yimo's stomach suddenly made an ungraceful "gurgling" sound.

Liang Yimo suddenly felt awkward.

The man chuckled softly, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and looked at Liang Yimo, asking, "Is there anything you don't eat"

Liang Yimo unconsciously shook her head.

The man continued to order food with the flight attendant on the phone.

"Coincidentally, I haven't had dinner either. Let's eat together."

After hanging up the phone, he smiled and said.

Liang Yimo seemed to understand that the man intentionally didn't want to take her ticket money, so she stopped asking.

After the flight attendants delivered the meal, the man took out his own chopsticks and unintentionally saw that the woman sitting opposite him was looking at him with embarrassment.

Perhaps feeling too self-conscious, the man put away his spare chopsticks and picked up a disposable pair to eat with Liang Yimo.

Liang Yimo hurriedly said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, just eat as you normally do."

She said, a blush creeping across her face.

The man smiled faintly and elegantly ate with disposable tableware.

Liang Yimo ate while secretly glancing at the man.

He carried himself with the air of a nobleman, which felt out of place in this setting. Although this was a "first-class sleeper car," it still seemed somewhat beneath him.

Perhaps the difference between people lies here.

After the meal, the flight attendant cleared away the meal trays from the table. Neither Liang Yimo nor the man spoke much to each other.

Liang Yimo was bored and playing games on her phone when her childhood friend, Ye Meijia, suddenly sent her a WeChat message.

MOMO, Woooooo—this baby is heartbroken, please comfort me! — Ye Meijia.

Heartbreak! Liang Yimo was slightly taken aback and quickly replied with a comforting "hug" emoji.

He cheated! Right here in our apartment, he slept with my college roommate and I caught them red-handed! — Ye Meijia.

Liang Yimo saw the message Ye Meijia sent and fell silent for a moment.

Such a similar plot happened to her as well.

He Mingxu, with feet in two boats, still said such matter-of-fact things to her after the fact, truly hurting her heart.

Liang Yimo also needed comfort, so she didn't know how to comfort Ye Meijia, who was in the same boat as her!

Actually, compared to Ye Meijia, what happened to her was even more tragic.

Then, Ye Meijia sent another message.

Isn't it so over-the-top This kind of outrageous thing actually happened to me. — Ye Meijia.

Jiajia, don't be sad. Crying for that jerk isn't worth it! —Liang Yimo.

This sentence, Liang Yimo also said to herself.

Momo, I want to hear you sing "I'm So Happy" for me. - Ye Meijia.

When she was in middle school, whenever there was a KTV gathering, Liang Yimo was a true microphone queen. She sang even better than the original singers. No wonder she was a Miao girl; Miao girls are known for their beautiful singing and dancing.

I am on the train now, it's inconvenient to sing for you! — Liang Yimo.

I really want to hear you sing, just like a comfort to an old friend far away! MoMo, please do it for me, I'm almost heartbroken. — Ye MeiJia.

Liang Yimo looked at the small request Ye Meijia sent over and raised her eyes to look at the man sitting on the opposite sofa, still working on his laptop.

"That... mister... may I sing"

With a thick face, Liang Yimo asked. For her heartbroken childhood friend, she decided to go all out.

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