Mo Jiaojiao was wearing a lavender silk nightgown. She rang the call bell at the head of the bed.

The bell rang three times, and the door was pushed open by the servant. Mo Jiaojiao raised her arm skillfully, and the servant took off her pajamas and changed her into clean new clothes.

Several people were behind her tidying her hair, and someone was brushing her teeth. Mo Jiaojiao didn't even open her eyes. The servant carefully wiped her face with a wet wipe, and Mo Jiaojiao finally woke up.

"No, he sent me back last night and left."

Wu Qian on the other end of the phone exclaimed in disbelief.

"I just sent you back and left. Are you sure this boyfriend is okay? Last night, I saw him with eyes that looked like he wanted to eat you up. It's impossible for him to leave a beauty like you like this and not be moved. "

In less than a moment, Mo Jiaojiao had finished her breakfast: warm milk, her favorite scrambled eggs with butter, soft toast with fresh ham, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a small bowl of golden bird's nest, and a small plate of fresh berries.

Mo Jiaojiao just needed to open her mouth. The servant fed her. She swiped her phone. She sent a message to Song Ming last night, but Song Ming didn't reply. She felt a little aggrieved and sent a few more messages, asking Song Ming why he didn't reply to her.

"Xixi, why do men act so hot and cold towards you? When they like you, they want to be with you all the time, but when they don't like you, they don't even remember you exist."

They just restarted the video, and now Wu Qian in the opposite screen was taking a bath in the bathtub. She had a facial mask on her face and a high-heeled glass in her hand was shaking.

"Isn't it obvious? They don't like you enough. Let me tell you, men are all cheap bastards. If you take the initiative, they will be disgusted by you. If you learn to ignore them and play hard to get, they will be unable to stop wanting you."

Mo Jiaojiao just took a bite of the scrambled eggs with butter. The eggs fried with good butter had a light milky aroma, which Mo Jiaojiao had always loved.

She supported her chin thoughtfully and thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with the answer. Maybe it was really like Wu Qian said, she was too good to Song Ming and kept him too close, so he didn't cherish her anymore.

"Xixi, why don't you teach me what I should do if my boyfriend does this?"

Wu Qian took a sip of red wine and a frivolous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"That's easy. Since he doesn't care about you, find a man to deliberately provoke him and ignore him to see if he gets angry or jealous. If he does, it means he still has you in his heart. If not, then the answer is obvious."

Mo Jiaojiao felt that what Wu Qian said made sense. If she wanted to find a man to stimulate Song Ming, who should she find? She suddenly thought of the passionate kiss last night. Well, Wei Zhao was ready, and Wei Zhao was not interested in her, so she didn't have to worry about the fake becoming real.

Song Ming looked at the poor woman crying in front of him, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Xue Jianing, what's the point of you saying this now? You were the one who chose to leave me in the first place, did you know that? You abandoned me when I was most in need, so why do you think I would want you now?"

Xue Jianing's eyes were red from crying, which looked quite charming against her pure and beautiful face.

"Song Ming, I had no choice at the time. Why did you force me? You were about to get engaged to Miss Mo. What happened between us is in the past. I hope you live a happy life."

Song Ming sneered. He looked at Xue Jianing, who was crying in front of him, not sure whether it was real or fake. He felt extremely angry, but there was also a hint of unwillingness in his anger.

Back then in school, they loved each other so much. In order to let Xue Jianing live a good life, he worked day and night with Wei Zhao to run projects and attract clients, just when the company was just starting to pick up.

He happily used the money he had saved for a long time to buy an engagement ring and prepared to propose to Xue Jianing, but she was so cruel that she wanted to break up with him. He would never forget that Xue Jianing looked at him with disgust and contempt.

Said to him: "You are too poor, you are not worthy of me, and we are just playing together."

His heart was shattered at that moment. He held her hand in disbelief, asking her why and begging her not to break up, but Xue Jianing shook his hand off, slapped him, and told him to get out of her world.

After that night, Xue Jianing disappeared. He worked so hard to climb up the ladder in order to stand out and humiliate her one day. For this reason, he put all his efforts into pursuing Mo Jiaojiao.

Through Mo Tiandong, he achieved what he wanted today, but he didn't expect that she would have the nerve to appear in front of him.

That day he saw the resumes of recruiters handed over by the human resources department, and he saw a familiar photo at a glance. Xue Jianing in the photo was smiling so sweetly, and she didn't seem to have changed much.

At that moment, the resentment in his heart surged up. He kept Xue Jianing by his side and made her his secretary. He used various means to humiliate her and avenge her indifference.

Song Ming sneered, "Oh, what makes you think that what happened between us is over? Xue Jianing, do you think you can easily erase the hurt you caused me with just three words?"

Xue Jianing was stubborn and refused to admit defeat. She proudly straightened her back and held her head high.

"Then how do you want me to compensate you? Should I kneel down and apologize to you? Song Ming, don't go too far."

Song Ming used the pen in his hand to lift Xue Jianing's chin frivolously and looked her up and down.

"You have no right to end this game until I stop it. You are just a vain and mean woman. You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

Xue Jianing's eyes were sore and she was heartbroken and couldn't breathe. She didn't mean to break up with Song Ming back then. She had her own unspeakable secrets. She thought Song Ming would understand her now, but she was wrong. Song Ming only hated her.

"Then tell me, how do you want me to compensate you before you let me go."

Song Ming's big hands caressed her swan neck affectionately, and there was no trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"What do you think? Don't you love pretending to be pure and innocent? Are you the best at seducing men? Why, without any men having sex with you in the past few years, do you feel empty? Take off your clothes and let me see this pure and innocent girl. Are you still pure after a few years?"

Xue Jianing looked at Song Ming in disbelief. She didn't expect that he would humiliate her like this and ask her to take off her clothes. Did she really want to be humiliated by him in this office without any dignity?

Seeing that she was unwilling, Song Ming sneered, "Why, you don't want to? Why are you pretending, Xue Jianing, do you still think you are the same as you were back then? You still think I will worship you like I did before, you are just a fucking toy now."

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