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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âTong Fei, are you still listening? Isnât it artistic? Donât you think that itâs a pity that Iâm the only person admiring it? This kind of photo should be admired by everyone.â Long Sanweiâs voice was filled with threat. He never believed that he couldnât tame her. He knew her Archilles heel.
Only then did Tong Fei deeply regret being in cahoots with such a person.
She stood rooted to the spot with her other hand balled into a fist. She felt as if she had been shattered into pieces.
She had worked so hard for so many years. Was her status as a supermodel going to be ruined just like that?
No, absolutely not.
She quickly collected herself and said coquettishly, âBrother Long, youâre so annoying. Whatâs so good about the photo? Why donât we meet and talk?â
âSmart girl, I admire people like you. Letâs meet at our usual place.â Long Sanwei finally smiled. He had been really unlucky lately. With so many worries, he had been a little anxious these past few days.
âOkay, Brother Long. See you later. Donât be late.â Tong Fei forced a smile and hung up the phone.
As soon as she hung up, she threw her phone on the bed and tugged at her hair with all her might; she looked like she was on the verge of collapse. She looked at herself in the mirror. She had long lost her former noble elegance.
All because of a man, and one who didnât love her.
Tong Fei smiled coldly. She had no way out now.
In the evening, Tong Fei went out dressed fashionably. She was wearing a bright red, short pencil skirt, with a chiffon top, showing off her long, slender legs. As expected of a supermodel who mingled in the fashion circle every day, her outfit totally accentuated her beautiful curves. She looked very alluring.
Her goal tonight was very clear. She wanted Long Sanwei to delete that photo of her.
Sigh, why was she so stupid back then to want to use him? She had been so naive.
âBrother Long, do you think you can delete the photo?â Tong Fei said coquettishly after they made out.
âI will. Donât worry, I donât want your career to be affected either. Weâre friends after all. I wonât harm you.â Long Sanwei sounded reasonable.
âThen delete the photo. Iâll be eternally grateful to you.â Tong Fei begged. That photo was a big problem for her.
âAlright, itâs deleted.â Lord Long deleted the photo in front of her. What a stupid woman. Didnât she Imow that there was something called backup in this world?
Tong Fei finally heaved a sigh of relief.
âBrother Long, do you know who called you that day?â Tong Fei probed.
âSomeone with the surname Gu. Heâs probably a rich man to speak so arrogantly. He also knows Master Fu.â Lord Long recalled and felt that something was amiss.
âWill he come looking for trouble?â Tong Fei asked.
âAm I afraid of him? Come all he wants.â Long Sanweiâs tone was arrogant. He couldnât lose his imposing manner in front of a beauty.
Seeing Long Sanweiâs behavior, Tong Fei was really worried that he would ruin things.
âYou really donât have to worry. Donât you have me?â Long Sanwei put his arm around her shoulders.
Tong Fei didnât dare to count on him, but she didnât show it.
She forced a smile.
She was very worried that Gu Shaoting would find out that she was the one behind all this.
She had seen Gu Shaotingâs revenge methods.
Anyway, there was nothing he could do if she didnât admit it. Besides, she had his mother Song Canâs blessings. Tong Fei calmed down a lot at the thought..