Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1189 Beautiful Girl 1
Lin Jing returned to his room sullenly.

Sitting in front of the mirror, she removed the gauze from her forehead.

The wound on her forehead is very small and has scabbed over. If the hair falls loose, the wound on her forehead will be covered, and nothing can be seen. This face is still beautiful.

But at this moment, the beautiful face in the mirror was lifeless and lost its color.

She opened the drawer, took out the divorce agreement from it, and flipped through it repeatedly.

The black and white font on it hurt her heart all the time.

When she was distracted, suddenly, a faint voice came from behind, "Aren't you going to sign yet? How long are you going to delay?"

Lin Jing raised his head, and the mirror reflected the appearance of Fengmo City, indifferent and aloof, without a trace of warmth.

Lin Jing closed the divorce agreement, put it in a drawer, and said, "I will sign it, but not now. Don't worry, it will be done soon."

Feng Mocheng sat on the bedside, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it.

Smoke curled up, covering his handsome face. He leaned against the bed, stared at Lin Jing, and asked slowly: "Where are you going after you divorce me? I gave you so much money before, and you haven't spent it all yet?" , you shouldn’t have to worry about spending money. Or, do you need me to share some of your property? You can make a price as you like.”

Lin Jing smiled coldly, "No need, thank you for your kindness, even if I divorce you and I have no money, I will go to work to earn money by myself, I don't need your help."

"Really?" Feng Mocheng took a puff of cigarette, spit it out, and said lightly: "I forgot, as long as you are willing, I am afraid that many men are willing to give you money. Otherwise, let me give you a trick, you Just go be a pole dancer, hook your fingers, there will definitely be a man willing to hug you. It doesn't matter even if you can't dance, your face is enough."

There was a subtle smile on Feng Mocheng's face, a little mocking, a little sarcastic, making it hard to figure out his deep meaning.

The pole dance is actually a normal dance, but what Feng Mocheng said has another meaning.

Because any dance in those entertainment venues where men have fun will be cast a layer of color and lose its original purity.

Does Feng Mocheng mean to let her please men, and laugh with them?

Lin Jing felt sick, and was about to hit back at him, when suddenly, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

Because, just now, a thought flashed through her mind, a sudden thought.

Pole dancing ~ girl?

Lin Jing suddenly had an idea in her mind, she raised the corner of her mouth, and in the mirror, her appearance became extraordinarily wicked.

Feng Mocheng stared at Lin Jing with deep eyes. His gaze was impossible to see, but it was easy to see the other party's purpose.

He remained silent, and after smoking the cigarette in his hand, he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up, and left Lin Jing's room.

……

The next day.

Lin Jing left early in the morning, not knowing where he went.

Feng Mocheng didn't bother, he didn't seem to care much about Lin Jing's matter.

If Lin Jing had disappeared in normal times, Feng Mocheng would have sent someone to look for him, but today Feng Mocheng was uncharacteristically.

Even if the servant said that Lin Jing went somewhere without making a sound, Feng Mocheng didn't seem to hear it.

Night falls.

The bustling city is brightly lit, and the nightlife has just begun.

The business of major entertainment venues has just begun.

(End of this chapter)