157: C157 She Wouldn't Believe Even a Little Bit of Him

C157 She Wouldn't Believe Even a Little Bit of Him

Tang Wanting quietly looked at Lu Jingcheng. He looked like he was really blaming himself, but she didn't believe him at all.

If Lu Jingcheng did not sleep with Qiao Xiaomeng, if she was not thrown into the sea, If her mother, Mrs. Qiao, did not die, she would believe Lu Jingcheng's confession.

But now, no matter what Lu Jingcheng said, no matter how loud and emotional he was, she would not believe him at all.

A man who cheated on his girlfriend's best friend had already lost the reason to be trusted.

Tang Wanting could forgive Lu Jingcheng for finding another woman outside to solve his physiological needs, but she could not accept that he actually had a relationship with Qiao Xiaomeng behind her back.

The scene of her catching the adulterer in bed was still shaking in front of her eyes. Lu Jingcheng's confession was not convincing at all. She controlled her disgust, "Mr. Lu! As long as you have a clear conscience, your girlfriend will definitely forgive you!"

"Will she?" Lu Jingcheng muttered.

A clear conscience? Just because he slept with Qiao Xiaomeng, Qiao Wanting would never forgive him. It seemed that it was impossible for him to make Qiao Wanting forgive him in this lifetime.

Tang Wanting saw the guilt in Lu Jingcheng's eyes and smiled faintly. She did not come to see Lu Jingcheng perform the act of loving and loving man. She came for a purpose.

She immediately changed the topic. "Mr. Lu, this is your first time coming to Hai City. You must not be familiar with it. How about I take you there?"

Lu Jingcheng was overjoyed. "Thank you, Miss Tang. "

The two of them left the coffee shop. Tang Wanting drove the car and Lu Jingcheng sat in the front passenger seat. They began to tour the famous scenic spots in Hai City.

Lu Jingcheng was in a great mood with the company of beautiful women. The two of them happily played for the entire afternoon. At night, Lu Jingcheng treated Tang Wanting to a meal at the Hai City Grand Hotel.

Tang Wanting drank a few more glasses and was unable to drink. Finally, Lu Jingcheng sent her back to the apartment.

Tang Wanting looked like she was drunk. Once she got off the car, she leaned against Lu Jingcheng's body softly and did not move at all. Lu Jingcheng very gentlemanly helped her into the apartment and helped her make a cup of honey water. He did not stay for long and left.

After Lu Jingcheng left, Tang Wanting sat up from the bed, took off the pinhole camera from the scarf, turned on the computer, and began to look at the results of today's battle.

She chose a few photos of Lu Jingcheng's intimate behavior and put her face on a mosaic and sent it to Qiao Xiaomeng's email.

After doing all this, Tang Wanting tidied up, changed her clothes, and returned to Ye Zhiqiu's villa.

Mrs Zhang was watching TV in the living room. When Tang Wanting came in, she smiled and said, "Have you had dinner?"

"Yes. "

"Young Master called just now. Call him back. "

"Okay. "

Tang Wanting went upstairs and closed the door. She dialed Ye Zhiqiu's number. The call was quickly picked up. Ye Zhiqiu was a little unhappy. "Where did you go the whole day?"

"I went out to play. "

"Alone?" Ye Zhiqiu asked back. His intuition told him that Tang Wanting was with Han Muyang.

"I went with my friend. "

"You seemed to have fun when I was not with you?" Ye Zhiqiu's tone was a little sour.

"If you're not happy, I won't go out tomorrow. " Tang Wanting answered obediently.

"I will be back in three days. Tell me what you want. "

"I don't have anything I want. "

"Really?"2

"You came back early to give me a present. " Tang Wanting answered half-truthfully.

"Okay, then I will try to come back one day earlier. "

"Really?" Tang Wanting looked pleasantly surprised. Lu Wanxin's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Zhiqiu, what are you doing outside? It's pretty cold. "

Ye Zhiqiu probably was afraid that she would know he was with Lu Wanxin, so he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Tang Wanting sneered. Was Ye Zhiqiu hiding to answer the phone? It was also hard on him. She threw the phone on the bed and leaned on the bed, thinking.

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