Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Chapter 162: It's me, let's go to the same restaurant as last time.

"Mom, that bitch is with Brother Mu Chen every day now, they're inseparable, what should we do?"

Xu Xiaofan said anxiously,

Wang Qing smiled reassuringly and gently patted Xu Xiaofan's hand.

“Baby, don’t panic. They seem to be inseparable now, but the pain of their breakup will be even more unforgettable. Once Huo Muchen realizes that this relationship is an illusion, his hatred for her will be even deeper.”

"Then let's quickly tell Brother Mu Chen the truth,"

"No rush, I have a plan,"

As Wang Qing spoke, a victorious smile appeared on her lips.

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, gently falling on Liu Shiyin's face. She slowly opened her eyes, and for some reason, her heart was filled with sadness and unease.

After washing up, I took a car to Huo Muchen's office, waiting for his meeting to end. However, a call from an unfamiliar number suddenly broke the brief silence.

Liu Shiyin's heart jumped into her throat. She looked at the unfamiliar number on her phone screen. A week had passed, and the sound of this number ringing again filled her with an ominous premonition.

She answered the phone shakily, trying to keep her voice calm as she asked:

"who are you?"

Wang Qing's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with a hint of provocation and smugness:

"It's me. Let's go to the same restaurant as last time."

"The restaurant from last time..."

Liu Shiyin's body trembled involuntarily; that place was where her nightmare began.

She struggled to suppress her fear and anger, and answered firmly:

"I dont go."

Wang Qing seemed to have been prepared, and she sneered as she said:

"Not coming? Then I have something good to give to CEO Huo."

Liu Shiyin's heart sank. She didn't know what the "good stuff" Wang Qing was talking about was, but judging from her tone, she seemed to be very confident.

She took a deep breath and tried to remain calm as she spoke:

"You... okay, I'll be there in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Shiyin felt a wave of weakness.

She knew that this meeting with Wang Qing might have unpredictable consequences for her relationship with Huo Muchen.

However, she had no other choice but to pick up her bag and rush to the place Wang Qing had mentioned.

The moment Liu Shiyin saw Wang Qing, her previously dim eyes instantly sharpened. She stared intently at Wang Qing, as if trying to pierce through her heart and question her:

"It was you, wasn't it? You put something in the coffee, didn't you?"

Wang Qing shrugged nonchalantly, a smug smile playing on her lips:

"It's me, so what?"

Her tone was full of provocation and sarcasm.

Liu Shiyin's heart sank, and she felt a surge of anger burning within her. She bit her lip tightly, trying hard to control her emotions.

Wang Qing took a stack of photos out of her bag and threw them onto the table without hesitation. The photos scattered, and when Liu Shiyin looked down, she felt dizzy.

In the photos, she is wearing a men's vest, her breasts partially exposed, her face flushed, lying in the arms of a strange man. There are many photos, from every angle, including one where she is smiling and nestled in the man's neck.

These photos were clearly taken secretly, and the angles and lighting were handled very well, indicating that someone had planned them carefully.

When Liu Shiyin saw these photos, she felt a wave of disgust and humiliation.

Her face was pale, her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word.