My ex-girlfriend's best friends are getting restless right after the breakup.

Chapter 119 People who are ugly cannot be forgiven simply for their appearance.

Bei Weiwei: "Shall I go now?"

Zhao Lulu: "Now? Where is Chen Bo?"

Bei Weiwei: "In the recording studio downstairs."

Zhou Lingyan was taken aback: "Downstairs? You're in my house?"

Bei Weiwei: "Yes, he's recording a song."

Zhou Lingyan clutched her chest.

Just bear with it for now!

That scoundrel Chen Bo brought another woman home behind my back.

Well, it's forgivable for handsome people to make mistakes.

Those who are ugly cannot be forgiven simply because of their appearance.

Zhao Lulu clutched her liver.

Just bear with it for now!

The main reason is that Chen Bo is getting more and more handsome, so handsome that she can't resist him, let alone his official girlfriend.

Zhao Lulu: "You can just go down and find him, it's very convenient!"

Bei Weiwei: "But—I'm a little nervous—"

Zhao Lulu: "What are you so nervous about? You're going to break up with your boyfriend! Not to do *that*!"

Zhou Lingyan: "Right, right, just treat it as a work meeting, and break up with me afterwards!"

Bei Weiwei: "————Break up while we're at it? Breaking up can be done 'while we're at it'?"

Zhao Lulu: "Why not? Just say, 'Let's break up,' then turn around and leave, clean and decisive!"

Zhou Lingyan: "Remember to cry, make him feel sorry for you, make him feel that you've been wronged!"

Bei Weiwei: "—How come you two are so skilled at this?"

Zhao Lulu: "We... we were reading a book."

Zhou Lingyan: "Yes, yes, I got it from reading."

Bei Weiwei stared at the screen and took a deep breath.

She stood up, walked to the mirror, and looked at herself.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were watery, and her hair was a little messy.

She straightened her clothes, then pushed open the door and went downstairs.

The stairs were quiet, with only the sound of her own footsteps.

Her heart was pounding.

separate.

She wants to break up with Chen Bo.

She waited for him for three years.

She bought him a villa.

She gave him underwear.

She thinks about him every day.

Now, she wants to break up with him.

To make him feel no pressure about her.

In order to make him treat her the way he treated Xu Yueqing.

Bei Weiwei walked to the basement door and stopped.

The door was ajar, and the sound of Chen Bo adjusting equipment could be heard from inside.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Inside the recording studio, warm yellow lights softly illuminated every corner.

Chen Bo sat in front of the mixing console, wearing headphones, his fingers sliding on the slider.

Complex waveforms were jumping on the screen.

His focused expression made Bei Weiwei's heart skip a beat.

She stood in the doorway, looking at him.

This man is her boyfriend.

He was the person she had been waiting for for three years.

He is the person she is willing to give everything for.

Now, she wants to break up with him.

Bei Weiwei's eyes stung a little.

But she remembered what Zhao Lulu and Zhou Lingyan had said.

Breaking up is for a better reconciliation.

Breaking up is for a better future.

She gritted her teeth and went inside.

Hearing footsteps, Chen Bo took off his headphones and turned around.

Seeing Bei Weiwei, he asked, "What's wrong? Weren't you resting up there because you lost too much water?"

With a flushed face, Bei Weiwei walked up to him and looked at him.

His eyes were bright, with a gentle smile.

Her heart began to ache again.

"Honey," she began, her voice trembling slightly, "I want to talk to you."

Chen Bo looked at her: "What are you talking about?"

Bevy took a deep breath.

Let's break up.

Chen Bo thought he had misheard. He looked at Bei Weiwei with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but mostly calm.

"Why?" he asked.

Bevy began to cry.

"Because—because I'm not good enough for you." She said, following the script Zhao Lulu had taught her. "You're becoming more and more outstanding, and you'll have a better future."

Chen Bo sat in front of the mixing console, looking at the girl in front of him with red eyes and tears streaming down her face, his mind racing.

separate?

Did Bei Weiwei initiate the breakup?

Looking at her pitiful little face, Chen Bo knew perfectly well that this innocent-looking girl had definitely been fooled by one of her best friends.

As for which close friend—

Zhou Lingyan?

It's possible that the woman, though seemingly passionate, is actually more cunning than anyone else.

Zhao Lulu?

More likely, that woman would do anything to achieve her goal.

Xu Yueqing?

It doesn't seem likely. Given her personality, even if she wanted to cause trouble, she would do it herself, not use someone else to do the dirty work.

Li Man?

It's even less likely. As a lawyer, I value evidence and procedure; I don't play these kinds of power struggles.

Therefore, the murderer is most likely one of Zhou Lingyan and Zhao Lulu, or one or both working together.

Chen Bo remained calm, his face still displaying that gentle expression.

"Why?" he asked, his voice very soft, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Bei Weiwei's tears fell even harder.

"Because—because I'm not good enough for you—" she repeated again, sobbing.

Chen Bo almost burst out laughing when he heard these lines.

Not good enough for him?

A rich and beautiful woman with a net worth of over 100 million is not good enough for a loser like him who only has a little over 1 million, not even 2 million.

This script is so fake.

But Chen Bo didn't expose her.

Looking at Bei Weiwei's tear-streaked face and her red eyes, he suddenly felt that this girl was quite cute.

Foolish! They got sold out and still helped the seller count the money.

"Weiwei," he stood up, walked to her, and gently wiped away her tears, "Don't cry, listen to me for a moment."

Bei Weiwei looked up at him, her eyes blurry with tears.

Chen Bo looked at her with eyes as gentle as a spring breeze.

He took her away from the recording studio and onto the roof.

The sky was covered, and the stars twinkled.

"Weiwei, the stars you see now are what they looked like a hundred million years ago." Chen Bo gazed at the starry sky, pointing billions of light-years away. "It's like I'm on one side of the Milky Way, saying 'I love you' to the stars. When you hear that, I'll have already loved you for countless years."

Bei Weiwei was stunned.

Her tears were still on her face, but she remained completely still, as if she had been paralyzed.

What is this?

Sweet words?

No, this isn't just ordinary sweet talk.

Is this—a poem?

Is it a song?

yes----

Bei Weiwei's mind went blank, with only Chen Bo's voice echoing in her ears.

"The stars you see now are what they looked like 100 million years ago —"

"It's like I'm on the other side of the Milky Way, saying 'I love you' to the starry sky."

"By the time you hear this, I will have already been in love with you for countless years —"