Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

The key in Ning Dongyang's hand couldn't be faked; it was parked next to his nearly new Mercedes-Benz G-Class, and a brand-new Mercedes-Benz G-Class couldn't be faked either.

Where did a gigolo who was divorced by Jiang Liluo get the money to buy a car worth over two million?

Jiang Liluo's money will all be his money from now on.

Xiao Jibo felt betrayed, and his face contorted with rage.

The roar of car engines grew louder as they approached.

Shangguan Qingke's red Ferrari was parked by the roadside. She ran happily out of the car, her smile so sweet it could kill: "Ning Dongyang."

When she rushed into Ning Dongyang's arms, she realized there was another man holding flowers next to her. Oh, it turned out to be Li Luo's dark moonlight.

Ning Dongyang tightened his grip; it was very soft and fragrant.

Ning Dongyang.

Shangguan Qingke's voice was sweet and clear: "Who is that pretentious-looking guy?"

Xiao Jibo's worldview was shattered.

Something's not right, something's really not right.

The intimate relationship between Shangguan Qingke and Ning Dongyang couldn't possibly be a facade.

Damn it.

He cursed inwardly, thinking that Ning Dongyang was a gigolo who had no skills whatsoever. All he was good-looking was how he managed to date a pure and beautiful woman like Shangguan Qingke.

He's not only handsome, but also a scion of a wealthy family and a returnee from overseas. He has status, position, and knowledge. Why would Shangguan Qing not give him a second glance?

Ning Dongyang released his grip on Shangguan Qingke and turned to Xiao Jibo with a grin: "Aren't you leaving yet? Are you just waiting for us to shower you with dog food?"

Xiao Jibo said coldly, "I'll wait for Li Luo to come back."

He had already figured it out. Since Ning Dongyang had a relationship with Shangguan Qingke, he must have nothing to do with Jiang Liluo.

No woman can stand by and watch the man she loves openly embrace another woman.

Jiang Liluo was testing him.

Yes, he shouldn't have doubted it.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have divorced Ning Dongyang.

No matter how you look at it, Jiang Liluo's divorce from Ning Dongyang is the most important evidence of her deep love for him.

He was 100% certain, feeling a surge of joy, as if the flowers in his hands had become even more vibrant and exuded a delightful fragrance.

Shangguan Qingke and Ning Dongyang were about to open the door to go home.

The roar came again from afar.

Jiang Liluo's BMW 7 Series caught their eye. Two Mercedes-Benz G-Class cars and a Ferrari were parked nearby, blocking the door to the villa's garage.

She stopped the car, got out, and saw Ning Dongyang. Shangguan Qingke's delicate, porcelain-like face was adorned with a smile that was absolutely captivating.

Hmm, I saw it out of the corner of my eye... What's he doing running over here?

A liar, a conman who ruined her marriage with Ning Dongyang, still had the nerve to come to her doorstep.

"Li Luo, you're back."

Xiao Jibo, holding a bouquet of flowers, happily went to greet her and handed the bunch of bright red roses to Jiang Liluo.

Jiang Liluo completely ignored him.

These past two days, Xiao Jibo has been driving her crazy. He keeps calling from different numbers and acting like a madman.

"I'll say it again, my name is Jiang Liluo. Stop calling me Liluo. I really don't know you."

Xiao Jibo had an expression that said, "I already know the truth," and spoke with deep affection, "Li Luo, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Three years have passed since we parted. In this foreign land, I think of you every moment. I have so much to say to you."

"us……"

Jiang Liluo couldn't take it anymore, her brows furrowing as she yelled, "Get out!!"

"Get out of here!!!"

"Get out of my doorstep!!"

Xiao Jibo pointed at Ning Dongyang, then looked at Jiang Liluo with deep affection: "Liluo, don't use him to continue testing me."

"You and him really have nothing between you."

"I know, I know everything."

"Before you came back, Shangguan Qingke and he were already hugging. Hahaha, Li Luo, your test has been exposed."

Jiang Liluo used to be afraid of having anything going on with Ning Dongyang, and afraid that Xiao Jinan would misunderstand her, but now the situation is exactly the opposite.

She bypassed Xiao Jibo, took a few steps to Ning Dongyang, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him directly on the cheek.

Xiao Jibo's eyes widened: "Impossible!!"

"Li Luo, you divorced him for me. You remained chaste for three years for me. You only have me in your heart, so why did you kiss him?"

"You can't kiss him!!"

Hearing Xiao Jibo say that she and Ning Dongyang were divorced, Jiang Liluo was furious.

"roll!!"

"Get as far away from me as you can."

Xiao Jibo was right about one thing: her divorce from Ning Dongyang was indeed because of him. She was blinded by greed at the time, abandoning Ning Dongyang for Xiao Jibo.

She couldn't think about it; if she did, she would regret it so much she could bang her head against the wall.

Xiao Jibo suppressed the anger on his face.

He had had enough of Jiang Liluo's bad temper and secretly resented her, thinking, "Jiang Liluo, you just wait."

Wait until I clear your name and hand you over to Gu Yanshen. Wait until I record your shame and depravity on video. Then you'll be crying and begging for mercy.

"Li Luo..."

Xiao Jibo continued to feign deep affection.

Jiang Liluo pointed to the used Mercedes-Benz G-Class parked to the side and asked Ning Dongyang, "Is this piece of junk his?"

Ning Dongyang nodded: "That's right."

Jiang Liluo took out her phone, found a number, dialed it, and the call was answered a moment later.

"The property management company?"

"Someone has maliciously parked a wrecked car in front of my house, blocking the garage entrance. Please tow it away."

"What car? Oh, a wrecked Mercedes G-Class."

"Okay, please hurry up."

She was using speakerphone, and Xiao Jibo's expression was priceless.

He had just returned to China and hadn't even won a single penny of the family fortune. He had been spending money extravagantly abroad and was so poor that he couldn't afford a car.

This used Mercedes-Benz G-Class had been sitting in the Xiao family's garage for a long time, a car that nobody wanted; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a scrap car.

My face is burning with pain.

He harbored extreme resentment towards Jiang Liluo.

Endure, endure, endure... I added countless "endure"s to my list, swallowing my pent-up frustration, so that I could turn the tables and sing my praises in the future.

"Li Luo, you must be tired from work today."

Xiao Jibo placed the bright red roses on the ground and opened the car door as he walked away, saying, "I'll come see you again after you've rested."

boom--

A plume of black smoke billowed from the back of the car, and Xiao Jibo drove off in his secondhand Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

Jiang Liluo took out her phone and made another call.

The call was connected.

"The property management company?"

"Don't come back. The junk car that was occupying my garage has already left."

"From now on, don't let this car with license plate number XXX into the residential area."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Liluo disgustedly kicked the bunch of bright red roses on the ground to the side of the trash can, then took out a tissue from her small bag, put the roses in it, and threw them into the trash can.

"So annoying!!"

She ran to Ning Dongyang's side and complained in a low voice, "He's like a leech, I can't get rid of him."

Shangguan Qingke looked at Jiang Lilu speechlessly.

Sister, if Ning Dongyang hadn't decisively slept with you, Xiao Jibo would still be your white moonlight, and you wouldn't be so annoying.

Who knows, it might actually turn out to be delicious.

Ning Dongyang's Mercedes-Benz G-Class, Shangguan Qingke's red Ferrari, and Jiang Liluo's BMW 7 Series drove into the garage one after another.

The three of them entered the house chatting and laughing, and one by one, they all went to the sofa and leaned against it.

"husband."

Jiang Liluo spoke first, saying, "There was an earthquake in Jiangcheng today."

"The eldest son of the Zhang family in Shanghai was murdered in a nightclub last night. I heard the mysterious assassin is named Song Liu."

Ning Dongyang took a bag of snacks and melon seeds that Shangguan Qingke had bought from the coffee table in front of him, opened it, and grabbed a handful.

"I know."

"The police came to our door today."

"Song Liu is truly a god. In the entire city of Jiangcheng, all sorts of people have been mobilized, yet no one has been able to find his whereabouts."