The White Moonlight Kidnapping Plan

Lu Ting even slapped Bai Xuan’er right in front of everyone.

He was trying to stop her from revealing any more of the truth.

Bai Xuan’er clutched her face, staring at Lu Ting in disbelief.

Her body trembled violently as she pointed a finger at his nose and cursed, “You disgusting man… have you forgotten how you were swindled out of two hundred million by those kidnappers in the end?

“And how you used Yu Qiaoqiao’s father as a scapegoat to scam another five hundred million?”

The entire room erupted in an uproar.

Lu Ting’s face turned livid. He signaled to the security guards nearby, and Bai Xuan’er was eventually dragged away.

He even managed to continue kneeling before Yu Qiaoqiao with the ring in hand:

“Qiaoqiao, she’s a lunatic. Everything she said was just a product of her delusions. Don’t believe her.”

He was so certain of himself, all because he believed Yu Qiaoqiao had truly lost her memory,

believing that she had left all his past mistakes and sins behind her.

But he would never know that the person standing before him was Yu Qiaoqiao—a woman who was calm, rational, and would never be blinded by love.

Yu Qiaoqiao glanced at me, then looked back at Lu Ting, smiling with a mix of pride and coldness:

“Sorry, Lu Ting.

“The truth is, I don’t have any feelings for you at all. In fact, sometimes just looking at you makes me feel sick.

“As for this engagement party, let’s just call it off.”

Lu Ting stood stunned for a long moment. Proud as he was, he was now facing a predicament where he was surrounded on all sides. Unwilling to give up, he chased after her.

He grabbed Yu Qiaoqiao’s hand: “Yu Qiaoqiao, didn’t you say you had to marry me?”

Yu Qiaoqiao only smiled, her expression mocking.

Lu Ting’s face darkened: “Are you sure? Your family’s company is still in my hands. Don’t you want your business anymore!?”

Yu Qiaoqiao patted his arm: “Come to think of it, I should thank you for acquiring those sunset industries of the Yu family that were about to be phased out anyway.

“But I should remind you,

“you still owe my family five hundred million.”

Lu Ting looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

The ring in his hand slipped from his grasp. He never could have imagined, even in his wildest dreams,

that the foolish, love-struck Yu Qiaoqiao from before seemed to have been replaced by someone else entirely.