Chapter 6 Graduation Ceremony of Exposing the Scumbag and the Bitch

Theresa was sticking on false eyelashes while laughing: "Darling, throw away that old-fashioned school uniform skirt. You're not a little girl anymore; you're a mature and sexy woman now!" "Listen to me, put it on, and spice it up. I'll give you a perfect makeup like Ni Qi Mina's style later. Let Armand regret losing you!" Armand... She thought she could let go, but whenever this name was mentioned, her heart still ached. Images of him entangled with another woman's body kept flashing in her mind. The satisfaction on his face was something she had never seen when they were together. Just because she couldn't bring him that kind of excitement, she had to be betrayed? Damn it! She had to forget about this man, just like Theresa said, become a sexy and alluring lady, and make Armand regret letting go! Anyway, last night... she had already become a real woman, with a stranger. This should even things out a bit, making her feel much better. She quickly took a shower and chose a set of lace underwear in the same color as her dress. Luckily, Theresa's driver was skilled, and they just stepped into the ceremony hall at the last minute. They found some classmates they were on good terms with and tried to chat with them warmly. When Falcone's familiar classmates recognized her, they widened their eyes in astonishment, forgetting about the cakes they were about to eat with forks, not even noticing when the cream stained their clothes. They came up to talk to her: "Oh my god, you're Falcone! You look incredibly hot now! Beautiful and sexy!" "Did you go for phototherapy and medical beauty in these two days?" Falcone naturally wouldn't reveal what she had done. She sweetly responded to her classmates' admiration. The compliments from her classmates made her feel a little proud. Look, she could also become a popular figure! Unconsciously, her eyes began to search for something, and then settled on an extremely outstanding man. His fair face was sharp and well-defined, seemingly sculpted according to the golden ratio. His deep brows and eyes were always full of affection and moisture. Underneath his long and thick eyelashes were a pair of pure light gray eyes. If the sunlight reflected on them at a unique angle, they would emit a faint golden luster, looking as sacred as a saint, untouchable. His tall nose made him look very noble, especially... every time he kissed her forehead, his nose would rub against hers, giving her a tingling sensation as if being electrified. It was Armand... He was being held by a charming and beautiful girl, walking towards her. When his eyes fell on her, she felt a little disappointed because she didn't see any amazement in his eyes. The 'one-night stand' she had prepared as a weapon seemed like a joke. He didn't care about her at all! Falcone suddenly felt that the sexy spaghetti strap dress she was wearing was a bit too revealing. If Theresa, the big mouth, told him about her crazy night out, she would be embarrassed to stay there. Thinking of this, she glanced cautiously at Theresa, only to find that she had been chatting happily with a muscular sports guy in the corner, almost sticking to him. Seeing her gaze, Theresa even gave her a thumbs-up gesture, ignoring her. Falcone breathed a sigh of relief. "So, that's your ex-girlfriend, huh? This figure... doesn't look so great! Fortunately, you dumped her early; otherwise, it would have been boring! Hahaha!" The girl holding Armand's arm spoke first, her tone full of disdain and mockery, criticizing Falcone. Falcone bit her lip, realizing that the girl who spoke wasn't the one she had seen in bed before. She breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the woman who could sleep with Armand wasn't so special. Armand reached out his hand to her, indicating for her to give him a hand kiss: "I apologize on her behalf. Although what she said is all true, I hope you don't mind." "Congratulations on your graduation, Falcone." His tone was still gentle and reasonable, but his words were sharper and more sarcastic. She wasn't happy! She was not happy at all right now! Falcone clenched her fists, her nails fiercely pinching the soft flesh of her palm, bringing her a wake-up sting. She silently refused Armand's invitation for a hand kiss, tucking her fallen hair behind her ear, and said awkwardly: "Happy graduation, Mr. Muto." This was the first time they had met after breaking up, and it was also the second day after witnessing Armand's betrayal. She couldn't accept his closeness calmly. Whether it was her illusion or not, the Armand in front of her seemed a bit dazed, his eyes showing a hint of pain, which disappeared in the blink of an eye. He didn't show any embarrassment for being rejected, but the woman beside him couldn't hold back: "What a despicable woman! She dares to refuse Armand's hand kiss! No wonder she was dumped!" "Dear, let me teach her a lesson!" Before she finished her words, she stepped forward, wanting to slap her. Armand gently rubbed the woman's arm. Seeing her happy expression, he calmly pulled her back to his side and then politely apologized to Falcone: "Please don't mind." "Alright, Miranda, stop provoking her. I'm afraid she'll go out and have a one-night stand with a stranger just to get back at me. After all, she used to be my girlfriend, and it would be embarrassing." How does this person know exactly what I want to do? Did he deliberately investigate me? In just a few seconds, she dismissed this thought. Since the other party was asking for trouble, she couldn't just sit back and do nothing! Falcone squinted her eyes and nonchalantly flashed a sweet smile: "Mr. Muto, you guessed it right! I did go out and have a one-night stand with a stranger." Her smile suddenly turned into a smirk: "Jealous? Angry? Anyway, there are so many men, I can sleep with anyone... just not with you!" "Because I find you dirty!" The woman next to Armand was shocked by her words. After all, no one dared to speak to Armand Muto like that in the whole world. She couldn't understand how Falcone dared to do so! As long as Armand spoke, anyone who offended him would disappear immediately, and they wouldn't know where they died. But instead of getting angry, Armand smiled and nodded: "Little Falcone has grown up. Since that's the case, let's call it even." He stroked his chin, his movements as elegant as a noble: "However... as long as you don't mind me having a companion, my arms will still be open for you..." Bastard! What kind of bastard is this! How could she have been so blind to fall for such a scumbag in the first place! Falcone angrily took out a silver dog whistle from her bag and threw it at him fiercely. The whistle fell to the ground, making a crisp sound: "From the moment I found out you were cheating, our relationship was over! I, Falcone Ayah, swear never to have any relationship with you again!" "Even if all the scumbags in the world died, I would never go back to you! Never!"