Lost in Love | LingOrm/OrmLing
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If you ask Lingling about love between lovers, she will tell you she has not truly felt it.
So, when a new drama casting script fell into her hands, the way the scriptwriter described love kept her off guard. How can she act like that when she never felt in love to that extent?
And when she finally found her female lead, the urge to take the role increased, combined with confusion that kept growing each time she spent time with her.
The story of discovering her true self just began when she met Orm after a long time. For sure, it's going to be a hell long ride. Will you join?
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Inspired by real events. This book is a fiction.
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