Chapter 10: Lin Mo’s Wandering Half-Life, Never Meeting a True Lord
“You look at yourself, such a useless face. Isn’t Liu Rushuang just a bit prettier, a bit better built, a bit taller, and a bit sluttier? Why do you act like a cooked crab, blushing like that? Pah, I despise you!”
In the afternoon, after returning to her workstation, Yuan Meng launched a full critique at Lin Mo.
Perhaps because Lin Mo had never shown any kind of “looking at women” expression to her, it broke through a certain someone’s defenses.
“Uh, you can’t really blame me. I’m not lustful, but when the flower is in full bloom, if I don’t appreciate it, wouldn’t that make me seem clueless and tasteless?” Lin Mo spread his hands helplessly.
There was nothing he could do—he was just a pure-hearted college guy fresh out of the newbie village.
Meeting this kind of top-tier succubus, if he had no reaction at all, that would be the strange thing.
“Still! Saying! You’re! Not! Lustful!” Yuan Meng spoke word by word, and with every word she gave him a punch.
She was clearly furious.
“Not only are you lustful, you’re greedy for money too. I think you just don’t want to work hard anymore. Did you forget that she’s Liu Rushuang? She’s had more abortions than the clay pot rice you’ve eaten, and you still blush!”
Hearing this, Lin Mo immediately flared up:
“That’s bullshit!”
“Damn it, I—”
Seeing Yuan Meng about to explode again, Lin Mo quickly waved his hand: “No, listen to me, I think I saw her last night!”
“Oh? Speak!”
The moment she heard that, Yuan Meng put down her phone, suddenly very interested.
Just now, when Liu Rushuang’s call came at the ice cream shop downstairs, she had already felt something was up.
Lin Mo didn’t hold back and told the whole story: last night, he had dinner with his cousin, got drunk, and she took him home.
Along the way, it seemed that someone got into the back seat and held him.
“You mean to say, you got drunk last night, and Liu Rushuang held you in the back seat all the way? With you? Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho~~ as if you deserve that!” Yuan Meng’s first reaction was priceless.
Lin Mo: …
“Actually, I’m not so sure. I was drunk, my eyes couldn’t even open in the car. But just now, the voice on her phone was definitely my cousin’s, that I’m sure of! But Sister Yuan, what’s your relationship with this Manager Liu anyway? You look familiar with her, but it seems like you’ve got a grudge?”
Lin Mo gossiped in the opposite direction.
As for inheriting a family business, wasn’t that obvious?
Not to mention, could an average family afford a Xiaomi su7 Ultra?
And with Yuan Meng’s whole get-up from head to toe, one glance told you she wasn’t from an ordinary background either.
He was just curious about their relationship.
Hearing this, Yuan Meng took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and after a long pause finally spoke: “Do you understand what it means when people say ‘the child from another family’?”
“Got it!” Lin Mo made an OK gesture.
He understood perfectly.
During childhood, many people had that one comparison target, stronger in every way, while you were powerless.
But Yuan Meng’s next words completely fried him inside and out.
“Not only that, she also turned my brother into her lapdog!”
Lin Mo: “Huh?”
“So she really is Rushuang herself?”
“Not really, it’s just my brother being a pure lapdog!”
Lin Mo: …
That was the worst.
Already unhappy being compared, and now her own brother, who had once treated her well, became her lapdog, even speaking on her behalf.
The debuff stack was maxed out!
“I see. You’ve had it rough, Sister Yuan.”
“As long as you understand. As my loyal little underling, you know whose side you should be on, right?”
Hearing this, Lin Mo clasped his hands in salute: “Lin Mo has drifted half a life, never meeting a true lord. If you do not cast me aside, I am willing to—”
“Get lost! I see you as a brother, and you actually want to stab me?”
Lin Mo: …
“Sister Yuan, you’re a beauty. Be ladylike, otherwise how will you date in the future?”
“I’ll be DINK in the future, never falling in love!” Yuan Meng spoke disdainfully, her tone firm and final.
Lin Mo froze: “Huh? Why? Do you like women?”
“There’s no why. I just don’t want to get fucked, isn’t that allowed?”
Lin Mo: (；￣Д￣）
“No, I mean, while it’s not wrong, that’s way too crude!”
“None of your business! Just remember, stand with me from now on. Liu Rushuang is my mortal enemy! Got it?” Yuan Meng raised her fist in threat.
Lin Mo nodded.
He was not an ungrateful man, he remembered clearly who stood up for him in the morning.
Yuan Meng lived and breathed loyalty—she was absolutely his best brother, unlike that traitor Zhang Wei!
Time flew, and soon it was the end of the workday.
At the company’s underground parking lot, Zhang Wei blocked the two just as they were heading out to the internet café.
“Well well, boy, who knew you were hiding so deep? With Manager Liu… I even saw the two of you holding hands! But it doesn’t make sense. I’m nicknamed ‘Triple Andy Lau’, the finest among men. How come I never run into these good things?”
Seeing Zhang Wei, Lin Mo immediately blew up: “Traitor, you still dare to come back!”
“Hey now, don’t be so harsh. At worst, from today on, you’ll be Ji Bochang!” Zhang Wei grinned wide, showing his teeth, feeling no shame about having run away earlier.
“You… you—” Lin Mo pointed at him, trembling with rage.
He had never seen anyone so shameless.
Truth be told, Zhang Wei really fit the modern young man’s profile.
Say he was poor, yet he ate so much he got fat.
Say he was rich, yet he often had no money to spend and sighed.
Say he was lazy, yet he could stay busy from dawn to dusk.
Say he was dumb, yet he could surf the internet on his smartphone.
Simply put, he was just existing—an abstract existence!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Mo calmed himself down, telling himself not to compete in “abstractness” with this gifted player, then said:
“Forget it, whatever!”
Hearing that, Zhang Wei was overjoyed, patting his shoulder: “I knew you’d forgive me, my good brother!”
Lin Mo immediately slapped his hand away, speaking lightly: “Don’t overthink. Mainly, my mom said—play with fools to bring fortune.”
Zhang Wei: ???
Yuan Meng: o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓
How else could the three of them be friends?
Of course, it was because they were all the same brand of ridiculous.
Just then, a pitch-black Mercedes pulled up next to them, the window lowering.
“Not having dinner with me tonight?” Liu Rushuang asked with a smile at Yuan Meng.
Sitting in the car, Liu Rushuang held the steering wheel with one hand, sunglasses with the other, the seatbelt across her chest showing off her figure to the fullest.
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Lin Mo and Zhang Wei were dumbfounded.
“No, not interested!” Yuan Meng said flatly.
In response, Liu Rushuang gave a soft laugh, then turned her gaze to Lin Mo: “And you, Makoto Itō, want to get in?”
“Uh… n-no need!” Lin Mo quickly refused under Yuan Meng’s watchful gaze.
Liu Rushuang shook her head, then stepped on the gas and vanished.
“Was that seatbelt nice to look at~” As soon as she left, Yuan Meng ground her teeth at the two of them.
Lin Mo: “What seatbelt? That was clearly a Wave-Amplifier!”
Yuan Meng: (艹皿艹)
Zhang Wei: “What amplifier? You two explain! I only looked at the car, damn it was cool!”
The two: …
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