Chapter 11: Song Mo Can

"Yinuo, I feel like you've grown to dislike me—have I done something wrong?"

"If it were before, you would never sit next to Song Mo!"

When class ended, Chen Xi finally found an opportunity.

He called An Yinuo out.

He gazed at her with pitiful, pleading eyes!

An Yinuo was annoyed; in the past, she might have had a slight fondness for Chen Xi, but it was mostly pity.

After all, Chen Xi was truly skilled at exploiting his weaknesses to trigger women's overflowing sympathy.

But.

Whether it was what happened yesterday or Song Mo's inner thoughts, both proved Chen Xi was a hypocrite.

An Yinuo no longer wanted to care about anything Chen Xi did—she wasn't his mother; why should she always cater to him?

Seeing Chen Xi still pestering her relentlessly,

An Yinuo crossed her arms and said irritably: "Chen Xi, you're an adult man, not a child—can't you have your own things to do? Can you stop hovering around me all day?"

"We're just classmates—you shouldn't be thinking all sorts of nonsense! I've applied for the financial aid for you, handled all the paperwork—you can't expect me to keep running errands for you forever!"

"Where I sit is my freedom!"

An Yinuo's voice wasn't quiet; many classmates in the classroom heard it.

College students are always on the front lines of gossip.

Although many had already shifted positions and strained to listen to the argument outside,

at this point, Chen Xi had already slunk away in shame.

He had Yu Yu Syndrome as an excuse—taking leave was routine for him.

"Hey hey, tell me, what exactly happened? I didn't hear anything."

"What else could it be? That Chen Xi—class rep helped him so much, and he still tried to morally blackmail her, restricting her freedom of movement."

"How did he restrict her?"

"Something about not letting the class rep sit next to Song Mo…"

"Pfft—does Chen Xi think he's trying to laugh me to death so he can inherit my meal card? The class rep feels sorry for him, not because she's his mother—how dare he control her?"

"Looks like a pretty boy, and thinks he's so clever, huh."

"…."

Chen Xi heard the classroom's whispers as he passed by; his face darkened instantly, and he hurried away.

He seethed inwardly!

"Song Mo! I'll make you pay!"

When An Yinuo returned to the classroom, she didn't see Song Mo in his original seat.

Scanning the room, she realized he had actually moved seats!

What does this mean!?

Do you find sitting with me, An Yinuo, so repulsive?

An Yinuo watched Song Mo helping Xia Rou with her problems at the front of the classroom, then pulled out her phone and sent him this message:

An Yinuo: Song Mo, you're a completely uncultured jerk! A bastard who loves insulting people in his head! (struck out)

Edited the message again.

An Yinuo: Song Mo, can we go out for lunch together? I want to make up for my earlier misunderstanding of you.

After sending the message, An Yinuo kept staring at Song Mo up front.

Song Mo pulled out his phone, glanced at it, then slipped it back into his pocket.

An Yinuo looked at her phone.

Read but not replied—Song Mo, you really know how to get under my skin!

She silently logged this grudge in her heart!

Song Mo, wait—next time you message me first, I'll ignore you for two hours, then read and not reply for two more hours—I'll drive you crazy!

…

Chen Xi walked along the school's asphalt path.

His expression was hesitant; finally, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Leng Jie?"

"No, it's not about money."

"Sis, I've been bullied…"

His voice, the standard high-pitched puppy tone, laced with stifled sobs, made the woman on the other end fly into a rage!

Then Chen Xi poured out his grievances.

Finally, he spoke slowly: "Sis, I'm truly grateful you'd listen to me—but please, don't go causing trouble for that person. Song Mo's family has some influence in Modu…"

The woman on the other end let out a cold laugh.

"Hmph. Song Family of Modu."

"I understand. I won't go after him."

"Xiao Xi, stay at the apartment I rented for you these days—don't go to school if you're not feeling well."

"Be good…."

…

Song Mo stretched out his arms wide.

"Studied all morning—what a relief!"

"Xia Rou, see you!"

He waved at Xia Rou, who was packing up her textbooks.

Xia Rou was the girl who had helped him check the surveillance footage yesterday. Blushing, she also waved goodbye.

"Um, Song Mo, see you."

Song Mo lazily slung his black backpack over his shoulder, swaggered out with an arrogant gait, and headed for the school's parking area to find his ride.

"Song Mo!"

An Yinuo blocked Song Mo's path, angry: "You clearly saw my message!"

So, Song Mo actually treated her like air?

Song Mo glanced slightly at An Yinuo.

【Strange, from the commotion in the hallway today, it seems this woman had a falling out with Chen Xi? Wasn't this woman Chen Xi's die-hard simp?】

【In my past life, I couldn't withstand the pressure from those women behind Chen Xi, so I told An Yinuo here about Chen Xi's ambiguous relationships with many other women. But not only did she in my past life refuse to be won over, she even said my mind was filthy.】

【Could it be that she's finally grown a brain recently?】

His toes hardened!

His toes hardened!

An Yinuo really wanted to take off her leather shoes and stomp hard on Song Mo's face with her little feet in white socks that had been worn all day!

You're the one who just recently grew a brain!

An Yinuo said stiffly: "Don't misunderstand the relationship between me and Chen Xi. He and I have always just been classmates. And after last time's misunderstanding, I won't help him anymore in the future."

"Oh, that's great then." Song Mo's face was calm as still water. He sidestepped slightly, trying to walk around her out of the classroom.

An Yinuo's fair, delicate hand directly grabbed Song Mo's wrist.

"I just said, to show my apology, I'll treat you to a meal."

An Yinuo said, word by word.

"Song! Mo!"

"You! Must! Go!"

Song Mo frowned slightly. "Are you sick?"

He casually flung his hand, thinking he could easily break free, but he didn't expect An Yinuo's wrist strength to be shockingly tremendous!

An Yinuo smiled smugly.

She had been learning Taekwondo since she was little.

She's already at Black Belt level now~

Not the flashy, fancy kind — her father paid a fortune to hire someone with real skill!

Song Mo looked at An Yinuo in surprise.

He couldn't help asking: "Did you grow up drinking milk?"

"How are you as strong as an ox?"

An Yinuo's face darkened, and she tightened her grip a few degrees more.

She practically dragged Song Mo along with her like a kidnapping.

"That mouth of yours — just wait and see how I'll stuff it shut with food later!"

(End of chapter)