Chapter 118: The Secret of Inner Voices, Song Mo

After getting in the car.

Chen Xi felt a rich, fragrant scent.

It lingered around his mouth and nose.

With just a moment's inattention,

it slipped straight into the depths of his trachea.

In the animal world,

what smells good is often poisonous.

Chen Xi felt uneasy,

he only now realized.

Liu Meiyun was no ordinary woman; she was not a lamb like An Yinuo, not something to be treated as prey.

She was a dangerous beast.

During the car ride,

Chen Xi was distracted, but whenever he thought of how he'd ended up in this situation—all because of Song Wanrou—his hatred once again steadied him.

…

The Song Family's crisis vanished overnight.

The efficiency was terrifyingly high.

The Leng Family's suppression vanished completely.

Even the Leng Group, which had just entered Magic City,

suddenly withdrew back to Kyoto.

All investments planned for Magic City

were hastily recalled.

Leng Wanqiu disappeared, vanished without a trace.

In Magic City,

many entrepreneurs had already realized something was wrong.

They quickly halted their suppression of the Song Family.

Some slower-witted corporations,

after being warned, broke out in cold sweat.

They also immediately stopped pressuring the Song Family.

Song Tiancheng seemed to sense the inexplicable shift.

Many companies that had already severed ties with the Song Family

suddenly reversed their attitudes dramatically.

Many CEOs who had previously spoken coldly

now fawned over him.

Within a very short time,

the Song Group regained most of its lost business.

And these CEOs, though pained, gave up substantial portions of their profits; some even took losses so the Song Group could profit massively.

After Song Tiancheng realized something was amiss,

he called Song Mo.

He briefly explained the situation to his son.

To his surprise:

Song Mo was not at all surprised.

He even advised him:

"Dad, don't worry—I know about this."

"The CEOs are willing to give up their profits; don't suspect trickery—just take it all."

"Leng Wanqiu won't bother us again."

Though he didn't know Leng Wanqiu's exact situation, it was clear she was in trouble herself.

Song Tiancheng was astonished.

From Song Mo's reply, he sensed that all this might be connected to his son.

Song Tiancheng felt his son was too outstanding, beyond even his comprehension.

Having such a descendant filled him with deep pride.

Song Tiancheng asked Song Mo a few caring questions,

then hung up the phone.

…

Song Mo returned home after playing with Xia Yu and Xia Rou.

He saw Song Wanrou sitting in the living room.

As if waiting for him to come home.

Song Mo's steps paused slightly.

He studied Song Wanrou today.

Her hair was neatly combed into a bun that looked casual but was carefully arranged; her fair, smooth forehead was exposed.

The other's hair was neatly gathered up and braided into a bun that looked casual but was actually quite deliberate, revealing a fair, smooth forehead.

By her delicate forehead, two strands of bangs still hung down.

She had a pure, intellectual charm about her.

The other party clearly never used to do her makeup at home, but today she had unusually put on light makeup, far more refined than usual.

Song Mo asked, puzzled:

"Sis, do you have something going on today?"

Song Wanrou had finally been waiting for Song Mo.

So she stood up.

She hesitated briefly, then still spoke:

"Xiao Mo, I have something to tell you."

After guessing that she wasn't the only one who could hear Song Mo's inner voice,

Song Wanrou had turned it over in her mind all of yesterday, tangled up for a long time.

She didn't dare tell Song Mo that she could hear his inner voice.

And she didn't want to expose this secret either.

But she was also worried:

Right now, the other women, after learning the truth, bore no ill will toward Song Mo—out of remorse, or out of curiosity, or whatever other motive.

But Song Mo kept giving those women no chance, even openly showing his disgust.

Those women might still be able to put up with it at first, but later on, what if hatred grew from love and they wanted to take revenge on Song Mo?

These women could hear Song Mo's inner voice.

Once they wanted to work against Song Mo,

Setting traps and plotting against him would be effortless.

This was a safety issue that couldn't be ignored.

Considering this point, Song Wanrou wanted to give Song Mo a heads-up.

"Sis, what is it? Just say it."

"Um… it's just, little brother."

"Don't you think you've been a little too cold toward An Yinuo and the others? Even if you don't like them, you could still treat them like normal friends, or just politely treat them like strangers."

"Otherwise, what if they hold a grudge against you in their hearts?"

"I think you could act a little softer."

Song Mo:?

"Why should I be softer?"

"I've already made my rejection clear, and they still cling to me and bother me. If I showed even the slightest hint of possibility, wouldn't that make them even harder to shake off?"

Song Wanrou was momentarily at a loss for words.

She was coming from the angle of caring about Song Mo.

After all, if she wanted to play dirty,

Just from Song Mo's inner voice, she could come up with plenty of ways.

For instance, knowing Song Mo's upcoming whereabouts and arranging a car accident.

Or simply having people block Song Mo and work against him.

Song Wanrou couldn't guarantee whether An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei would get angry out of humiliation, and besides, there seemed to be other women—characters even more vicious and sinister?

Like the one who had schemed to cause Song Mo's car accident in the previous life.

Apparently that woman was even mixed up with the underworld…

"Little brother, you should still be a little more careful."

"Even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered."

Song Mo shook his head slightly.

"Forget it. I really find these women disgusting."

At this moment,

Song Wanrou's heart suddenly jolted.

She distinctly heard Song Mo's inner voice.

【This life is just too strange. An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei—these two women not only didn't go groveling at Chen Xi, but instead cling to me relentlessly. That alone doesn't make sense.】

【Looking at Song Wanrou like this, she's afraid I've completely offended An Yinuo and the others, and I keep feeling there's something unsaid in her words.】

【Is it that she doesn't dare say it, or that it's hard to say?】

【Interesting…】

Song Mo's face betrayed nothing.

But in reality, he began to probe.

"Sis Wanrou, why are you suddenly saying this?"

"Is there some reason?"

Song Wanrou said nervously:

"N-no, nothing!"

"Little brother, don't overthink it!"

"I was just considering that both An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei's families have a lot of power, so I felt maybe we shouldn't be too dismissive of the two of them."

"After all… haha, isn't the adult world just about going through the motions with each other!"

"So that's how it is?"

Song Mo rubbed his chin.

【Didn't believe it before, but now I'm certain】

【Sister Wanrou must be hiding something from me—why does she act so afraid I'll find out?】

Song Wanrou felt a surge of regret.

She hadn't expected Song Mo to be this observant.

She dared not continue speaking with Song Mo.

If we talked any further.

The secret of my inner thoughts…

Would be exposed!

(End of Chapter)