Chapter 130: Liu Meiyun: You

Song Mo kissed Xia Yu, cradling her face as he did so.

Xia Yu wrapped her arms around Song Mo.

For over a minute, Xia Yu couldn't catch her breath, and only then did Song Mo finally stop.

Xia Rou watched from the side.

A faint ache still lingered in her heart.

But thinking of the years she and her sister had grown up together, and of Xia Yu's care for her, Xia Rou told herself to accept it positively.

After Song Mo and Xia Yu finished kissing.

Xia Yu burst into tears.

Glistening tears slid down her face.

Seeing this, Song Mo kissed away her tears.

Xia Rou knew these were tears of joy—her sister's wish fulfilled—and so she wasn't anxious; instead, the last trace of her resentment vanished.

【As long as my sister is happy…】

After confirming their relationship.

Xia Yu pushed Song Mo away.

On her tear-streaked face, a smile bloomed.

"Alright, today you're my sister's. I've only taken this little bit of you—and I'm already satisfied."

Song Mo touched his earlobe.

He felt a bit embarrassed.

But could he really let go?

He squeezed Xia Yu's hand—it was thinner than Xia Rou's. If Xia Rou's hands were plump like a kitten's paws, Xia Yu's were more bony, like delicate jade.

"Are you both hungry?"

"It's already past one. Let's go eat."

The three of them got into the car.

Song Mo drove toward the Song Family.

They had originally planned to eat at a five-star restaurant, but Song Mo wanted to cook himself.

It was also a way to show himself off to the two sisters.

…

Yinghuaguo.

A woman dressed in a kimono, elegant as a cherry blossom, boarded the plane with a sweet smile.

She waved to her parents in the distance, a silent farewell.

Dushima Yingxue pulled out her phone and sent a message to Song Mo.

"Teacher, I've boarded the flight to Huaguo."

"I'll arrive in Modu today."

"Teacher, what's your address?"

"I'll come to visit you in person. This time, to show my respect, I've prepared quite a gift."

"I hope you'll like it!"

After sending the message, Dushima Yingxue smiled faintly and boarded the plane.

She'd finally finished handling the petty affairs back home—now she wouldn't be troubled for a long time, so she could stay by her teacher's side for a long while!

She was already impatient…

These past days in Huaguo, Dushima Yingxue couldn't help comparing every man she saw to Song Mo—how did they measure up? The answer was certain.

Song Mo was the most outstanding man she had ever seen.

He was both cultured and martial, and stunningly beautiful.

Just like herself.

【I and Song Mo Jun are the same kind of person—we are made for each other. From the moment I was born, my duty was to become Song Mo Jun's woman.】

【A perfect man like Song Mo Jun and a perfect woman like me—if we don't combine our genes and pass them on, it would be a loss to humanity.】

Dushima Yingxue was exactly this kind of person.

She had extraordinary talent.

Any skill,

Whether athletic: swimming, long-distance running, basketball, badminton, tennis, baseball, golf…

Or literary: literature, foreign languages, mathematics, physics, biology, even obscure oracle bone script…

These skills—whenever Dushima Yingxue decided to learn them and devoted ample time and effort, she could quickly reach Beginner, then Proficient.

If she were willing to spend years immersed in study, she might even reach the threshold of World Master.

Someone like her was born a genius.

Combined with her flawless beauty, she naturally felt superior, and looked down on every man in Yinghuaguo.

Until she noticed Song Mo's existence.

She had never admired strength before—because no strong man had ever been able to conquer her;

Now she only wanted to be conquered by Song Mo—to be utterly dominated by him, with no regard for her feelings, no respect for her dignity.

Lately, Dushima Yingxue often fantasized in the dead of night.

If only she were Song Mo's possession.

Just thinking of it made her heart race with excitement.

……

Chen Xi had been attending Liu Meiyun these past few days.

Liu Meiyun had lost patience with Chen Xi.

Her initial gentleness was merely the patience one shows upon first encountering an interesting toy.

But once that patience was exhausted, the tenderness ceased to exist.

After all, at her core, she was a venomous snake.

A black widow spider…

She had personally killed her so-called "husband," and with ruthless methods and an iron grip, taken over all the power and assets left behind by the deceased Fu Ye.

Liu Meiyun didn't mind keeping a little puppy, provided that puppy was useful.

But Chen Xi was useless.

Chen Xi was kicked to the ground. A flash of resentment and viciousness crossed his eyes, but the instant Liu Meiyun rose, it instantly transformed into fawning.

Liu Meiyun walked over to Chen Xi's side.

"Mmph…"

Chen Xi didn't dare spit it out.

He merely held back the urge to vomit, and looked at Liu Meiyun with a pleading gaze.

Liu Meiyun glanced at him with contempt.

"How can there be a man as useless as you in this world?"

"Your looks aren't bad, your background is pitiable enough, but I never expected your bones to be so cheap, and your constitution so utterly useless."

"What are you still alive for?"

"Not a shred of backbone either."

"Why don't you just go die?"

Liu Meiyun's humiliation had reached the absolute extreme!

But right in front of her face—

Chen Xi didn't dare show even a hint of anger!

After spending a few days together,

Liu Meiyun finally dropped her disguise!

Chen Xi saw it with his own eyes—

How she threw a person into a pool of leeches, letting that person be sucked to death by the leeches!

Saw with his own eyes how Liu Meiyun chopped off someone's fingers inch by inch, as casually as chopping vegetables, and then fed them to her dogs!

How would Chen Xi dare be angry?

He could rage at An Yinuo, could tear off all pretense with Leng Wanqiu, and dared to oppose Song Mo at every turn!

Because he knew all those people were people who followed rules!

But Liu Meiyun was different!

Her rule was to hack you to death!

Chen Xi was like a lapdog.

Liu Meiyun let out a contemptuous snort and offered a fitting appraisal.

"A top-grade despicable man!"

(End of this chapter)