Chapter 144

(As for why Liu Meiyun cannot hear thoughts—this is actually a foreshadowing, to be explained later in the novel; currently, it cannot be revealed. Female protagonists who hear thoughts are generally not killed, but merely not killed—the specific handling methods vary by person.)

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Song Mo received word that plainclothes police were arriving.

He sat calmly in his seat, wearing a mysterious, inscrutable smile, gazing at Liu Meiyun before him as if she were already a corpse.

Liu Meiyun did not sense this subtle atmosphere.

She felt embarrassed under Song Mo's stare.

Without thinking, she touched her face.

"Is there something on my face?"

Song Mo shook his head slightly.

"No, Miss Liu, your attire today is very beautiful."

Liu Meiyun laughed softly, her eyes dripping with seduction.

"Little Brother Song, your mouth is so sweet, like it's coated in honey—I sometimes just want to taste it and find out what flavor it really is!"

Song Mo smiled politely.

He said nothing.

He was unusually tolerant toward Liu Meiyun now.

The dead deserve respect; the living shouldn't dwell on so much…

The doorbell rang.

"Come in," Liu Meiyun said coldly.

The person outside, granted entry, brought up dessert and fruit.

After her subordinates served the food, Liu Meiyun gently plucked a grape and held it to Song Mo's lips.

"Little brother, have some fruit to cut the richness?"

Song Mo frowned.

He sniffed carefully—again, damn it, it was aphrodisiac scent!

Is this woman just asking for it? So fucking desperate…

Too bad, Liu Meiyun wanted it—but Song Mo wasn't willing to give it to her!

He declined: "No thanks, I just ate a lot—I'm not hungry for fruit anymore."

Liu Meiyun insisted on feeding him.

Song Mo stood up immediately, putting distance between them.

"Miss Liu, please show some restraint."

Liu Meiyun's body stiffened, eyeing Song Mo with suspicion.

【Could he have figured it out?】

【That shouldn't be possible—this is barely detectable aphrodisiac, ordinary people couldn't smell it at all. Or is his sense of smell unusually sharp?】

Liu Meiyun refused to believe it.

Her expression darkened as she pressed pressure upon Song Mo:

"Little Brother Song, it's fine you don't drink alcohol."

"But why won't you even eat fruit? Do you think I'm poisoning you?"

"Besides, you just ate a huge meal."

Facing Liu Meiyun's sudden change in demeanor, Song Mo remained calm, utterly unfazed.

"Miss Liu, we're complete strangers."

"You had me forcibly brought here—why should I obey every command you give me, and why must I give you an explanation?"

"I think you've overstepped."

Liu Meiyun's face turned utterly grim.

This was her true nature.

Those who follow me prosper; those who defy me die.

Anything she desired, if she could not obtain it, she would shed all pretense and pursue it recklessly.

Liu Meiyun and Song Mo remained locked in silence for a while.

Suddenly, she spoke.

"You know?"

She was asking whether Song Mo knew the alcohol and fruit had been laced with drugs.

Song Mo replied coldly:

"Know what?"

"I simply refuse to eat whatever you force me to eat."

Liu Meiyun was stunned.

Only now did she realize she'd been foolish.

She'd been far too obvious.

Song Mo's phone suddenly popped up a message.

He picked it up to check.

It was from Officer Xiao Zhang.

"I've contacted the narcotics police—dozens of plainclothes officers are now positioned around you, ensuring your safety and monitoring the Poison Widow."

"But one thing—the authorities want to let the line run long to catch bigger fish. I'm asking for your opinion—remember, your own safety comes first."

Song Mo replied:

"Fine, you guys go at your own pace. I'll keep her busy for a bit. The rest is none of my business—I'm getting ready to leave."

"What are you doing?"

Liu Meiyun blurted out a line out of nowhere.

Song Mo said impatiently:

"Ms. Liu, what I do doesn't need to be reported to you."

"My sister is asking why I haven't come home yet."

"If it gets any later, my bodyguards will report to my parents."

Liu Meiyun's expression flickered between dark and light.

She had originally wanted to take Song Mo down gently, but his vigilance was simply too strong, so much so that by the end their relationship had grown stiff again.

Liu Meiyun insisted:

"You can leave, but not drinking is not giving me face."

"One glass, then you're free to go!"

Song Mo let out a contemptuous snort.

"You drugged the wine—did you think I wouldn't notice?"

"Ms. Liu, goodbye."

Now Liu Meiyun was already being watched by the police.

The surrounding area had been sealed off.

Although for the moment they wouldn't move to arrest her.

But the moment Liu Meiyun tried to flee, or tried to leave Modu, she would discover she was already caught in a trap, unable to escape at all.

At this point, there was really nothing more for Song Mo to do.

As a citizen, all he needed to do now was protect himself.

So Song Mo headed straight for the door.

"Bang bang—"

The door was locked from the inside.

He couldn't get out at all.

Liu Meiyun let out a coquettish laugh and swayed her hips as she stepped forward.

"Little brother Song Mo, this place of big sister's isn't somewhere you can just come and go as you please, you know?"

Liu Meiyun slowly stepped forward.

As she swayed her steps, her spring scenery was fully revealed.

She was no longer hiding it now—she had completely started putting out.

Seeing the disgust and revulsion on Song Mo's face, Liu Meiyun didn't mind at all.

【Little boys are all like this—they like to pretend to be pure and lofty, but when a woman really goes in for the kill, can't they hold back anyway?】

Liu Meiyun pressed her whole body against Song Mo, and at the same time her hand made a slight grab, and a pair of lace-trimmed tights appeared in her hand.

With a casual toss, she began the hunt.

Song Mo had truly never been this disgusted before.

Even when he was being tortured in his previous life, he had never suffered this kind of torment.

Song Mo's brows furrowed slightly.

His grasp of ancient Chinese medicine had already reached the Proficient level. When he had looked at Liu Meiyun's complexion earlier, something had already seemed off. Now, smelling that rotting seafood stench, he concluded directly:

【Holy shit! This woman is a Biochemical Mother Body!】

Song Mo was so repulsed he could barely stand it, and kicked Liu Meiyun away directly.

Liu Meiyun was kicked and slammed onto the ground, her eyes filled with disbelief and humiliation, and she glared at Song Mo venomously.

At this moment, she finally faced reality.

Song Mo wasn't pretending—his disgust and revulsion were completely undisguised.

He truly did find her filthy!

Furious from embarrassment, Liu Meiyun shouted loudly:

"Do you really think I won't lay hands on you?"

"I'm not exactly hard on the eyes, am I!"

"I'm throwing myself at you for free and you still won't have it—who are you looking down on!"

Song Mo used his hand to fan the air.

His expression was strange.

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

"Earlier, the perfume on you was covering up that rotting smell, so I didn't see it right away."

"Liu Meiyun, you've got at least three STDs on you—are you not aware of that?"

Song Mo's tone carried pity and disgust.

The way he looked at Liu Meiyun was like looking at garbage.

(End of chapter)