Chapter 201: Never Forgive

Even though Leng Wanqiu snatched the kill on Liu Meiyun and Chen Xi, in Song Mo's heart there was still not the slightest bit of goodwill toward her.

In Song Mo's eyes, her image was forever that of an ungrateful wolf in sheep's clothing, good at disguise, sometimes even able to fool herself.

He learned from An Yinuo that Chen Xi's ability actually couldn't directly max out a person's favorability—it only pulled it up to a relatively high threshold.

Probably around the level of a secret crush.

Only after Chen Xi confirmed a relationship with someone would that person's favorability instantly max out.

In this situation, someone who already had someone they liked, like Song Wanrou, actually wouldn't fall for Chen Xi—she would just have a very good impression of Chen Xi and couldn't help believing everything Chen Xi said.

Then.

Song Mo had practically given Leng Wanqiu a second life. After her strange illness was cured, Leng Wanqiu had even, for a time, wanted to give herself to Song Mo.

So why on earth did someone like her betray Song Mo?

What were those years of Song Mo's effort even for?

It seemed that in this woman's heart, there had never been any such thing as loyalty or faithfulness—she only ever cared about herself.

Song Mo knew that, after all, Chen Xi was Leng Wanqiu's old moonlight from the past.

Leng Wanqiu might still be unable to forget him.

Add to that the system's influence, and Leng Wanqiu probably had a momentary lapse of judgment, choosing between Song Mo and Chen Xi the once-unattainable moonlight of her past.

If you want reasons, there are countless reasons to be found.

But is there any point?

If An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei were unintentional, and their fault wasn't great;

Song Wanrou was because her mind had been influenced, and foolishly hoped Song Mo could make up with Chen Xi, and was used in order to protect Song Mo;

Then Leng Wanqiu knew everything, and betrayed him completely anyway.

Her betrayal.

Turned Song Mo into a complete clown.

The figure that had accompanied Leng Wanqiu for three years, in Song Mo's original memory, was tall and worthy of his own pride.

But after that, it completely turned into the image of a clown with a red nose in a circus.

"Wake up, your nose fell off!"

This was the shame of Song Mo's life.

He would absolutely never let it go.

Song Mo suddenly felt the urge to unburden himself.

An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei were both reborn, so there were many things Song Mo couldn't easily say even to the person sharing his pillow, but saying them to the two of them was no problem.

Song Mo began, "An Yinuo, Lin Weiwei, do you know?"

"In my past life, I almost got engaged to Leng Wanqiu."

The very first words were a bombshell. An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei both pricked up their ears to listen, and at the same time sensed that Song Mo's emotions at this moment seemed somewhat suppressed, so neither of them dared to speak out of turn.

Song Mo continued.

"After I helped Leng Wanqiu cure the strange illness on her body, Leng Wanqiu was overjoyed. Back then she walked with her chest puffed out, looked in the mirror countless times a day, and every time she looked in the mirror she'd look at me, her eyes shining."

"She proposed to me, but I refused."

"I didn't give a reason, just said, 'It's still early, let's wait a while.' But what I was thinking inside was that the Song Group was surrounded by powerful enemies, I was under enormous pressure, and I simply had no time for romance."

"On one hand, I was thinking that after everything outside was settled, I'd consider the matter of falling in love; on the other hand, I felt that proposing was something a man should do—when the dust settled, I'd give her a grand engagement ceremony."

"I never expected that what came in the end was a stab in the back from the Leng Group. Because she was close to me, she leaked some of my company's secrets. Fortunately, she didn't know the core secrets…"

Song Mo had never before shown such a murderous hatred, but tonight, opening his heart to An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei, he spoke with a gritted-teeth, deep-seated loathing.

This made An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei both a little scared, and a little relieved.

They were afraid Song Mo would hate them like that; what relieved them was that the person Song Mo truly hated was Leng Wanqiu.

"Even now, when I think of what I once gave, I want to travel back and slap myself."

"Damn it, with all that free time, even a dog I raised would still lick me!"

Song Mo had vented his emotions about enough.

He immediately felt much lighter in his chest.

"Woof woof~"

Suddenly, a coquettish dog bark made Song Mo's brain crash on the spot.

???

In the darkness, Song Mo's gaze couldn't help but turn toward An Yinuo.

Was she… in heat?

Lin Weiwei also stared at An Yinuo in shock.

"An Yinuo, why are you barking like a dog?"

In the dark of night, after the lights were out it was pitch black, so An Yinuo couldn't see Song Mo's or Lin Weiwei's expressions at all, but she still felt as if two almost tangible stares were fixed on her.

The instant An Yinuo barked, she regretted it.

Now she regretted it even more, to the point of wanting to slap herself.

She had no idea what had gotten into her—somehow, on hearing Song Mo say "might as well raise a dog," she had barked like a dog.

And in that coquettish, cutesy tone, no less.

She must be sick…

An Yinuo, in for a penny in for a pound, said: "That's exactly what I meant!"

"I'm saying instead of raising a dog, you might as well raise me!"

"I'm better behaved than a dog! And cuter than a dog!"

Lin Weiwei's tone, full of praise and amazement just now, now dripped with sarcasm.

"Then you're really amazing!"

"An Yinuo, you're better than a dog—fantastic!"

An Yinuo: "…"

"Hahahaha…"

Song Mo couldn't help laughing; his laughter shattered the silence.

Laughter is contagious, so Lin Weiwei couldn't help joining in.

Why not laugh? It really is funny!

An Yinuo, that fool, had been embarrassed and regretful just moments ago, yet he too was infected and began laughing.

This burst of laughter lasted a full thirty seconds.

Even the relationship among the three had drawn closer because of this shared laughter.

Laughter sometimes has a bit of magic.

After the laughter faded, the room fell silent once more.

After a while, An Yinuo's muffled voice emerged from beneath the covers.

"Song Mo."

"Hmm?"

"Can you laugh more often in the future? Even though I can't see clearly at night, I always feel you must look better smiling than frowning. But whenever I'm around, your brow is always furrowed…"

Song Mo fell silent for a moment.

"Alright."

His reply marked the end of his standoff with An Yinuo.

Even Lin Weiwei couldn't help but marvel.

How had An Yinuo managed that? She had always thought An Yinuo was just a fool, yet the dead end she saw had been broken by An Yinuo…

Was An Yinuo secretly brilliant, or was it just dumb luck?

"Go to sleep."

Song Mo whispered softly, then closed his eyes.

(End of Chapter)