Chapter 3: Song Mo, I Never Dare to Tattle Again

(Reader feedback added in parentheses — Chapter 2 was blocked after edits, waiting for review to release it…)

Song Mo took several steps back.

He widened the distance between himself and An Yinuo.

His expression was cold.

There was even a hint of disgust in his eyes.

His dislike of An Yinuo was completely undisguised.

If he didn't have the system, Song Mo would surely have gently cleared his name, then quickly left the Song Family and taken his parents far away.

Because he couldn't fight against the powerful inertia of the plot!

But now.

With a Golden Finger, would he still be this spineless?

He might as well bash his head against a block of tofu and let someone else transmigrate over to take his place!

Song Mo cast a deep, measured glance at An Yinuo.

This time, he really wanted to know — once he grew strong enough that even those women behind Chen Xi in his past life couldn't shake him.

He wanted to see.

Chen Xi, how long can you keep laughing?

In his past life, Chen Xi was a top-tier green tea bitch — he kept his distance from all his affairs, only because he couldn't break his own persona, and didn't want to lose the whole forest for one tree.

Besides, those women were no simple catches.

Song Mo said calmly, "Let's go. Didn't you say you wanted me to apologize to Chen Xi?"

"Putting apologies aside for now — how about Chen Xi and I face each other directly, and we see who's actually lying?"

An Yinuo's mood sank a little.

Ever since she was little, she had always been the one others liked.

She had never even felt malice directed at her.

But ever since she started hearing Song Mo's inner thoughts.

She realized that she, too, could be disliked by someone.

An Yinuo felt very wronged.

Wasn't it just asking Song Mo to go apologize?

If you did something wrong, you should apologize in the first place.

If Song Mo was making up stories about her just because she wanted him to apologize, then that would prove he was a truly terrible person.

"Fine, let's go face each other directly!"

An Yinuo said, puffing with anger.

She wanted to see — once they stood before the witness, whether Song Mo could still act so self-righteous as he did now!

Among the crowd watching, a girl couldn't help but speak up:

"I think maybe it really wasn't Song Mo who did it?"

"After all, Song Mo only went to the restroom during break."

"And I don't feel like he's that kind of person…"

An Yinuo was furious and immediately fired back at the girl.

"Is it because you think he's good-looking, so you're taking his side?"

From within the crowd, a simp immediately chimed in:

"School Beauty An is right — a person's character has nothing to do with their looks!"

"Those handsome ones are mostly unreliable!"

Song Mo looked at the boy who had spoken.

He sneered inwardly.

Oh yes, yes, yes — you're ugly, so you're the most reliable one of all!

"Classmate, someone who looks like me is indeed unreliable — you must be reliable to the extreme."

An Yinuo was almost amused by the contrast between Song Mo's words and his inner thoughts.

No!

She must not laugh!

An Yinuo kept a straight face, struggling to hold back her laughter.

Her expression was solemn.

At a glance, she looked like she was pondering a difficult math problem.

"You—!" The boy was momentarily speechless.

He felt as though he had been humiliated.

But Song Mo hadn't actually uttered a single insulting word, so even if the boy wanted to argue back, he had no angle to attack — and in the end could only slink away into the crowd in embarrassment.

Hiding his awkwardness.

Song Mo gave a contemptuous snort and headed straight outside.

"Hey! Where are you going now?"

An Yinuo anxiously chased after him.

Song Mo turned his head, his expression somewhere between a smile and not.

"Miss An, didn't we agree to go confront Chen Xi face to face?"

"Chen Xi is in the school clinic right now, dabbing at his tears — poor little thing, isn't he? Stuck in a restroom for over an hour and he's already come down with Yu Yu Syndrome!"

"Oh no! I messed up—it's a boy, after all."

"I always thought Chen Xi was the reincarnation of Lin Daiyu... Sorry, sorry, but it's not entirely my fault—he sheds more tears than Little Sister Lin herself."

A burst of laughter erupted from the onlookers.

Thinking carefully, Song Mo was actually right.

Chen Xi did indeed cry at the drop of a hat, but since everyone was already an adult, not a naive middle schooler, no one mocked him for it.

Otherwise, with such a weirdo around,

how many boys would have taken him as a joke?

An Yinuo clenched her fists.

She looked around and snapped:

"Don't laugh!"

"Chen Xi is our classmate too, and he's been an orphan since childhood—he's pitiful. His heart is already fragile; if you mock him like this, his Yu Yu Syndrome will only worsen."

An Yinuo shouldn't have said that.

The moment she did, the students' stifled giggles became impossible to suppress.

An Yinuo was on the verge of tears.

"An classmate, what's wrong?"

A concerned voice came from beside her.

An Yinuo looked at him through tear-blurred eyes.

"Don't pretend to be kind!"

"No, please!"

Song Mo was frantic.

"An classmate, you're not catching Yu Yu Syndrome too, are you?"

"What should we do?"

"Why don't we postpone the apology for now? You should go talk to Chen Xi first—exchange some insights about Yu Yu Syndrome?"

Song Mo was terrible!

An Yinuo crouched down, her neat short hair hiding her face as two quiet tears slipped down.

Though An Yinuo was foolish, compared to other heroines, she wasn't particularly cruel.

Song Mo didn't want to make things harder for her.

He reached out and pulled her up from the ground.

"Come on, An classmate—don't keep Chen Xi waiting too long."

An Yinuo wiped her tears and glared:

"I don't need your concern!"

"I'm not nearly as fragile as you think!"

The onlookers had blocked the path completely.

Song Mo raised his voice.

"Everyone, make way! Let me through!"

"I'm about to go to the school clinic to see a doctor... I think I might have Yu Yu Syndrome too—I need to get it properly diagnosed."

An Yinuo was furious again at Song Mo.

"Puh—"

A few chuckles rang out, and the crowd slowly parted.

When Song Mo and An Yinuo arrived at the school clinic and pushed the door open, they saw a slender boy with shoulder-length hair, looking frail, sitting on the hospital bed with tear-filled eyes.

He quietly wiped away tears.

He acted as if he were deaf.

He didn't hear the door opening or the students entering.

He sniffled and wiped his eyes for a long time.

Only then did he seem to suddenly notice people had come in.

He frantically wiped his tears.

His misty eyes turned toward the group.

When he saw Song Mo, his body jerked sharply—he looked terrified.

Only when his gaze landed on An Yinuo beside Song Mo did he begin to feel slightly reassured.

"Chen Xi, I've brought Song Mo to—"

An Yinuo hadn't finished speaking.

Chen Xi choked out, interrupting:

"I'm sorry, Song Mo, I didn't mean to snitch—it was the monitor who cared too much. I told you because I was afraid she'd worry."

"Please don't blame the monitor."

"If you're angry, take it out on me alone."

"I—I won't snitch again..."

His voice trembled with sobs.

How unjust!

How heart-wrenching!

How pitiful!

(End of chapter)