Chapter 30: Three Women, One Stage

Modu Airport.

A warm breeze brushed against his face; the Paris trip had indeed felt fresh.

But stepping back onto home soil, he felt an extraordinary sense of familiarity and solidity.

"Song Mo!"

In the distance, a beautiful girl in jeans waved excitedly.

Seeing Xia Rou, Song Mo was glad, yet he still walked up quickly and said:

"Didn't I say you didn't need to pick me up? Aren't you skipping class?"

Xia Rou laughed heartily.

"Just take a day off—the teacher is very easygoing."

She held her hands behind her back, leaning slightly forward as she spoke to Song Mo, radiating the vitality of a young girl.

But she leaned too hard and nearly fell.

Luckily, Song Mo caught Xia Rou.

Xia Yu also walked over from the other side, holding up her camera.

"This is historically significant—a meeting my dear sister has longed for, captured at the moment she fell and was caught, that pure little expression—tsk tsk…"

"You took a photo of that?"

Xia Rou panicked and tried to snatch Xia Yu's camera.

"Delete it right now!"

Song Wanrou smiled helplessly beside them.

She disliked other girls getting close to her brother, always suspecting they had ulterior motives—but Xia Rou was an exception.

Even though she knew Xia Rou had feelings for Song Mo, she simply couldn't dislike this simple, kind girl.

Xia Yu whispered something into Xia Rou's ear, and Xia Rou stopped demanding the photo be deleted.

Song Mo stretched and smiled: "Thank you both, beautiful ladies, for worrying about me back home—I haven't forgotten our agreement."

"Come to my place—I've already told Lin Yi."

"Today, I'll cook for you myself—let you see my skills!"

The Song Family's driver was already waiting.

They didn't chat long.

Soon they got in the car and returned to the Song Family.

Song Mo went into the kitchen and got to work.

【Culinary Mastery: 1/1000】

For today's meal, he'd studied many classic cookbooks Sheldon had gathered for him, plus several tutorial videos.

Though he hadn't actually cooked yet, his Culinary Mastery skill level had genuinely risen.

Read ten thousand books, stir-fry with divine skill.

At the dining table.

After Song Mo left, the atmosphere grew tense.

Xia Rou frowned in distress; Xia Yu's expression was also grim.

Song Wanrou tightened her brows even more.

"Wanrou-jie, I used an account to post a clarification video, urging netizens to stay rational, since there was zero evidence against Song Mo."

"But the video sank without a trace—no response at all."

"Logically, with the 'Song Mo collapse' trend so hot, my video shouldn't have gone unnoticed—it was probably shadowbanned."

"Soon after I suspected this, the video was taken down and my account was banned."

Xia Rou hadn't shown worry in front of Song Mo.

But now, she grew anxious.

"There must be capital power behind this."

"Did Song Mo… offend someone?"

Song Wanrou's expression turned icy.

"To smear someone across the entire internet to this extent—it's not just capital, but major capital. As for who…"

Song Wanrou suddenly asked:

"By the way, Xia Rou, do you know someone named Chen Xi?"

"Chen Xi?" Xia Rou exclaimed.

"It can't be him, right?"

Although Chen Xi had clashed with Song Mo and previously smeared him, his family background was poor—he had zero capital to oppose Song Mo!

Song Wanrou frowned—she actually knew him?

She should've asked Xia Rou earlier!

Chen Xi—this name had become her nightmare.

Like a mountain blocking the bond between her and her brother.

In her brother's thoughts, he always linked himself to this person—who persistently harassed him, endlessly and relentlessly.

Song Wanrou had already labeled Chen Xi as an enemy!

Though she was gentle, when it came to anything involving her brother, she became cold and merciless.

"Xia Rou, tell me everything about Chen Xi."

Song Wanrou's voice carried a chill, giving Xia Rou a completely new understanding of her.

So, Sister Wanrou has this side to her too?

Without delay, Xia Rou sensed something was amiss.

She quickly relayed all of Chen Xi's information to Song Wanrou.

His background, identity, age, appearance…

Including Chen Xi's past conflict with Song Mo.

As she spoke, Song Wanrou's expression visibly turned icy, making Xia Rou feel uneasy.

Xia Yu also knew nothing of Chen Xi.

So she listened intently, a thoughtful look appearing in her eyes.

When she finished, Xia Rou couldn't help asking:

"Could this be connected to Chen Xi?"

"But he has no power or influence—just an orphan. How could he possibly have such capacity?"

Song Wanrou pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

Xia Yu suddenly said: "He indeed lacks such power, but that doesn't mean he's uninvolved."

"Sister, didn't you say Chen Xi smeared mud on Song Mo? With no power or influence, how did he manage to smear him so effectively?"

"It's because of An Yinuo!" Xia Rou blurted out.

"He couldn't force Song Mo, but An Yinuo could!"

Then, a sudden insight struck her, and she exclaimed in shock:

"Sister, are you saying An Yinuo used the Modu An Family's power to smear Song Mo across the entire internet?"

"Not necessarily An Yinuo," Xia Yu shook her head. "But Chen Xi clearly leveraged someone else's power—though this is only one possibility."

"It might not even be connected to Chen Xi at all."

Song Wanrou finally spoke.

"It's Chen Xi!"

Her tone was certain, unwavering!

And filled with boundless revulsion!

"But the one helping him behind the scenes isn't An Yinuo—it's Leng Wanqiu!"

This was the insight revealed to Song Wanrou by her brother's inner voice!

"Leng Wanqiu?" Xia Yu found the name vaguely familiar.

She searched online.

The terms "Kyoto's young lady" and "heir to the Leng Group" appeared before her eyes.

"No wonder she has such power—she's from Kyoto."

Xia Rou hesitated, nervously saying:

"Uh, I have one more piece of information."

"It's… An Yinuo seems very concerned about Song Mo."

"When Song Mo took leave, she came specifically to ask me why he didn't come to class."

"She seems very interested in what he's doing."

The group fell into thought.

Song Mo had no idea the three women outside were exhausting themselves worrying over him.

If he knew, he'd only sigh and curse.

"Just mind your own business! Do I need you to worry about me? Stop meddling!"

Song Mo had zero awareness of being smeared across the entire internet.

He was now leisurely savoring his fish soup.

Delicious! Aromatic!

"Ladies! Your lunch is ready—please enjoy!"

Song Mo brought out the lavish dishes and invited the women to eat.

(End of Chapter)