Chapter 57: Flirting with Song Wanrou? Chen Xi, You Don't Know What's Good for You!

"Hahaha!"

Xia Rou let out a burst of carefree laughter.

"Right now there's no one around."

"And this is your turf."

"Boss, even if you wanted to do something, could two weak women like us possibly stop you?"

Song Mo shook his head, striking a thoughtful pose.

"That's hard to say."

"Since ancient times, there have only been oxen that died of exhaustion, never fields that were plowed to ruin."

"Besides, you two against one is not in my favor."

Xia Yu's face reddened.

"Are you out of your mind? Making dirty jokes at your employees!"

Song Mo gave a disdainful smile.

"It was clearly some employees who provoked the boss first."

"And now they're playing the victim first."

Seeing the two women still wanting to argue back, Song Mo hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt.

"Right, the photos and videos shot today—don't post them for now."

"Uh, I mean don't post them."

"Why?"

Xia Yu and Xia Rou felt puzzled.

Song Mo explained: "It's not perfect enough yet."

"Today was just a trial shoot, to see the effect."

"Wait until my skills have improved a little, then we'll reshoot."

"By the way, what do you two think of the effect?"

Xia Yu and Xia Rou exchanged a glance.

Xia Rou said: "Boss, how about you put your clothes on first, then we can sit down and talk about this topic."

"You're standing there shirtless, and I feel pretty embarrassed looking."

Xia Yu chimed in:

"Yeah, I blush looking at it too."

Song Mo sheepishly put his clothes on.

Only then did the two give their assessment.

"From a woman's aesthetic perspective, I think it's already that perfect build where adding more would make it too bulky and subtracting would make it too thin, but for men... hard to say."

"We don't know, you'd have to ask the men."

"OK."

Song Mo made a hand gesture, then sent the two back to school.

After that, he returned to the Lianwuchang and, as always, began practicing the Five Animal Frolics.

Because of his persistence during this period—and mainly because the system daddy was absurdly overpowered—Song Mo could even feel the Qi sensation in his body growing stronger and stronger.

It was no longer the faint, barely detectable Qi sensation from when he had just begun the Five Animal Frolics, but the density of his Qi was still not that high.

To use a not-quite-appropriate analogy.

Right now it was "a thread of breath hanging by a thread."

But he figured that if he kept at it for a while longer, he should soon be able to train out a thumb-sized clump of "Qi"?

Good lord, all those other qigong masters out there are fakes!

Does that mean Song Mo has become a real one?

It had to be said, such rapid progress—apart from benefiting from the Five Animal Frolics being insanely buffed after the system remade it, was also due to the Marrow-Washing Pill's enhancement of Song Mo's aptitude.

And also...

The medicinal effects of the Da Huan Dan still stored within his body!

Song Mo had checked through every channel available to him.

Whether back then or now, there had never been any qigong master with solid evidence appearing!

He was very likely the first person in all of history!

Even if he wasn't, as long as no one challenged him to a duel, and characters from novels like Murong Fu and Qiao Feng didn't suddenly pop out—

Who but him would be the leader of the future world's Martial Dao?

Thinking of this, Song Mo's motivation grew even stronger.

Meanwhile.

Chen Xi had already been placed under surveillance by Leng Wanqiu.

He was already being followed.

But clearly,

Chen Xi didn't know about this.

Because he'd been feeling terribly frustrated lately, he chose to go out and clear his head.

Yet beside a garden, at a bookstore, he ran into someone familiar-looking.

This person didn't know Chen Xi.

But Chen Xi knew her especially well.

Because her name was Song Wanrou.

She was Song Mo's older sister.

She was also the trigger that made Chen Xi, the moment he first laid eyes on her in a short video, go mad with jealousy over Song Mo — he hated the world with a passion for giving Song Mo so many preferential treatments.

An extraordinary family background, outstanding looks, a family that loved him…

Who would have thought he'd run into her here?

Chen Xi's heart immediately began to itch.

The jealousy toward Song Mo in his heart, along with that infinitely yearning, slightly pathological desire, made Chen Xi's next action inevitable.

Chen Xi took out his phone, flipped to the front-facing camera, carefully tidied up his appearance and his facial expression.

Until he saw the image on screen — a pitifully delicate boy who looked as if he'd shatter at a touch, brimming with a sense of fragility and story — and couldn't help but shiver.

Only then did he step forward, full of confidence.

"Hello, miss, may I ask if you're reading?"

A soft, broken young man's voice drifted into Song Wanrou's ears.

Upon hearing it, Song Wanrou lifted her head in a daze.

As if her heart had been stirred into disarray by Chen Xi's air of fragility.

She lowered her head, looking almost shy.

But all of this was merely a disguise.

What Chen Xi took for bashfulness as she lowered her head was, in truth, a cold smile frozen to the extreme.

Song Wanrou had been waiting here for Chen Xi on purpose.

That disgusting, annoying, loathsome thing had disrupted her normal life — the close, inseparable bond between her and her younger brother was no longer what it once was, and her peace and tranquility had been thrown into utter chaos.

This cockroach from the sewer, maggot in the toilet, something so disgusting it made people lose their appetite — how could she tolerate it crawling onto her dinner table again and again?

Destroying her happiness?

Song Wanrou was not a bad child who broke laws and rules; from childhood she had always observed school rules, and even grown up she still abided by laws and regulations.

Naturally she wouldn't take malicious revenge and give others a handle against her.

But then again, people who've read too many books all have dirty hearts.

She laid the trap right in front of Chen Xi — if Chen Xi kept a respectful distance from her, naturally all would be well; but if he harbored ill intentions… heh.

It all depended on which path Chen Xi would choose.

Song Wanrou didn't need to guess, because if Chen Xi chose wrong, she could help him make the right choice.

Back to reality.

Song Wanrou lifted the book in her hand a little.

"Of course I'm reading."

Her speaking voice had always been very gentle — it was her natural tone and speaking habit.

Only when facing Chen Xi did she wish she could speak a little more harshly.

Chen Xi gave an apologetic smile.

"This miss, I'm so dumb — I asked a pointless question."

"What I meant to ask was, do you really like Mr. Yu Qiuyu?"

Chen Xi smiled and pointed at the book in Song Wanrou's hand — the title was *Cultural Journey of Hardship*, the author Yu Qiuyu.

Although it was a very common extracurricular reading book.

Chen Xi didn't know that either.

He had devoted all his mind to taking shortcuts to change his fate, and to envying others — where would he find the leisure to read any extracurricular books?

He barely even flipped through his textbooks…

The reason he knew was simply that he'd just searched it on his phone.

Song Wanrou heard this and covered her lips in pleasant surprise.

"You like Yu Qiuyu too?!"

Chen Xi felt he had it in the bag.

His intuition told him that the girl in front of him had definitely never been in a relationship.

Or even if she had, she was the pure, innocent type.

Either possibility worked in his favor.

Because the purer and more schemeless someone was, the easier they were to deceive.

The corner of Chen Xi's mouth couldn't help but curve up into an arc.

Inside, he was smug and self-satisfied.

(End of chapter)