Chapter 77: An Yinuo Cried

Can't explain it to Bai Jiaojiao.

Song Mo returned to his room.

He removed An Yinuo from his block list.

Sent a message on WeChat to confront her...

Song Mo:?

He sent a question mark; An Yinuo replied almost instantly.

An Yinuo: (cute shy girl emoji)

Song Mo:???

Song Mo: An Yinuo, how did you get mixed up with my mom?

An Yinuo: Oh oh, Auntie is such a nice person.

An Yinuo: Auntie added me on WeChat herself!

An Yinuo: Auntie said everything's already settled—we're meeting tomorrow. Song Mo, what style of outfit do you like?

An Yinuo: Pure seduction? Lolita? JK? Princess dress?

An Yinuo: Photo (white stockings with black little leather shoes)

Song Mo was baffled.

After being reborn with the system, he devoted all his energy to building his career and had no interest in women.

But An Yinuo... as soon as I let her out of the blacklist, she sends these borderline photos—what's the meaning?

Song Mo typed on the keyboard, composing a message.

Song Mo: Don't send me stuff like this.

An Yinuo: Photo (pale, tender arch of the foot)

An Yinuo: Photo (slim yet curvy calf)

An Yinuo: Photo (cute, plump thigh)

An Yinuo: Photo (through thin, glossy white stockings, visible are the toes spread wide, each one pink and delicate)

An Yinuo: hh, these are original photos, taken just now.

Song Mo: If you send another photo like this, I'll block you again.

An Yinuo: Don't you like them? But before, when you looked at me, you always stared at my feet.

Song Mo: I don't remember ever looking at you like that.

An Yinuo: Back when we were in the same class—you'd accidentally glance at me, and I saw your eyes always flicker toward my feet.

An Yinuo: It's fine. Everyone has their preferences. I'll respect your tastes.

An Yinuo: If you only like feet and not white stockings, I can try other things—as long as you like them.

Song Mo:...

Song Mo: I don't know what caused this misunderstanding, but after we meet tomorrow, I'll clear everything up.

Song Mo: Not now. We'll talk tomorrow.

He couldn't help scrolling through the chat history.

He wondered:

Damn, are you sure the person on the other end of this phone is An Yinuo?

Song Mo carefully examined the photos and confirmed the legs and feet were unmistakably An Yinuo's—only then did his doubts fade.

"Son, don't forget to be on time!"

"If you stand anyone up and embarrass me, I'll make you regret it!"

He simply couldn't withstand his mother's threats.

Song Mo was troubled.

He wanted to end this once and for all.

So the next morning, he arrived at the agreed meeting spot with An Yinuo.

From afar, Song Mo saw An Yinuo sitting at the café, fiddling with her phone, taking photos.

His phone vibrated.

He pulled it out—it was a message from An Yinuo.

A selfie.

With the message: "Why aren't you here yet?"

Song Mo sneered.

Woman, you're this impatient over three minutes late? Clearly not a virtuous one. Today, I cut ties!

An Yinuo: You're not coming, are you?

An Yinuo: I saw you and Xia Yu and Xia Rou always meeting at this café—I thought you really liked its coffee.

Song Mo:?

Is An Yinuo paying too much attention to him?

The thought that An Yinuo had been watching him without his knowledge made Song Mo feel uneasy.

Annoyed.

Song Mo strode inside.

Walked straight to the table across from An Yinuo and sat down.

He lifted his gaze coldly, glancing at her slightly.

Today, An Yinuo wore a fox-fur hat, fluffy and adorable, paired simply with a Japanese-style jacket, while her legs were still clad in white silk stockings as usual.

Although An Yinuo loved wearing white silk stockings, they seemed different this time—she owned many styles of them, clearly distinguishable from one another.

On her feet were a pair of light, wooden-colored sandals.

It truly was "just a glance," but Song Mo had sharper observation and better eyesight.

When An Yinuo saw Song Mo, her eyes lit up with surprise.

Her gaze then stuck to Song Mo as if glued, unwilling to look away, making Song Mo sense the atmosphere had subtly turned odd.

He hadn't yet opened his mouth.

An Yinuo's plaintive voice came first.

"Song Mo, why are you ignoring me?"

"And you don't tell me anything—not even that you graduated early. If Auntie hadn't added me on WeChat during the last gathering, I wouldn't have seen you at all."

Song Mo frowned, avoiding An Yinuo's gaze as if she were a plague.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Are we that close? Miss An, if I remember correctly, didn't you just recently try to force my head down to apologize to Chen Xi?"

On An Yinuo's pure, youthful face appeared an expression of grievance even deeper than her voice.

"Didn't I already apologize to you?"

"Didn't I stand up for you in front of Leng Wanqiu last time?"

"I already admitted it was my fault, Song Mo—you're a guy, can't you just be more accommodating?"

"Even if I was wrong, can't you at least give me a chance to make it up? I truly know I was wrong—you can punish me however you want."

Song Mo let out a light laugh, coldly saying:

"No."

"You're the little princess of the An Family—am I not your father and mother's little prince?"

"Just because I'm male, am I supposed to always give in to you?"

"I don't know how you've bewitched my mother, and I don't want to ruin your perfect image in her eyes—I don't want to make my mom sad."

"Punishment isn't necessary."

"Just be sensible. Don't come bothering my life again."

Though he spoke these words, Song Mo's inner thoughts revealed the true reason for his resentment.

【If it were only the incident at the start of the semester, when you sided with Chen Xi to smear me—since it failed and you apologized, I could forgive you】

【But how do I account for the debt from my past life? In my past life, you aided Chen Xi in launching a business war against the Song Family, leaving my father perpetually worried and my mother losing weight during that time】

【And later, when that woman caused the car accident that imprisoned and tortured me to death—even though you didn't directly participate, you were still aligned with Chen Xi】

【Even as an outer claw of evil forces, you still bear responsibility for the crimes of the masterminds】

【An Yinuo, the only reason I haven't begun my revenge is because in this life, you haven't yet done anything to harm the Song Family or me】

【Otherwise, I'd settle old and new grudges together!】

An Yinuo heard every word of his inner voice.

Her little mouth quivered.

Tears poured down in a flood.

"Wah—Song Mo, you just know how to bully me…"

(End of Chapter)