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Chapter 48 If there's another mahjong game tonight, be sure to call me!

Chen Mo looked at the group of girls walking over from that direction and couldn't help but smile.

"Alright, there's no need to pay too much attention to those unimportant people; it's a waste of time. Let's eat."

The women sat down in their respective seats with smiles on their faces, picked up their chopsticks, and began to eat.

Chen Mo didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said that.

Lin Wan's expression changed slightly.

Insignificant people?

She suddenly gripped the chopsticks in her hand, looked up at Chen Mo, a flash of anger in her eyes, and her lips parted slightly, as if preparing to say something.

The man sitting opposite her spoke first, looking gloomy, his voice low but his tone aggressive.

"Alright, shut up. Aren't you embarrassed enough already?"

He picked up a napkin from the table and wiped his mouth hard, then crumpled the napkin into a ball and threw it on the table.

"What bad luck! I went out to eat and got mocked for no reason. Fine, I don't want to eat anymore. I'll pay the bill. You can stay here by yourself."

He picked up his bag from the chair next to him, stood up, and walked towards the door without looking back.

He was utterly fed up with the way people were staring at him, like they were looking at a monkey in a zoo.

He's a man who cares about his reputation; he can't bear to lose face like this.

Lin Wan watched the man's hurried departure, opened her mouth as if to call out to him, but then closed it again.

She turned to look at Chen Mo, her eyes burning with rage.

She snorted coldly, picked up her bag, stood up, and turned to leave.

She was no longer in the mood to eat.

Even if she wanted to confront them, she wouldn't dare, since how could she possibly argue with so many people on the other side?

Lin Wan strode out of the restaurant in her high heels, each step heavy, as if she were venting something.

As she left, she kept reassuring herself.

These girls who look rather frivolous are probably just playing around with Chen Mo, or rather, Chen Mo sent them to deliberately annoy him.

This precisely demonstrates that Chen Mo still has a sense of self.

Otherwise, why would he do that?

He must still have feelings for me.

As Lin Wan thought this, the tightness in her chest eased a little.

She glanced back in the direction of the restaurant, gave a soft hum, and turned to disappear into the night.

However, Chen Mo didn't care about their departure at all.

Little Deer, with her sharp eyes, spotted this scene.

She swallowed the meat in her mouth, moved closer to Chen Mo, and lowered her voice.

"Brother Mo, those two are gone, does that mean we've won?"

Chen Mo picked up a piece of food and smiled.

"They're just two clowns, don't worry about them."

Upon hearing this, the women stopped mentioning the matter and lowered their heads to eat.

After finishing their meal, Chen Mo led the girls away from the restaurant.

A night breeze blew by, carrying the warmth of early summer and the smell of cooking oil wafting from the barbecue stalls on both sides of the street. The streetlights cast long shadows of the people walking by.

They walked back to where they had parked, where a red Ducati and a white Ford were parked side by side on the side of the road, their colors gleaming differently under the streetlights.

The women stood by the car, facing yet another problem.

Who's sitting on the back of Mo Ge's motorcycle, going back with him?

Six pairs of eyes simultaneously turned to the red Ducati, and then to Chen Mo, their longing burning like fire.

Chen Mo smiled.

"Rock, paper, scissors. Whoever wins sits. Fair enough?"

The women exchanged glances and nodded in unison.

Six hands stretched out at the same time, fists rising and falling.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!"

This time, Xiaorou won against everyone.

She stood there, stunned, looking down at her own fingers, then at the gestures of the others. Her round eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, her face filled with surprise and disbelief.

Then Xiaorou covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that she would laugh out loud.

Then a huge wave of surprise washed over her, and the corners of her mouth turned up, her skin glowing from her eyebrows to her chin.

Amidst the envious glances of the other girls, Xiaorou walked over to the Ducati.

She carefully stepped onto the back seat, her body as light as a leaf landing on the seat.

Without Chen Mo's prompting, she reached out and her ten slender fingers tightly wrapped around his waist, encircling him from both sides and clasping his hands together at his abdomen.

Then her entire body pressed against him, leaving no gap whatsoever.

Chen Mo felt a warm, soft body press against his back, unlike the full and impactful feeling of Tian Tian.

Xiao Rou's body was even more slender, with a smaller frame. When she pressed against me, she was like a thin cloud, light and warm.

Her head rested on his shoulder, her long, pinkish-purple hair blowing in the wind, the strands brushing against his neck and earlobes, tickling him, and carrying a faint scent of shampoo.

Chen Mo rested his hand on the handlebars, a slight smile curving his lips.

The Ducati's engine roared, and the red body slid into the night like a flowing flame.

Ford followed behind, its headlights casting two bright beams of light on the asphalt.

The two cars, one after the other, drove through the main road of the county town, turned into the gate of the residential area, and parked in the parking space under the apartment building.

Chen Mo pushed open the door. The house was just as it had been when he left that morning. The curtains were drawn, and the air felt slightly stuffy.

The women followed behind, filing in one after another, their slippers making a clattering sound.

They took off their shoes, revealing feet covered in stockings of various colors—black, white, and nude—that shimmered under the entryway light.

Slender ankles were freed from their shoes and stepped into soft cotton slippers.

Then they dragged themselves to the sofa and plopped down on it.

The little deer was leaning against the sofa armrest, one leg crossed over the other, her slippers swaying back and forth.

The other women were also leaning against the cushions, looking up at the ceiling, their faces showing exhaustion.

They were really exhausted today. They had been running around all day, looking at shops, negotiating contracts, finding decoration companies, and finding design companies. Their feet hadn't stopped moving.

Chen Mo opened the refrigerator door, and a blast of cold air hit him.

He took a few ice creams from the freezer, turned around and walked back to the sofa, handing them out one by one.

"Thank you, Brother Mo."

"Brother Mo is so nice~"

"Long live Brother Mo!"

The girls received the ice cream and cheered happily, their voices overlapping, sweet and soft, like the sugar water from melting ice cream.

Chen Mo took one for himself, leaned against the kitchen door frame, took a bite, and the cool sweetness melted in his mouth.

He looked at the girls sprawled on the sofa and smiled.

"Go to sleep after you finish eating. I'm going to rest now."

After saying that, he threw the ice cream wrapper into the trash can, turned around and walked into the hallway, pushed open the bedroom door, and went inside.

The living room fell silent.

The girls ate their ice cream slowly, no one spoke, but there was a subtle tension in the air.

Especially Xiaorou, Xiaonan, and Keke, the three girls who sneaked into Chen Mo's room last night, blushed at the same time, for some reason.

Their eyes met briefly in the air, then simultaneously looked away, pretending to look at the ice cream wrappers in their hands.

With an ice cream in her mouth, Xiaolu glanced at the three girls and said with a smile, "If you three can't sleep tonight and want to play mahjong, remember to call me!"

Coco's face turned even redder, as if someone had splashed a bowl of tomato juice on her face.

Xiao Rou turned her face to the side, her long, pinkish-purple hair slipping down her shoulder, covering half of her face, revealing only one ear that was so red it was almost transparent.

Xiao Nan lowered her head, stuffed the ice cream into her mouth, and mumbled a response that no one could understand.

Then she stood up with the ice cream in her hand, her voice twice as fast as usual.

"Why play mahjong? I'm exhausted today, time to sleep."

Coco stood up, stretched, yawned, and chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep too."

Xiao Rou didn't say anything, but she stood up the fastest, stepping onto the slippers before she was even properly on, and practically ran towards the corridor.

The three of them quickly disappeared down the corridor and returned to their room.

The little deer watched the direction they disappeared in, the corners of her mouth slowly widening to reveal a set of white teeth, her eyes carrying a knowing smile.

She stuffed the last bite of ice cream into her mouth, threw the stick into the trash can, and clapped her hands.

"I'm going to sleep too."

Xiao Ning and Tian Tian also stood up, and the three of them walked towards the corridor. The living room lights were turned off, and the corridor lights were also turned off.

The whole house fell silent and dark.

Time flows slowly.

Moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a long, silvery-white stripe on the floor.

Soon, an hour had passed.

A door in one of the rooms opened quietly—