The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 75 Xiaorou: "Brother Mo, they're not here, we..."

Chen Mo smiled, stood up from the sofa, picked up the signed contract from the coffee table, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

"Alright, let's head back now."

Lu Man stood up from the sofa and saw them to the door.

Chen Mo opened the driver's side door and got in, followed by Xiao Rou and Su Nianqing.

The engine started, and the black car smoothly slid out of the parking space and onto the street.

In the rearview mirror, Lu Man stood at the entrance of the flower shop, her dark brown braid hanging down her chest, her white shirt clinging gently to her body in the afternoon breeze, and her navy blue long skirt swaying slightly in the wind.

She stood beside the potted green plants, raised her hand and waved in their direction, as if saying goodbye to an old friend she had known for many years.

Chen Mo honked the horn in response, and the car turned the corner of the street, the figure in the rearview mirror disappearing from sight.

The black car drove smoothly down the afternoon street, the sunlight streaming in through the windows, making it feel warm and cozy.

Xiao Rou sat in the back row, turned her head to look at the roadside trees flashing by outside the window, and suddenly sighed.

"Brother Mo, wouldn't you say we got a great deal?"

Chen Mo gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his gaze fixed straight ahead, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I guess so. For just 100,000 yuan, you got a flower cultivation base and a dedicated employee. No matter how you look at it, it's a huge profit."

Xiao Rou laughed when she heard this. Her round eyes curved into crescents, and her long, pinkish-purple hair slid down her shoulders, gleaming softly in the afternoon sunlight.

She looked at Chen Mo's profile in the rearview mirror, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with admiration and a sense of reassurance.

Mo is indeed Mo.

No matter how difficult the task, it becomes very simple in his hands.

This ability to solve problems is truly reassuring.

Su Nianqing remained silent, but a hint of seriousness flickered in her eyes.

She pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, and finally spoke, "But those loan companies are not easy to deal with."

She paused, then added, "This problem might not be so easy to solve. Otherwise, the proprietress wouldn't have given up her shop."

Chen Mo turned his head to look at her, then smiled, before returning his gaze to the road ahead.

"I almost forgot, weren't your grandfather and your uncle also involved in loan sharking?"

Su Nianqing's expression turned somewhat strange. She was silent for two seconds, then nodded, her voice softening.

"Um."

Chen Mo chuckled again, his tone casual.

"This loan company, could it have some connection with your grandfather?"

Su Nianqing's expression became even stranger. "That's quite possible."

Chen Mo paused for a moment, tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel twice, then laughed and shook his head.

"If that's the case, then it's quite a coincidence."

Su Nianqing shook her head, a hint of uncertainty in her peach blossom eyes.

"Maybe not, I'm not sure. Because my uncle and grandfather never let me have any contact with these things before."

Xiao Rou smiled, her voice clear and crisp, carrying a firm confidence.

"Whether they are or not, they are no match for Brother Mo."

Upon hearing this, Su Nianqing turned to look at Xiao Rou, her peach blossom eyes filled with surprise, and her eyelashes fluttered twice.

Seeing Su Nianqing's expression, Xiaorou's lips curled up, her round eyes filled with smugness and pride, and her voice was light and cheerful.

"You don't know how good Mo is, do you? He's incredibly skilled; he can take on more than a dozen people at once."

Su Nianqing's peach blossom eyes widened instantly, her pupils dilated slightly, and her lips parted slightly. "At once—you're fighting more than a dozen people?"

Xiao Rou nodded vigorously, her eyes resolute, and said, "Yes! We saw it with our own eyes. Brother Mo fought more than twenty people by himself, and took them all down in less than three minutes!"

Su Nianqing's mouth opened even wider, and her peach blossom eyes widened.

She turned to look at Xiaorou, then back at Chen Mo, her eyes filled with disbelief.

This man who drives a Rolls-Royce, knows traditional Chinese medicine and first aid, can actually fight?

Fighting more than a dozen people at once?

They were all taken down in less than three minutes?

Chen Mo smiled, one hand on the steering wheel, glancing at Xiao Rou's smug face in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "Don't listen to Xiao Rou's nonsense. She only beat up some insignificant thugs, nothing serious."

Su Nianqing smiled and said, "You're too modest. There are over twenty people, not just twenty chickens. I didn't expect you to be such a good fighter, boss. I must see you sometime."

Chen Mo shook his head and said with a smile, "Fighting is not a good thing."

As the car rounded the last bend, the off-white apartment building came into view.

Chen Mo parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned to look at Su Nianqing in the passenger seat.

"The flower shop hasn't officially opened yet; it'll probably be another three or four days. You can move your apartment to the building in the next few days."

Su Nianqing nodded, a gleam in her peach blossom eyes, "Okay."

Chen Mo added, "I live in the building across the street. You can contact me anytime if you have any questions."

Su Nianqing nodded vigorously again, "Okay."

Chen Mo nodded, pushed open the car door, and strode out.

He turned around, and Xiao Rou had already gotten off the back seat.

Her long, pinkish-purple hair was blown by the wind, and her skirt fluttered gently above her knees. Standing behind him, her round eyes sparkled, and a smile that she couldn't hide played on her lips.

Chen Mo walked towards the gate of the residential area, and Xiao Rou followed behind him, trying to catch up with him. Her shoulder was almost touching Chen Mo's arm.

The two people walked across the main road of the residential area, entered the apartment building, took the elevator up, and the door opened.

Chen Mo took out his keys and opened the door. On the shoe cabinet in the entryway were the slippers that the girls had changed out of that morning, leaning together crookedly.

The living room curtains were half-drawn, and the afternoon sunlight squeezed in through the gaps, drawing a long golden strip on the floor.

The other girls hadn't returned yet, and the house was quiet.

Chen Mo turned around, not having had time to change his shoes.

Without any hesitation, Xiaorou jumped into his arms.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her ten slender fingers intertwined behind his neck, her body lifted into the air, her legs naturally encircling his waist, her entire weight resting on him.

Then, the next moment, Xiaorou closed her eyes, pouted her pink lips, leaned forward, and kissed him.

Her lips were soft and warm, with the elasticity and sweetness unique to young girls.

Chen Mo's hand slid down her waist, one arm around her waist and the other supporting her.

Xiao Rou's breathing became rapid, and her cheeks flushed a light red, like a peach blossom just beginning to bloom in the afternoon sun.

She stepped back slightly, her lips leaving Chen Mo's lips, but her forehead was still pressed against his, and the tip of her nose was still touching his nose.

Xiao Rou's eyelashes fluttered several times, her eyes were bright, and her voice was soft, with a slight panting, as if she had just run 800 meters.

"Brother Mo, they're not here, we—"

She only said this one sentence, nothing else, but that one sentence contained everything.

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