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But it's too difficult to get them to back down voluntarily. Every girl feels that they've finally reached this point and wants to take it a step further...

Lin Mo has to be the bad guy.

"It's my fault," Lin Mo replied. "It's getting late, so go back and rest after you've finished eating."

"Lin Mo, is that all you wanted to say?"

"I've explained everything clearly to you over the phone."

"So, right now I'm just superfluous..."

Hu Yu'en murmured, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"What a desolate New Year's Eve dinner, hee hee hee..."

"I'm not eating anymore. I haven't told you yet, but these wontons are awful. I just can't stand this kind of food... It's really strange, the more I eat, the more uncomfortable I feel..."

Lin Mo watched the fox's silly grin, but reason told him it was time to leave.

But he still hesitated, and granted the fox's last wish.

He picked up the wontons she hadn't finished and swallowed them in one gulp.

"That means I've eaten with you."

Then he turned and left.

Watching his resolute departing figure, Hu Yu'en suddenly couldn't help but cover her face, sobbing and choking back tears.

"What... I wanted our first New Year's Eve dinner together..."

"I don't want this to be the last time..."

Finally, the shop owner couldn't stand it anymore and came out from the kitchen, asking with concern,

"Baby, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry..."

"Auntie, the wontons are so delicious, but I'm so unwilling! So unwilling..." Hu Yu'en cried even louder.

...

Three exclamation marks.

Lin Mo arrived at the villa, but stopped in his tracks, because three exclamation marks had appeared in his mind.

One is Jiang Wanfeng,

Jiang Wanfeng didn't appear immediately after he left, which means the girl went through a lot of emotional ups and downs during that short period, ultimately influencing her future.

The other is Hu Yu'en, whose intelligence unfolded exactly as Lin Mo predicted.

Fortunately, this was all within Lin Mo's expectations and was something he needed to deal with later.

But the last thing that surprised him was...

Shen Yanxi

The contents of the intelligence were something he hadn't anticipated, and Lin Mo hadn't even spoken to her about it yet.

This means that Shen Yanxi herself has come to understand the truth, a somewhat hypocritical truth.

Lin Mo skillfully opened the gate and saw a neatly packed suitcase placed next to the shoe cabinet. Turning around, she saw the bicycle parked in the yard, with cotton gloves hanging on it, and her small, worn-out bag sitting quietly in the basket.

Contrary to her lively and enthusiastic demeanor, her decisions and actions were always eerily quiet.

Shen Yanxi was as sensitive as ever. She had barely sat down at the table and hadn't even warmed her seat when she realized she would be kicked off... So, she chose to leave gracefully.

"Hey! Qingran, Lin Mo is back!"

At the doorway on the second floor, the girl, wearing white socks, cheerfully waved her arms at him.

"Hey, you stinky Lin Mo, come celebrate the New Year with Qing Ran!"

Normally, the girl would say, "Come and spend the New Year with Xixi."

But at that moment, she gave up struggling.

Chapter 167 Our Shadows Intertwine, Loving You Silently and Lonely

"Lin Mo, you should talk more during the New Year's Eve dinner."

Li Qingran tapped the rim of his bowl, and for the first time ever, she gave a gentle smile.

Lin Mo stared in disbelief, unaware of how long Li Qingran had practiced for that smile.

He couldn't help but recall what Shen Yanxi had told him long ago: every time he wasn't home, Li Qingran would stare blankly at the door, pretending to have a split personality and talking to thin air as if he were back.

It was ostensibly a preparation and practice for becoming a wife.

But Lin Mo was worried that she might have some mental problems.

No... In fact, Li Qingran was a mental patient from the beginning, otherwise she wouldn't have been so obsessed with suicide, even more withdrawn than an autistic person.

The symptoms have lessened considerably, but the severe mental instability has not disappeared; it has simply shifted to an abstract medium called "love."

Lin Mo's "rescue" attempt was actually an unscientific and desperate measure, binding such a perfect girl to his side in a way that resembled robbery.

He couldn't help but worry about what would happen next. His hand holding the chopsticks became a little unsteady, so he quickly tapped the chopsticks on the table, cleared his throat, and...

"It's so delicious, I forgot to say anything."

"Ah."

"Lin Mo, you keep saying it's delicious, but Xi Xi didn't see you eat much!"

Shen Yanxi interrupted, "Look, Xixi and Qingran made dumplings today, and this ingot is one of the dumplings I made!"

"It's a bit ugly," Lin Mo commented objectively.

"That was just because it was accidentally overcooked. It was a gold ingot before it was steamed!" Shen Yanxi retorted, pouting.

"This is Qingran's." Li Qingran pointed to a small, neatly arranged heart-shaped dumpling on the plate.

I don't know how she managed to get that shape.

Li Qingran scooped it up with two spoons, puffed out her cheeks slightly, blew on it gently, and then brought it to his lips.

"Eat it all in one bite."

Lin Mo opened his mouth and accepted Li Qingran's loving feeding.

Sometimes, happiness really can be found in what you eat.

He suddenly felt that he was incredibly lucky. The favor of each girl was something that many people could not obtain in their entire lives, but he could accept their affection so naturally and without hesitation.

"Clap."

Suddenly, the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground came from beside her. Shen Yanxi panicked and quickly bent down to pick them up.

"Oops, my hands are a bit slippery, I got a lot of juice on them while peeling the shrimp... You guys continue..."

"I'll go wash the chopsticks." Shen Yanxi stood up and straightened her back, but even after turning around, her back still seemed to be bent.

The process of washing the chopsticks took quite a while, long enough for Lin Mo to have eaten half of the food in his bowl, and long enough for the sound of a girl's intermittent sobbing to come from the kitchen, only to be quickly drowned out by the sound of water gushing out as the faucet was turned on.

"She's leaving." Li Qingran fed Lin Mo another dumpling, specifically choosing the one Shen Yanxi had made that didn't look like a gold ingot.

"Did you mention the others as well?"

Lin Mo was taken aback. Shen Yanxi must have explained something to Li Qingran, but judging from Ranbao's expression, the explanation was probably unclear.

"I already said that, but I still need to go to Ya Jie's place tomorrow."

Li Qingran nodded. "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"

Lin Mo was speechless; upon hearing this, he understood.

Li Qingran was mistaken. He wasn't going to abandon everyone else for her; he was going to separate from them for a period of time, including her, and he was going to do it all through deception.

"Qingran is very happy that Lin Mo did this." Li Qingran's voice was calm but revealed an unusual joy.

"Qingran will try to comfort them. Qingran will help Lin Mo compensate them, either with money or by Qingran being slapped."

Lin Mo remained silent. Li Qingran's resolve was no less than Shen Yanxi's, who was about to leave.

If Lin Mo really did what she said, and Li Qingran went to Jiang Wanfeng, Hu Yu'en, and the others, it wouldn't just be a matter of getting slapped a few times; she'd at least be dragged around the streets in a car...

Deep love, deep hatred.

Li Qingran certainly understood, but she was still willing to share the responsibility with him.

As for why Li Qingran never doubted the authenticity, besides Shen Yanxi's misunderstanding, it's probably because Lin Mo usually showed her a special kind of favoritism.

After all, among the girls, the one with the highest potential risk is Li Qingran, who has a criminal record of attempting suicide. Lin Mo has to repeatedly push the boundaries of "balancing" to avoid repeating her extreme mistakes.

Of all the girls, she was the one who was most brazen and fearless because of the favoritism shown to her.

So, being the smartest, she became the one least likely to doubt Lin Mo.

"Qingran has already advised Xixi." Li Qingran swallowed a small mouthful of rice politely, like a quiet and elegant ragdoll cat, not very clingy, you can play with her but she is also very beautiful from a distance.

"She apologized to Qingran and then insisted on leaving. Qingran wanted to give her money, but she refused."

"She wants to go back to her hometown?" Lin Mo didn't think it was impossible. Shen Yanxi was truly homeless now, and if she was sent back to her hometown, her grandmother would send her back to Lin Mo.

"She said she wanted to go back to work at the bubble tea shop, where the boss would provide room and board."

Lin Mo recalled the exclamation mark that had just flashed through his mind.

Room and board will be provided, but only for one or two weeks during the Spring Festival break, because no one wants to work during the Spring Festival break. Shen Yanxi directly became the acting store manager.

What happened next...?

There are almost no holidays in the last month or two of senior year, so where would she find the time to work? Even if she's very pretty and can attract a lot of customers, what can she possibly gain in just a few hours...? Does she really think the bubble tea shop owner is an angel investor...?

Silly girl.

If he were to take her to her dorm at this point, the other girls would definitely notice, and his plan would be ruined.

After thinking about it,

"Qingran, how much money is in the card?"

“Three hundred thousand,” Li Qingran said. She was very satisfied with the housekeeper’s task and kept Lin Mo’s account in mind at all times. “Qingran has listened to Lin Mo and transferred the money to you little by little. Two hundred and fifty thousand has already been transferred.”

"Okay, you can keep the rest of the money. I'll buy a house in a few days."

Li Qingran: "?"

She couldn't understand Lin Mo's money laundering methods; how could the money multiply several times over with each transfer?

She had lost her sense of scale when faced with such large numbers. In her small world, one yuan could buy ten candies, one yuan and fifty cents could buy instant noodles, three yuan could buy a ride on a rocking horse, seven yuan could buy away Lin Mo's sadness, and fifty yuan was the amount she and he spent at the supermarket every week.

Money meant nothing to her.

But having a new little home would definitely be much better than this place, this big house that she doesn't like so much.

She longed for a small house, not only for the sense of security, but also for the warmth of a small house where she could see him and herself at a glance, unlike now, where they had to call out to each other from upstairs and downstairs.

Rather than shouting, Li Qingran preferred whispers in someone's ear, quiet conversations under the covers, and unspoken love conveyed through eye contact...

Lin Mo lowered his head and shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

A thought lingered in Lin Mo's mind: he wanted to protect Shen Yanxi, this strong and stubborn girl who had no one to rely on, without disturbing her.

Not only her, but also Hu Yu'en, Chen Yajie, and Jiang Wanfeng will encounter troubles of all sizes. He has thoroughly investigated all the information, which is why he chose to distance himself from everyone now.

And... Li Qingran.

Well, she doesn't know what problems might arise; intelligence can't predict them, or perhaps there won't be any problems.

Perhaps it's a case of despair surpassing even the deepest despair...

In short, it's time to get busy again, for that selfish and greedy ideal.

That's absolutely outrageous; if I said that ideal out loud, I'd be roasted alive.

Lin Mo didn't care, since he didn't own any land anyway.

But if it actually comes true, how will others view them?

How can they be protected?

We'll talk about it later...

As the New Year's Eve dinner drew to a close, Shen Yanxi lowered her head and returned to the table, eating the shrimp she had just peeled halfway through.