A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

"You're lying, you just want to see me, right?" Guang Chen saw through her words; Yi Mo was occasionally dishonest.

Shan Yimo lowered her gaze, did not deny it, and continued, "I just didn't want to ruin your time with the president..."

"That's why I waited until now to come. Well, okay, okay, it's progress, at least you came." Guangchang said, raising his left hand and gently stroking the stray hairs on Yi Mo's forehead. Yi Mo squatted by the bed, her hands clinging to it, looking just like a well-behaved kitten. Judging from her usual demeanor, many people would mistakenly think that Yi Mo was the image of an older sister, but in reality, she was the opposite. She was the type who needed praise and comfort.

Shan Yimo remained silent, but inwardly she was quite enjoying this time. Indeed... it was the right decision to muster the courage to come. Just like the president said, being a little adventurous now and then is the right thing to do...

"You keep saying you hope I'll spend more time with the president, while the president keeps asking me to spend more time with you. Do you two think I'm a sitting duck?" Guangchang casually complained, but Shan Yimo thought he was being difficult and quickly shook her head, wanting to explain but not knowing where to begin.

"Alright, I didn't mean to blame you. I didn't quite understand at first, but now I do. It's because I once said that my feelings for you are deeper than for the president, right?" As soon as Guangchang finished speaking, Shan Yimo's body trembled violently, and she guessed it right away.

"You want me to spend more time with the president so that these two relationships can gradually reach a balance... You're the real master of balancing things out, Yi Mo," Guangchang continued to complain.

Of course, one can understand to some extent that Shan Yimo is afraid that their relationship will develop too quickly, surpass the president's, and eventually reach that point. Shan Yimo still doesn't want to see the president sad and upset. Hmm... isn't this a kind of confident acceptance speech? I know I'm going to win, so I'll let you win first to prevent you from being upset if you lose. Hmm... it's quite Versailles-like.

Shan Yimo's thoughts were exposed, and she felt a little awkward explaining herself to Guang Guangchen. She didn't want Guang Guangchen to misunderstand her. After organizing her thoughts, she mustered her courage again. Just as she was about to speak, there was another soft knock on the door.

190. I will muster up the courage to come.

Wow, look, the classic storyline is still following me.

Just as Guangchang exhaled a breath, the door was slowly opened. Shan Yimo, who was by the bed, was startled. Seeing that there was no time to react, she tried to crawl under the bed. However, the bed was solid, and Guangchang, with quick reflexes, lifted the blanket, and Shan Yimo crawled under without thinking.

It's a classic scenario, isn't it? With such a thick blanket and the room so dark, no one would be able to spot them.

The single jasmine pupa was hidden behind Guangchang Chen, and visually it was only slightly bulging, so it wasn't something to pay too much attention to.

Guang Chen stared straight at the doorway, and then the door opened, and Chen Nuanxin's little head peeked in.

Phew, it was actually heartwarming; it gave me quite a fright.

"Boss?" Chen Nuanxin whispered.

"Warmhearted, why did you come over?" Guang Chen said this to reassure Shan Yimo, who was hiding under the covers, but even if it was heartwarming, it wasn't the time for her to come out.

Chen Nuanxin scratched the back of her head, chuckled, and then walked into the room, closing the door behind her. She said, "I came out to find the restroom and just happened to be passing by, so I came in to say hello to you, boss."

"Toilet? Shouldn't every room here have its own bathroom? Why did you come out here specifically to use it?" Guangchang asked.

"Um~ The president was taking a shower inside, so I had to come out to find a toilet. Actually... it wasn't just a coincidence that I was passing by. I just thought since I was already out, I might as well come and see if you were asleep, boss." Chen Nuanxin lowered her head slightly and said awkwardly.

"I think you just had a good sleep and now you can't fall asleep, right?" Guangchang Chen said, squinting his eyes.

Chen Nuanxin was taken aback, then chuckled and took small steps forward. This action made the two people on the bed tense up. They said, "You've caught us, boss. You don't seem sleepy now."

Guangchang was speechless. It was her fault for falling asleep as soon as she finished her homework and sleeping for almost two hours. Now she was naturally awake.

"Have you brushed your teeth?" Guangchang suddenly asked.

"I brushed my teeth. When I got back to my room, the president made me brush my teeth. It was mandatory..." Chen Nuanxin thought back and felt it was a little rough. In terms of superiors over subordinates, the president was much more forceful than the boss.

"I see. Then it seems I can't eat anything. I have a lot of snacks in this room, right there on the table."

"Snacks! I can eat them! I'll brush my teeth when I get back!" Chen Nuanxin's eyes lit up immediately. She was about to get to the bedside, but then she went straight to the table and chairs by the window. She opened a cookie box and thought, "Great... it's not the kind that's full of needles and buttons, but a cookie box that's really full of all kinds of cookies!"

I took a sniff, and the aroma was wonderful.

A girl's third stomach, after the stomach for staple foods and the stomach for fruits, is the stomach for snacks. Of course, snacks are further divided into categories such as cookies and ice cream pudding, each with its own distinctions.

As the crisp biscuit entered her mouth, Chen Nuanxin squinted her eyes in blissful contentment, feeling so happy...

Meanwhile, Shan Yimo, hiding under the covers, kept her mouth covered and curled up. Because she was 1.75 meters tall, she could only stay curled up like this, quietly waiting for Nuanxin to leave.

After enduring a few minutes of hard work, Chen Nuanxin finally finished eating. She raised her hand to indicate that she was satisfied, then pulled out a tissue to wipe her fingers. She jogged back to her boss's bedside, grinned, and said, "Boss, wanna play some games together?"

"You have school tomorrow, so get some rest."

"Okay~" Chen Nuanxin spread her hands, shrugged, and then turned and walked towards the door.

Just when Guang Chen thought she was going to leave, she suddenly stopped at the foot of the bed. Had she discovered something? Warmheartedness always seemed to have divine assistance in certain special situations…

"Hey boss, how's your final exam preparation going?" Chen Nuanxin asked out of the blue.

Guangchang hesitated for a moment, but quickly replied, "It's all prepared. What's wrong?"

Chen Nuanxin's back was turned to her the whole time. She shook her head, her tone becoming calmer, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that it's so great to have a goal together with you, Boss..."

Suddenly, he became sentimental. Guangchang occasionally exhibits a symptom of being sensitive to emotional expression, especially given the current situation, which also brings a touch of awkwardness...

"Really."

"Boss, I'll keep working hard for the next year or so. If I catch up with you, you can't cry, okay?"

"How could this be..."

I just felt deeply humiliated.

The boss's prestige is a very important thing. Even if I only ranked one place higher than Nuanxin in the end, it only shows that I am good at controlling my score.

"Hmm... I'm going back to sleep then." After nodding in response, Chen Nuanxin's tone suddenly became light and cheerful. She didn't turn around and went straight out of the room.

This is clearly a result of a heartwarming goal. She has made Guang Guangchen her goal, and Guang Guangchen is responding to her by constantly pushing himself. This is a unique rhythm of life for the two of them.

These words were naturally heard by Shan Yimo, who was curled up behind Guangchang Chen under the covers. The whole space suddenly became quiet. As Nuanxin left, Guangchang Chen could clearly feel that Shan Yimo's movements behind him had slowed down.

"Warmhearted, she's really serious..." Shan Yimo finally spoke.

“She’s always very serious, especially about things she’s set her mind on.” Guang Chen raised his eyes, paused for two seconds, and then couldn’t help but say, “Um, I feel like you’re going to tear my clothes…”

At this point, Shan Yimo suddenly realized that because of her nervousness, she had been tightly gripping the back of Guangchang Chen's pajamas, and that tight feeling of restraint was... strange.

"I'm sorry..." Shan Yimo's voice was very soft, almost breathy, giving it a subtle yet endearing charm.

"As expected, Yimo, you're still the cutest," Guangchang said bluntly, which was hilarious, as he was genuinely in a state of complete innocence.

"..."

Shan Yimo didn't answer; she was still a shy person after all.

“Well, Nuanxin is gone, so you…” Guangchang gestured for her to get out of bed, but the next second, Guangchang felt a pair of hands hug her waist. Since she was on her side, she could feel the hand under her body burrowing around until it finally wrapped around her.

Bold...

“Yi Mo…” Guangchang murmured.

Behind him, Shan Yimo kept her head down. This was undoubtedly a very bold decision of hers. At this moment, her heart was beating very fast. Or rather, when she chose to come to Guangchang's room, she had already made full mental preparations. If she was ahead of the president, she would let the president catch up later. But! If the president ever surpassed her, she would definitely catch up again! Keeping up was her bottom line.

Even though she's crossed the line, it seems Shan Yimo still has a bit of pride. In her heart, she genuinely believes that Guang Guangchen likes her more... because in her mind, her relationship with Guang Guangchen is more special than the relationship between Guang Guangchen and the president. She would never say it out loud, but deep down, she tacitly accepts it.

"I'll muster up the courage to come, Fan Chen." Shan Yimo mustered all her strength to say these words. This was also the first time she had ever called him Fan Chen. No man had ever called him Fan Chen before. At most, Lao Sun would mention it when teasing her. Shan Yimo's thought process was very simple. Since Guang Chen would call her Yimo, she should naturally drop his surname and call him Fan Chen.

It just felt a little cheesy when I said it out loud.

Shan Yimo's face turned completely red, her heart pounding. She was a little worried that Guangchang wouldn't accept the title, but a little courage kept rising in her heart, pushing her to keep from backing down.

"Hmm, that's achievable, isn't it? From now on... just keep calling me that, I'll get used to it." Guangchang Chen said this, his own face flushing. They were so close, and unlike Yan Xingmeng, Shan Yimo had a particularly well-developed figure. He could clearly feel her full breasts pressed against his lower back... Wow...

I'm supposed to be a hot-blooded young man, and you pull this on me in the middle of the night? A classic example of despicable tactics! Yeah, so despicable!

But given Shan Yimo's pure heart, there probably won't be any further steps. Let her hug me for a while. After taking a bath, Shan Yimo even had a fragrant scent on her body.

Guangchang tilted his head slightly and sniffed, but the surroundings were so quiet that even breathing sounds were very noticeable. When Shan Yimo heard the noise, she was so shy that she curled up again.

Well, I've completely turned into a pervert.

Just as Guang Guangchen let Yi Mo get up first, at the same moment, the sound of the door opening rang out again at the room door. Yes, it was a direct opening of the door, without even knocking. Guang Guangchen and Yi Mo's minds went blank instantly, because they both realized who had entered the room...

Guangchang froze, his head mechanically turning. He immediately saw Yan Xingmeng, dressed in a light purple silk nightgown, walking in. Her steps seemed to be in slow motion, giving Guangchang the feeling of a final boss battle. He was the lord, and she was Muzan, who had broken into the mansion. He should just detonate the explosives and blow her up...

"Huh? You weren't even a little surprised to see me come in?" Yan Xingmeng had just finished showering, her hair was still wet, and she had a towel draped over her shoulders as she looked at Guang Guangchen curiously and asked.

"I'm not surprised at all that you're coming."

Yan Xingmeng laughed heartily after hearing this. Perhaps Guang Guangchen's leaving the door open already explained the situation. This was the tacit understanding between the two of them. Until... her gaze noticed the slight bulge in the quilt behind Guang Guangchen, and the smile on her face suddenly stopped.

191. Women fighting

He then raised his right index finger, pointed to that area, and asked, "Who is hiding there?"

The game ended with a single sentence.

Guangchang, who had been pretending to be calm, suddenly felt himself sweating profusely, his body trembling slightly, and he could only make soft "ah" sounds.

Yan Xingmeng moved closer to the bedside, her gaze lowered. The closer they got, the more Guangchang felt Shan Yimo tightening her grip on his waist. It seemed that she was so nervous that she had completely forgotten how dangerous this position was...

Guangchang squinted, and after a few seconds, his brows suddenly relaxed. He raised his index finger and said, "Hey! What if I told you that the one in the bed is Hesong?"

"Pfft, that's quite an unexpected answer. But I'm equally surprised to see you here, Yi Mo..." Yan Xingmeng accurately pronounced Shan Yi Mo's name. Shan Yi Mo, who was trying to escape reality by closing her eyes in bed, was suddenly pulled back to reality. Guangchang Chen chuckled, taking his words as just to liven up the atmosphere. It was perfectly normal for Yan Xingmeng to guess. It was a detective game with only two or three possible culprits. Hmm? If it were a real case, it might be more likely that He Song was the culprit. After all, the one least likely to be the culprit is often the one who is the real culprit. Using this connection, Guangchang Chen briefly escaped reality as well.

Shan Yimo knew she couldn't hide anymore, or rather, it was never possible for her to hide in front of the president. Under the thick blanket, Shan Yimo finally loosened her grip on Guang Yunchen's waist, then slowly pulled down the blanket and sat up. Her short, wispy bangs still slightly obscured her vision, and she lowered her head slightly, immediately showing her submissive attitude.

"That's great, I wish it were Yi Mo." Yan Xingmeng patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who else could it be but Yi Mo?" Guangchang retorted.

"For example, one of my maids... Guangchang's flirting skills always leave me in disbelief." Yan Xingmeng was just teasing; was she jealous?

"What kind of person do you take me for..." Guangchang wanted to refute it strongly, but the current situation made it difficult for him to have a strong rebuttal.

"President, I can explain this matter," Shan Yimo said calmly.

"Well, the explanation is probably just that—an explanation. I was quite surprised you came, Yimo. I thought you probably wouldn't come after what happened today. It seems I was just being wishful. Sorry, I should say I overlooked the length of time we spent together today. I just wanted to go check on you in your room first." A faint glimmer of light shone in Yan Xingmeng's eyes. The two girls had always been considerate of each other, and it was precisely because of this that Yimo…

Guangchang Chen observed the two of them back and forth. Yan Xingmeng by the bed was genuinely emotional, without a trace of sarcasm in her tone. Shan Yimo, sitting on his own bed, had half her face buried in her hands and remained silent for a long time after hearing the president's words. Perhaps Yan Xingmeng was waiting for a happy ending, but Guangchang Chen, caught in the middle, thought it was not like that at all.

Among these, perhaps only Guangchang can change this situation.

Then, he moved too.

Hearing the noise, Yan Xingmeng turned to look at Guang Guangchen and found that he had already gotten off the bed. Was he trying to escape? Then she saw Guang Guangchen standing straight in front of her. Before she could even speak, he made a move, pinching her cheeks with both hands and saying, "Your words are putting too much pressure on me, Xingmeng."

"Huh?" Yan Xingmeng was stunned, not knowing whether it was because of Guangchang Chen's words, actions, or the special name Xingmeng.

"Ha." Guangchang sighed, then stared at Yan Xingmeng and continued, "Now I understand why Yimo keeps so many things to herself and doesn't tell you. Your overflowing friendship is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it? If I were your friend, you saying that would put me under immense pressure. Sometimes friendship is a kind of pressure. It's like playing with a toy that lets you press down on a crocodile's teeth. Every time you make a mistake, you press down on a tooth to trigger it. As the number of teeth in the crocodile's mouth gradually decreases, the player's psychological pressure will only increase. Yimo will only worry about whether the next time will be when you lose your temper, or when it will be completely irreparable."

"The calmer you are, the more likely you are to do things secretly. Besides, we both know what kind of personality Yi Mo has. What you should be doing right now is not apologizing, understand?" Guang Chen's tone became more serious, and the force in his hand increased. This was probably the first time he had actually made any offensive moves against Yan Xingmeng. Usually, he would only do this when Nuan Xin was being irresponsible. Maybe he had been indulging Yan Xingmeng for a while, which led to her treating him this way?

Yan Xingmeng's eyes widened at this moment, completely ignoring Guang Shanchen's offensive actions. She turned her head to look at Shan Yimo on the bed. Their eyes met, but Shan Yimo immediately looked away. Only then did Yan Xingmeng realize some of her mistakes.

After Guang Guangchen's reminder, Yan Xingmeng began to consider the problem from this new perspective. It seemed that things had always been like this until now. She and Yi Mo tolerated each other. She would never get angry no matter what Yi Mo did. On the contrary, Yi Mo was extremely tolerant of her, to the point that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it "spoiling". She also relied heavily on Yi Mo's presence. Because she enjoyed this kind of relationship, she mistakenly reflected the same emotions back to Yi Mo, but subconsciously ignored the fact that Yi Mo's personality was different from her own. This tolerance would actually put pressure on her. If Guang Guangchen hadn't brought it up, she really wouldn't have thought about it in this way.

Normally, Yi Mo rarely expresses her own attitude. Yan Xingmeng can only see that she is under pressure, which she takes as her personality and her tendency to put pressure on herself. So most of the time, Yan Xingmeng is very tolerant of her and tries to help her relax. But little does she know that this tolerance itself is also a kind of pressure.

Yan Xingmeng had never noticed something, yet Guangchang saw through it so easily. As expected, you are special. Yan Xingmeng tried to calm herself down, exhaled, then reached the edge of the bed, knelt down and moved onto the bed, coming to Shan Yimo in front of her, and said gently, "I'm sorry, Yimo, I didn't notice your mood."

"Again?" Guangchang asked in surprise from behind.

Yan Xingmeng turned her head and stared at Guang Yuchen, her voice suddenly becoming low and deep, and said, "Then are you going to explain to me why Yi Mo appeared in your bed?"

“Aba…” Guangchang immediately pretended to be mute.

"President...it's all my fault..." Shan Yimo lowered her head, clutching the hem of her long nightgown tightly with both hands. Her voice sounded like she was about to cry again.

"It's not your fault, I can only say that I'm not as skilled as you, and you beat me to it. But it has certainly ignited my competitive spirit."

"I should have considered the possibility that the president might also come..."

"As expected, taking care of my sweetheart by brushing her teeth before going to sleep takes too long," Yan Xingmeng commented leisurely.

"..."

"However, Guang Chen is absolutely right this time. We've both been too considerate of each other's feelings, which has led us to do things that seem to be for each other's good but are actually hurting each other. I'm such an idiot. I really need to get rid of this kind of thinking in the future. In order to reduce your stress, I'll have to give you a good talking-to from now on. Um... Yi Mo, would you like to come back for that old one?"

Yan Xingmeng suddenly brought up a very private matter, which Shan Yimo didn't understand until Yan Xingmeng gestured to her, at which point Shan Yimo understood and nodded.

"Guang Chen, could you please keep watch at the door for a while?" Yan Xingmeng smiled and turned around to say.

"Okay, okay, what are you guys doing?" Guangchang asked, but his feet were already walking towards the door.

"What else can we do? Fight, of course."

Wow, Yan Xingmeng really has some surprising things to say.

Guang Guangchen didn't ask any more questions. Just before leaving, he turned around and saw that Yan Xingmeng had already grabbed a pillow. A pillow fight, huh? Well, it's quite suitable for a sport between girls. Only now could Guang Guangchen finally understand why people in those melodramatic romance dramas had to argue. Arguing is about reaching a reconciliation after a clash of ideas. It seems that some arguments are unavoidable.

I really learned something this time...

Guangchang stood outside the door, his back against the wall, feeling a slight chill, his mind blank.

After what seemed like an eternity, the room door was finally opened. The two girls were still not fully recovered. It was obvious that Yan Xingmeng had expended more energy, while Shan Yimo, at 1.75 meters tall, had a clear advantage. It had been far too long since they had engaged in such activity.

"Who won?" Guangchang asked casually.

"Yi Mo is too strong." Yan Xingmeng completely admitted defeat.