They are in their final year of high school and are heavily dependent on me.

Chapter 112 The Bull-Headed Bad Woman

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After Lin Mo tested the water dispenser to see if there was hot water, he turned around and found Shen Qingning staring at him with a lovestruck smile.

Well, actually it's quite beautiful. If Lin Mo had a camera, he would have taken a picture of it.

Shen Qingning is a typical southern girl, with delicate and pretty features.

Only his eyes, which often narrowed into crescents, were very dignified; when expressionless, they resembled two peach blossoms.

However, the stereotype that Shen Qingning left him with was that of a bad woman. Lin Mo subjectively seemed to see the shadow of Bai Limeng, which was a bit of a stereotype.

His first thought was, "This wicked woman won't take off her socks and stuff them in his mouth, will she?"

He wasn't quite sure about Shen Qingning's quirks, but he knew that this woman liked to be a necromancer and that she would definitely take him away in ten years, no matter what.

But she's always been better at playing Hanbao. Hypothetically, just hypothetically, what if she were to clash with Bai Limeng?

The clash between these two powerful and wicked women is something I can't even imagine.

"Class monitor, the school bell has rung, I want to go home."

Seeing that she had stopped smiling and still looked hesitant, Lin Mo took the initiative to request to leave the battlefield.

"Go home? Hmm."

Shen Qingning, her hair pulled back, had a slight flush on her pretty face, which mingled with the dim light.

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment. He had to admit that the women who could play the role of a "bully" were usually supermodel-like beauties.

After playing with the memes so much, I almost actually mistook Shen Qingning for an abstract fairy.

Looking at it this way, I suddenly realized that this kind of warm and gentle beautiful girl is, and has been, many people's ideal woman.

"Ahem, don't you think it's quite cool here? How about we chat a little longer?"

What should we talk about? Should I tell you about my painful family background?

Lin Mo's impression of Shen Qingning has always been strange. Half a year ago, he might have really been fooled by the class monitor who was both sweet and salty.

According to the system, even though things have changed, Shen Qingning will still deeply participate in his life and "sabotage" him.

Of course, given his legendary reputation as a wife-killer, it's hard to say who's ruining whose life.

However, he didn't have milk to drink when he was a child, and now that he's grown up, he doesn't really want to be without milk to play with.

Class monitor, you still need to improve your skills. Your model is over-standard, but there's a dent in one spot, which is a real pity.

"I"

"Rustling sound."

Just then, the sound of flushing water came from the toilet, and the two of them were stunned.

Then, Han Zhiheng strolled out of the restroom, playing on his phone and singing "Waiting for You After Class".

"Oh, you just passed by again~"

What are you listening to with your headphones?

"Could you tell me?"

Han Zhiheng, with a deep expression, was singing when he saw Lin Mo and then Shen Qingning.

Toilet, evening, sunset, a lone man and a lone woman.

They have worries and stories to tell.

After a moment of stunned silence, he shook his head, pointed at the two of them, and continued singing:

"Can we walk together after class?"

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"Han Zhiheng," Shen Qingning called out to him.

"Traveling through time."

"Stop singing, or I'll confiscate your phone."

"." Han Zhiheng stood at attention. When the affectionate guy wasn't being affectionate, he was still quite normal. "Class monitor, I didn't see anything."

"It's okay if I saw it. I was just asking him about his exam results because he'll be demoted if he does poorly on his monthly exam."

Shen Qingning, with a self-righteous air, straightened her slender waist.

"If you understand, you can leave now."

Han Zhiheng felt like he had been granted a pardon and gave Lin Mo a look that said, "May you have good luck."

Disrupted by this unexpected turn of events, Shen Qingning's eyes cleared considerably, and she belatedly began to feel embarrassed.

The class monitor covered her face and sighed, "Are you in such a hurry to go home?"

"It's alright," Lin Mo said.

"I have plans to meet friends after school, so I can't stay too long."

"Hmm," Shen Qingning said, tiptoeing on one foot and hesitatingly tapping the ground. "You know what I mean, right?"

"?" Lin Mo actually wanted to say he didn't understand, since Shen Qingning's words always gave people the feeling that she only said half of what she meant.

"Fine, that's it." The girl let out a long sigh. "I'll give you some more time to reflect on your actions."

"Reflect on what?"

Is it about borrowing money from her? He's not a deadbeat, it's just that it feels weird to pay back the money to the pretty girl, since he's always been a kept man.

"Still pretending." Shen Qingning pouted and snorted, leaving ahead of him. As she passed Lin Mo, she deliberately stuck her tongue out at him.

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Go ahead and throw up, just throw up. Next time I'll grab you and make sure you don't pull back, then you'll behave.

Bai Limeng used to like sticking out her tongue and making faces, but now she usually doesn't stick her tongue out when she makes faces.

It was because once, Lin Mo grabbed her tongue as soon as she opened her mouth and wouldn't let go, which terrified the girl, and she bit him several times in her haste.

In the end, Lin Mo paid the price of severely injuring his finger to ensure that Bai Limeng would never stick out her tongue to provoke him again.

Female ghosts are all fed grass.

school.

Shen Qingning got into the luxury car, sat sideways, and leaned against the window, looking out.

Students, who had been cooped up for exams for many days, strolled into the food street near the school gate with their backpacks on.

She saw several girls sharing a serving of takoyaki, squatting on a flower bed by the roadside, eating it together. When they ran out of forks, they just grabbed the food with their hands, and they looked very happy.

I also think I saw the class monitor from the next class pulling along a very pretty girl, running around in front of a food stall.

Is the class monitor from the next class named Bai Limeng? It seems she knows Lin Mo, but Lin Mo said he's not particularly close to Bai Limeng.

Yeah, I guess so. There's no such thing as a free lunch; he can't possibly run into all those pretty girls.

"Aww." The class monitor yawned. She was tired. When she looked out the window again, her eyes were misty.

The smoke recolored the sky, which had been woven with power lines, and the cries of street vendors echoed incessantly.

The smile on her face faded, replaced by a thin look of envy, like a greedy little girl yearning for simple happiness.

Unfortunately, she has a body type that gains weight easily, and her family is quite strict about managing her figure, saying that appearance and demeanor are very important in life.

If only she had some superpower that would allow her to eat as much as she wants without gaining weight, so she could just eat and lose it all.

The car started with a "whoosh," causing the power lines to slide like flowing strings, slicing through the evening glow on the horizon.

The sunset I thought was pretty from the covered walkway is still quite beautiful even now, viewed from a different angle.

Suddenly, a thought popped into Shen Qingning's mind: should she take a picture and send it to Lin Mo to ask him if the scenery was beautiful?

He'll definitely be happy, since the class monitor took the initiative to share it with him. Hmm~ Consider it a small reward for his good grades.

Tsk, she's so soft-hearted~

The thought of Lin Mo getting so excited after seeing the pictures she sent made Shen Qingning want to laugh.

Who else could be as considerate as her? She even thought about his exams.

I didn't say it today either. Being soft-hearted isn't a good thing. That Lin Mo is too patient. He keeps it hidden and doesn't give anything away no matter how I hint at it.

Is she really that scary? Isn't she a sweet, gentle, generous, and super cute class monitor?

Hmph, I'm going to stick with you, class monitor! If you don't take the initiative, I don't care anymore. You're the one with a crush, and you want me to worry? Dream on!

As she picked up her phone to send the picture, she suddenly realized that she hadn't clearly explained to Lin Mo what she needed his help with.

He's already said it, so he must understand, right?

Shen Qingning didn't want to explain things clearly; in this matter, the girl had hidden too many grievances that she was ashamed to talk about.

Even when asking for help, the girl only hoped that Lin Mo, who "secretly loves" her, would be able to read her mind, because that's how it happened last time.

Can it work?

It seems unlikely.

How about lowering your pride a little and giving him a gentle reminder? But that would require explaining many reasons, which would be tantamount to reopening her wounds.

"You've been using your phone a lot lately," the beautiful woman driving in the front said coldly before Shen Qingning could even think it through.

“When I picked you up last time, your dad told me that you play on your phone whenever you have free time.”

"Is the reason you were given a cell phone in high school to make it easier for you to study, or because Zhihan also has a cell phone and you want to keep up with her?"

"." Shen Qingning put down her phone.

“I shouldn’t have bought it for you,” the beautiful woman said again. “You’re not as self-disciplined as Zhihan. She’s always been like this since she was little, needing someone to push her along.”

"If your grades drop in this monthly exam, you might as well not stay in the dormitory. Ren Zhihan is also a day student, and she needs to be alone and quiet in her senior year of high school."

"Did you hear me?"

The girl pursed her lips. The class monitor, who was so glamorous in front of her classmates, was now cowering in the car like a dirty little dog that no one wanted.

"What? You cry after I say a few words to you? You're eighteen years old, you should learn to control yourself."

"Okay, Mom."

"Well, there's more." The beautiful woman was about to say something when the car phone suddenly rang. She looked at it, quickly pulled over, and answered the call.

"Hey, hello? Mr. Li. Oh, okay, no problem. Let's get together another day. My husband, Lao Shen, just got back from his business trip and brought back some local specialties. Okay, I'll take them to you first. We won't bother you tomorrow then."

The beautiful woman spoke in a different tone on the phone.

After a few minutes, the call hung up.

The car restarted.

The beautiful woman seemed a little irritated, but Shen Qingning felt a heavy weight in her heart and a surge of excitement.

"Mom, aren't we going to Uncle Li's house tomorrow?" Shen Qingning asked softly.

"I'm not going. Your Uncle Li said something came up."

"Oh," Shen Qingning replied curtly, but her heart was pounding.

He spoke for himself.

I really can't stop believing anymore.

If Lin Mo's previous suggestion that she add Li Zhihan on QQ was simply because Lin Mo had keen insight into their superficial relationship, then...

If his analysis of my awkward behavior this afternoon was a source of worry, it was merely his sensitive and perceptive observation.

This time, however, it can't be just a hypothetical.

In fact, before this, Shen Qingning had always treated Lin Mo with a bit of a joking attitude, because one can never be 100% confident about matters between men and women.

In particular, she had to admit that she always tended to believe that Lin Mo liked her. This would mislead her judgment.

"Hoo-hoo."

Finally, a weight was lifted from my heart, but I didn't feel a sense of grounded relief.