"Cough!"
Shen Mochen walked over with a dark face. Don’t go too far, little tablet! I didn’t fuss about you seeing my chaste body, and yet you dare to slander me!
"Hmph!" Han Muxue refused to show weakness, her face flushed red as she glared back at him, eye to eye.
"Ah... Honey, don’t worry, it won’t bother me!" Xia Qingrou hurriedly threw herself at him, affectionate and tender, "I’m not that materialistic of a woman, no matter what you are like, I will still love you!"
Shen Mochen just felt a wave of embarrassment and sensed that he was losing more and more by the second. But this was indeed not something he could defend himself against, nor was he supposed to.
He couldn’t very well drop his trousers and have them check on the spot!
"She’s talking nonsense..." Shen Mochen took a deep breath, that was all he could say.
As for Xia Qingrou’s suspicious look, Shen Mochen had no energy to deal with that.
"Have some water to calm down first." Liu Chaoyan handed warm water to both Shen Mochen and Han Muxue.
While drinking the water, Shen Mochen took a moment to adjust his mindset.
"There’s nothing much to say, it was my fault, I’ll knock next time!"
Han Muxue didn’t take the water, but bit her lip and turned to go back to the bedroom. Thinking back to the scene she had just witnessed, her face flushed red, and she felt a bit dizzy.
Damn it, it’s so big, like a bull... Damn! Bastard! Big pervert!
The three left in the living room exchanged glances, Liu Chaoyan smiled apologetically, "Since that’s the case, what does Shen think?"
What can I think? She has already admitted it was her fault, and I haven’t lost anything, so let it be.
Shen Mochen scratched his face, offering a wry smile, "I don’t have much to say, let’s call it a lesson learned; I’ll make sure to lock the door before changing clothes next time."
Xia Qingrou said with a giggle, "Don’t always lock the door, it’s like you’re sneaking around like a thief!"
When do I always lock the door? I’ve only done it once, and now you’ve taken the key, what am I supposed to lock!
"Really, I’m so sorry, it was our mistake today. We will be more careful in the future, and thank you for being so magnanimous."
Liu Chaoyan smiled, pressing her hands together, her face filled with regret.
Xia Qingrou wrapped her arms around Shen Mochen’s neck, "It’s okay, losing a little dignity isn’t like losing a piece of flesh, right?"
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What are you even saying? It was your husband that was seen, how generous you are! If I were to sleep with another woman, it wouldn’t result in losing a piece of flesh either. I wonder if you could be so magnanimous in the future!
With the farce over, Liu Chaoyan went back to read in the bedroom, and Xia Qingrou returned to the kitchen to cook. Shen Mochen sat on the sofa idly, thinking about finding time to chat with Cai Yuncui, when Han Muxue came out again.
"Hey!" Han Muxue stopped about two meters away from Shen Mochen, her face still red.
"Is there something you need?" Shen Mochen, harboring no grudges, got up and walked over.
But as Shen Mochen took a step forward, Han Muxue stepped back, her face full of panic, "Don’t come closer!"
Shen Mochen stopped in his tracks, speechless. Am I some kind of beast that would impregnate you just by getting close?
"Just remember, don’t be half-hearted, okay? You must not betray your girlfriend!"
Han Muxue blurted this out with a flushed face, then immediately wheeled back into her room, her wheelchair zipping along so fast it was as if she’d get caught and have an XXOO moment if she didn’t move quickly.
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Shen Mochen’s lips twitched. So you went through all that trouble just to say this?
Having been through an unwarranted disaster, Shen Mochen lay powerlessly on the couch, starting to miss school a bit.
You only realize what you have once it’s gone; now he was yearning so much to return to school life.
Speaking of which, didn’t the officials say they planned to push me into stardom? Why haven’t they started on it yet? Shen Mochen flipped through his contacts; he had the phone numbers of General Yan and Du Ziqi.
But he didn’t actually inquire about it. When it came to this matter, he couldn’t decide much himself. Whether or not to push him as an idol, what image to craft, and when to launch him as a celebrity idol—all were up to the Buque officials. Even if he urged them, it wouldn’t make a difference.
Besides, Shen Mochen wasn’t really interested in becoming a celebrity.
He had missed the age of chasing fame and fortune, and even though he was only eighteen, his mentality was like that of an old monk.
It wasn’t as if he didn’t care at all, but even if he became a star, so what?
If Yin Caiyu and Yin Huailian were still here, he might have brought them some joy.
Being alone had its drawbacks: when bored, he didn’t even have someone to talk to. He could only seek some solace from a sister he had known for less than a month.
Shen Mochen opened up the chat with Cai Yuncui. She had been eager to chat with him whenever she found time these past days, and almost always responded instantly. Even when Shen Mochen didn’t reply, she didn’t get annoyed and just waited.
It seemed she really had a lot of spare time; whenever Shen Mochen reached out to her, she was always available.
Shen Mochen knew he was loved, and not just because of Yin Caiyu’s request.
In the past few days, Cai Yuncui happily shared with him the happenings at school. It seemed the school had made a figurehead of him, promoting him everywhere, even writing newspaper articles and issuing news about him.
They had embellished and recounted all of his exemplary deeds—his excellent grades and character, his anonymous acts of kindness, his heroism, and joining Buque—over and over again.
Actually, even if Cai Yuncui hadn’t mentioned it, Shen Mochen would have known, as Liu Bo had told him right away.
Some people in the class group chat were also discussing it, but since Shen Mochen mostly kept a low profile and hardly spoke up in the group, others just chalked his silence up to being busy with Buque work and didn’t try to prod him.
But in reality, once training ended, Shen Mochen often found himself with too much idle time.
He would normally study in his free time, but now, studying seemed meaningless to him. For one thing, he had received a substantial sum of money from Yin Caiyu, so he didn’t need to study, and secondly, there was no one left worth striving for that hard.
There was a whole group of girls in the school who, God knows how, found Shen Mochen’s account and tirelessly requested to add him as a friend every day, but Shen Mochen ignored them all, only accepting requests from You Feicheng and Gu Yange.
Catherine seldom chatted with him, but that Fuzi added him and would occasionally talk with him. Honestly, Shen Mochen couldn’t be bothered with that crazy woman, but since she was a Transcendent with likely strong superpowers, he was considering getting a kiss from her when the opportunity arose to copy her power.
Sigh, no idea when I’ll get a holiday, but since I’ve just arrived, it feels a bit awkward to ask about vacation. Better wait until Xiao Xingshuang returns and see what the situation is like.
Lunch was still Xia Qingrou’s terrible cooking, barely edible. It’s not that Shen Mochen really didn’t want to cook, but he remembered what Yin Caiyu had said.
Even though it was just an offhand joke at the time, cooking for another girl now felt like betraying Yin Caiyu. After all, for so many years, he only cooked for them and no one else.
It’s strange, kissing other girls didn’t evoke that feeling... especially when kissing Xia Qingrou, Shen Mochen just treated it like a friction of lips.
After lunch and back in his bedroom, as Shen Mochen lay bored on his bed scrolling through his phone, Xia Qingrou pushed the door open and giggled, "Honey, my family wants to meet you!"