The Movie Queen’s Charming Little Wife: Feigning Amnesia Online - Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Xue Luhe’s words were heavy with ambiguity. Surrounded by so many people, her gaze remained exclusively focused on Lin Mo’s face.

Her expression was as arrogant as ever, seemingly certain that Lin Mo would agree to her request. However, deep within her eyes, there was a flicker of hidden anxiety, like a child staring at a candy jar.

Lin Mo was, of course, very curious, but she felt that nothing true could ever come out of Xue Luhe’s mouth. She pursed her lips and deliberately made a look of disdain:

“Does how many years we’ve known each other have anything to do with me needing to go home and get something?”

Xue Luhe’s expression froze. A moment ago, she had been sure of victory; now, being rebutted, she looked momentarily dazed.

The nearby servers looked back and forth between the two, terrified that Xue Luhe might get angry. Those who had been whispering fell silent. A mysterious quiet descended upon the coffee shop, with only the distant sound of city traffic drifting in from outside.

Lin Mo bravely met Xue Luhe’s gaze, though her heart was pounding. She knew she had been treating Xue Luhe poorly since this morning—would this trigger the “big psycho’s” predatory instincts again? Plus, there was the matter of last night… what a mess!

A battle raged in Lin Mo’s mind. One moment, she thought Xue Luhe might explode in rage and kidnap her; the next, she wondered if Xue Luhe would burst into tears on the spot and accuse her of being a heartless jerk.

Though only a short time passed, the atmosphere was heavy. When Xue Luhe finally spoke, everyone visibly relaxed.

“It truly has no relation. But… I hope we can eat together. Will you consider it?”

Xue Luhe’s tone was stable, devoid of any hostility. Her expression was as gentle as water, her eyes smiling, and her lips curved in a perfect arc. However, Lin Mo, who knew her temper well, looked down and saw her hands clenched into fists, with blue veins bulging on the back of them.

Seeing Xue Luhe get rebuffed and forced to suppress her temper in front of so many people was actually quite entertaining! Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and smiled provocatively:

“And what if I just don’t want to consider it?”

Xue Luhe’s eyes narrowed. It felt as if she would explode the next second, her temples throbbing. She really wanted to grab this sharp-tongued little thing and deal with her right then and there!

However, the “little thing” was too fragile. She couldn’t do that; it would scare her away. If she ran away again, she might go abroad, and Xue Luhe didn’t want to expend that much effort to track her down a second time.

Using her formidable acting skills, Xue Luhe controlled her face. She forced out a smile that carried a heavy sense of warning:

“Are you sure?”

Lin Mo didn’t care at all. With a flick of her hair, she turned to leave.

Xue Luhe finally lost her patience. Her temper flared; she pushed past the people in front of her, rushed over in a few steps, grabbed Lin Mo’s arm, and slammed her into her embrace!

“Ahhh! What are you doing!”

Lin Mo was shocked and terrified. she struggled with all her might, but as usual, her strength was no match for the other woman. Using only two arms, Xue Luhe pinned her down completely. No matter how much she struggled, it was useless.

Holding Lin Mo in her arms, Xue Luhe’s long-suppressed wild desires were suddenly released.

Lin Mo struggled while whispering: “Let me go! There are so many people here, and many of them are your fans. Aren’t you afraid they’ll leave the fandom if they see this? Aren’t you afraid they’ll film this and post it online? You’re truly insane, let go!”

Xue Luhe hugged Lin Mo tightly from behind, finding the warmth and softness in her arms incredibly comfortable. She grinned wickedly, leaned close to Lin Mo’s ear, and blew gently. Watching the ear turn red instantly and the body tremble slightly, she continued with great interest:

“How could you forget? I have always been… a lunatic, wicked, paranoid, a psycho, and terrifying. So don’t dream of escaping my grasp. Be a good girl, and I might treat you a little better.”

Lin Mo: “…Holy crap.”

She really couldn’t stop herself from swearing! You weren’t like this at all last night! Even though she had been drunk, she remembered Xue Luhe taking care of her so gently and saying all those mushy things like “I’m sorry” and “Thank you”!

Was that all fake? Was it just a hallucination Lin Mo created for herself while drunk?

Lin Mo was on the verge of a breakdown. This morning—even up until a moment ago—Xue Luhe had acted like a reformed person, a total “simp” or loyal dog. Now, suddenly, what happened? She had turned back into a man-eating wolf!

As expected of a volatile world-class antagonist, her style changed daily. The entry for “capricious” in the dictionary should just say: See Xue Luhe’s daily routine!

Lin Mo could hear her colleagues behind them letting out suppressed gasps and screams, with some even taking photos with their phones.

“How can she be so domineering! My girlish heart is exploding! Lin Mo is so lucky!” “Who wouldn’t want to be held tightly by Xue Luhe and have her whisper in their ear? Forget the food—eat me, eat me!” “Ugh, I feel like they’re the real deal. I’m totally shipping this beautiful romance!”

Lin Mo was cursing them out in her mind. What “beautiful romance”? If it’s so beautiful, do you want it? Beautiful my foot!

Xue Luhe continued to breathe softly against Lin Mo’s bright red ear. The familiar cold fragrance followed her words, surrounding Lin Mo like wind and clouds. While the scent was pleasant, it made Lin Mo feel suffocated.

Xue Luhe’s voice was gentle as she brushed a stray hair from Lin Mo’s ear, but her words were anything but harmonious:

“You must come to this meal today. I want to declare my sovereignty to your colleagues.”

Lin Mo opened her mouth to curse, but she was quickly muffled. Xue Luhe placed her hand over Lin Mo’s lips. She could feel the soft, slightly moist lips rubbing inconsistently against her palm, as if she were cursing silently.

So cute. I wish I could hold her like this forever… Xue Luhe couldn’t help but feel this way.

“Mmm-mmm-mmm!”

Lin Mo couldn’t speak, but she expressed her protest through action. She lifted her foot and stomped hard on Xue Luhe’s leather shoe! However, she was wearing soft, flat shoes for walking, which couldn’t cause any damage to high-quality Italian leather. Xue Luhe only frowned slightly.

She gave a cold laugh: “Use some strength, Astro Boy.”

Astro Boy… A memory suddenly flashed in Lin Mo’s mind: she had swung her arm and punched Xue Luhe right in the nose, sending her reeling backward with blood flowing from her nostrils.

Oh… so I actually did that while drunk last night…

Lin Mo suddenly felt her moral high ground vanish. Now, with Xue Luhe, she had technically “punched back” on equal terms! Last night, she had also presumably “slept” with her… did that count as evening things out on a physical level?

In that case, Lin Mo really should go to this meal—settling grievances over a meal, as the saying goes.

Lin Mo tried to pry Xue Luhe’s hand away. Xue Luhe asked: “You have something to say?”

Lin Mo nodded repeatedly.

“Is it something I’ll like hearing, or something I won’t?”

Lin Mo continued to nod.

Xue Luhe let go of her mouth but still held her shoulder tightly: “Speak.”

Lin Mo took a deep breath, exhaled, then turned back solemnly to stare at Xue Luhe:

“Fine, I’ll go to the meal. After it’s over, we’re even. I won’t hold a grudge against you, and you stop pestering me. Deal?”

Xue Luhe looked into Lin Mo’s eyes, smiled slowly, and nodded with some reservation.

Lin Mo couldn’t exactly force her to sign a written guarantee. Seeing her agree, she had nothing more to say and signaled for her to let go. Xue Luhe only moved one arm, keeping the other firmly around Lin Mo’s shoulder.

Lin Mo pushed, but she wouldn’t budge. She turned to glare at Xue Luhe with eyes full of fire. Xue Luhe shrugged nonchalantly:

“I’m afraid if I let go, you’ll run. After all, you’re like a loach—best at running away.”

“Who’s a loach! I was born in the year of the rabbit!”

“Rabbits are good at running too. No difference.”

“…How is there no difference…”

Lin Mo and Xue Luhe walked in front and got into Xue Luhe’s car. Everyone else took four separate taxis to fit. Finally, led by Xue Luhe’s luxury car followed by four taxis, they paraded through the streets, drawing stares from many passersby.

The cars stopped at the entrance of a five-star hotel. A bellhop came to open the door. Lin Mo got out first, while Xue Luhe finished her “disguise”—hat, sunglasses, and mask—and came out with the servers.

The well-trained bellhops recognized them as VIPs and quickly led them to the private room. A string of curious, self-conscious young servers followed behind, looking around and giggling.

They found a private room with two large tables. Li Kexin and Xiao Yuan sat on either side of the two main characters, who were placed in the central seats. Everyone started calling out orders excitedly, giving the room a lively, everyday feel.

Xue Luhe watched the scene, lost in thought. Lin Mo assumed Xue Luhe disliked crowded places; after all, in the villa, she had even sent the servants to the neighboring building, showing how much she hated people.

So, Lin Mo asked considerately: “Do you… should we change to a quieter room?”

Xue Luhe looked dazed for a moment, as if waking from a long dream. Her tone softened significantly:

“Do you want to be alone with me? Then of course I—”

Lin Mo firmly made an “X” sign with her hands, interrupting her:

“Who wants to be alone with you? Am I looking for trouble! I was afraid you’d find it too crowded!”

Xue Luhe smiled: “I don’t. These are your colleagues. I like having many people around.”

Lin Mo had many questions. Many people in the world liked crowds, but that list would never include Xue Luhe! However, Xue Luhe had done so many unexpected things lately that Lin Mo was numb to it. She didn’t even want to ask anymore and just turned her face away blankly.

Xiao Yuan, sitting nearby, had overheard the conversation. She gently nudged Lin Mo’s waist and whispered:

“Is she enduring it because of you? You two are too sweet! She really spoils you! I’m feeling both sour and sweet—like dog food mixed with lemon!”

Dog food mixed with lemon? The thought made Lin Mo feel nauseous. She lost her appetite even more and gave a perfunctory laugh: “Haha.”

Dishes arrived one by one—exquisite Chinese cuisine of all kinds. Every dish smelled incredible, making everyone’s mouth water. Lin Mo noticed a dish of char siu and was confused. She turned to ask Xiao Yuan:

“Why was this ordered?”

Xiao Yuan giggled: “I told President Xue that Chef Liu was planning to make char siu for you today. Honestly, you’re so lucky. The boss lady spoils you, and President Xue spoils you too. Don’t forget your sister when you make it big!”

Lin Mo felt like rolling her eyes but felt it was inappropriate, so she kept smiling perfunctorily: “Sure, I won’t forget you. Don’t worry.”

Xiao Yuan laughed. At that moment, Li Kexin suddenly stood up with a wine glass, offering a toast with a beaming smile:

“Thanks to President Xue for bringing us to such a high-end hotel today to experience such delicious food. And thanks to Lin Mo—I hope you and President Xue get together soon! Let’s touch glasses. To the most beautiful and handsome President Xue, may you win over the beauty soon!”

After speaking, Li Kexin winked at Lin Mo.

What kind of awkward behavior is this? They were all young, attractive people—why did she have to be so “greasy”? Lin Mo wanted to hide under the table. She gave a forced smile, feeling as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

Others also looked awkward. Li Kexin often did things that left people speechless; today, she was naturally going to show off. However, being young, no one liked this kind of “drinking table culture,” but they didn’t want to seem out of place either. A few people stood up with their glasses.

Li Kexin shouted enthusiastically at the others: “Hurry up, stand up! Fill your glasses! You have to give President Xue some face. A ‘bottoms up’ counts as impressive. Hurry, we still have to work this afternoon!”

Lin Mo saw several people looking hesitant, but she couldn’t say anything. This was Xue Luhe’s event; since she didn’t speak up, Lin Mo didn’t have the standing to say anything.

Xue Luhe suddenly spoke. Her tone was light but cold, sending a chill of fear through everyone’s hearts.

“No need. I don’t need you to toast me. Just eat happily and be casual.”

Being rejected so directly made Li Kexin look embarrassed. Seeing this, the others quickly sat back down, glad to avoid the awkwardness. But Li Kexin still didn’t want to put down her glass.

She looked around and suddenly smiled at Lin Mo: “Momo, how about I toast you? After all, without you, there would be no meal today!”

Lin Mo waved her hands: “I can’t drink!”

Li Kexin’s eyes widened: “Huh? But yesterday I saw Sister Qing put a bottle of wine in your bag. I asked her what it was for, and she said you liked it, so she brought it for you. I thought you were a pro!”

Lin Mo had actually guessed the wine was from Qing Jing, as the other colleagues didn’t seem like they would give such a subtle gift. However, she hadn’t seen Qing Jing yet today to confirm it. She didn’t expect Li Kexin to blurt it out at the dinner table.

Several colleagues made envious sounds: “Oh, Momo is so impressive. Sister Qing thinks so highly of her that she gives her individual benefits!” “Wow, I saw that bottle too. It looked very expensive…” “Sister Qing is so nice… Lin Mo really is the golden child, loved by everyone!”

Lin Mo didn’t feel much about these comments, but she was worried about Xue Luhe sitting next to her. Would hearing this make her explode with jealousy? Still, using Qing Jing to make Xue Luhe give up would be good. Lin Mo said in a “green tea” (manipulative) tone:

“Oh, it’s nothing! I’m just close with Sister Qing. It wasn’t an employee benefit; it must have been a private gift! Although I can’t drink, it’s a gift from the shopkeeper sister, so I love it so much~”

After saying this, Lin Mo felt nauseous herself, feeling as if she were covered in the scent of “green tea.” But she had to use any means to drive away the wolf beside her.

Lin Mo turned to see Xue Luhe’s expression. Sure enough, Xue Luhe’s eyes were narrowed into slits, her hands clenched under the table, veins bulging on her temples, and her jaw set tight.

Fearing the other woman didn’t get the point, Lin Mo dropped another bombshell:

“Sister Qing was going to accompany me upstairs last night, but I was shy and refused…”

The moment she said this, Lin Mo felt something was wrong. Why did Qing Jing suggest going into my house yesterday? She’s picked me up many times before and never mentioned it. Sending wine secretly and wanting to go upstairs… could it be…

Before Lin Mo could finish the thought, she heard Xue Luhe’s icy voice:

“You idiot. She wanted to take advantage of you while you were drunk. You couldn’t even see it and felt ‘shy’… what a fool!”

The room erupted in gasps; everyone was shocked. Li Kexin, who had been watching the drama with her glass, was so startled her glass dropped, clattering onto the table. She didn’t even dare to pick it up.

Li Kexin was a bit of a petty person, sometimes acting too sophisticated for her age, but she wasn’t a bad person. Even though she noticed Qing Jing giving Lin Mo wine, she never thought about “taking advantage.” But Xue Luhe pointed it out so directly that everyone felt it was unexpected yet made sense.

No one expected that the gentle, sunny Sister Qing, who lived with them every day, would have such deep schemes!

Lin Mo was the most shocked of all. Her eyes widened, her mouth fell open, and her eyebrows shot up to her hairline. Her whole face was written with disbelief. She truly had never thought about it that way! If someone said this about Xue Luhe, she’d believe they were capable of it, but Qing Jing? She wouldn’t believe it for a second!

Lin Mo’s first reaction was to deny it: “How is that possible? Sister Qing is just… she must…”

But the words died on her lips as she couldn’t find a single reason to back it up. Was it just a random gift of wine? Combined with her actions of picking her up recently and asking to come upstairs last night, Lin Mo couldn’t believe it was just random. There were no such coincidences.

Did Qing Jing know her alcohol tolerance was low? She did. Chef Liu did most of the cooking, but Qing Jing occasionally helped out, and she had specifically learned Lin Mo’s tastes, adjusting every dish to her preference.

Lin Mo clearly remembered a conversation she had with Qing Jing once about drinking.

“I get drunk on half a cup every time. Why, Sister? Am I too weak?” “It’s okay. It’s genetic. Maybe your genes are just sensitive to alcohol. Just drink less in the future.” “Sister, you’re so nice… you really know how to comfort people. Anyway, I don’t like alcohol much, so I’ll just drink less.”

The memory was vivid. Lin Mo clutched her head, her mind in a mess, not knowing what to say. At that moment, the person who had exposed it all gave a cold laugh beside her:

“That woman’s intentions are obvious to everyone. Only you, little fool, are too easy to trust others. Didn’t that incident with Xi Shen teach you anything? You’re so stupid—what will you do in the future without me watching over you?”

Hearing this, Lin Mo suddenly rebelled. She turned and launched a verbal attack:

“So what if she gave me wine? Even if she had ulterior motives, so what? It’s not like you didn’t give me alcohol either—didn’t you mix that ‘Momo’ cocktail for me before? Ultimately, you’re just like her! Neither of you truly treats me well. I don’t know what you’re thinking all day—am I that fun? Do you both just want to treat me like a toy?”

As she spoke, Lin Mo suddenly felt aggrieved. Without even taking her bag, she stood up and ran out of the private room. Ignoring the bellhop’s startled look, she ran out of the hotel doors, letting her emotions go as salty tears flowed in the wind.

She hadn’t done anything—why was she caught up in these things? Couldn’t they just let her be? Why the romance? Why the schemes!

Lin Mo knew she was stupid and easy to trust, but that was just her nature! Even after experiencing so much in her childhood, she remained this way because if she hadn’t been an optimist, her spirit would have broken long ago under the shadows of illness, domestic violence, and a broken family! Being an optimist was a form of self-protection!

Now, her environment was much better than before, making her feel there was even less need to be hard on herself. She wanted to heal her psychological trauma more than anything else. Then, this happened.

The gentle, sunny boss lady she had viewed as a sister, or even half a mother, would do such a thing! When Lin Mo first guessed that Qing Jing might have feelings for her, she found it a bit unacceptable, but then thought it was fine. Although it was hard to understand why she’d like her, it was her right. She planned to have an open conversation with Qing Jing to set the relationship back on track so that no one would lose anything.

But Qing Jing’s act of intentionally trying to take advantage of her was impossible for Lin Mo to understand or accept! This move by Qing Jing had personally destroyed her image as a gentle, kind, and caring sister in Lin Mo’s heart!

Lin Mo didn’t know where she was walking. Her tears soon dried. She walked slowly along the street as the cold wind of approaching winter made her wrap her collar tight. She felt worse the further she walked.

There was a lonely little gazebo by the road, seemingly for posters. Lin Mo walked over and stood under it, staring blankly. What Qing Jing did wasn’t an unforgivable crime; in fact, some might even like it, as it proved Qing Jing was very invested in her. But for Lin Mo, such scheming was terrifying.

She couldn’t help but wonder if everything Qing Jing said and did had hidden meanings. Was her gentleness and consideration born from kindness or ulterior motives?

Lin Mo felt she was doomed—she could never face Qing Jing normally again. She’d probably want to flee the moment she saw her… What would happen then? Should she resign?

That would be the best choice, but Lin Mo was truly reluctant. She loved the job, and her colleagues and environment were almost perfect. Most importantly, Lin Mo had developed a sense of dependency on Qing Jing that went beyond an ordinary friend—not romantic, but the kind of admiration and trust one has for an older sister leading the way.

She still couldn’t let go of Qing Jing. Yet she truly couldn’t treat her the same way as before after the truth had been exposed.

The more she thought, the more she felt it was a dead end. Her mind grew more chaotic. In the cold wind, she huddled like a small shrimp, her ability to think frozen.

“Lin Mo!”

Someone called her name. Lin Mo looked up; it was Xiao Yuan. Xiao Yuan was in the front passenger seat of a taxi. Seeing Lin Mo like this, she opened the door and ran out, reaching out:

“Come, let me take you back. Don’t stand here!”

For some reason, Lin Mo suddenly asked: “Where’s Xue Luhe?”

Xiao Yuan replied quickly: “She drove off in another direction to find you. There are too many branches here, so we split into groups to check every road. You didn’t even take your phone—the moment you ran out, Xue Luhe went crazy and jumped up to chase you immediately. It probably took some time to get her car, so she still hasn’t caught you. Are you going back to the shop or your home?”

Lin Mo was in a daze. After a while, she crawled into the back seat of the taxi and gave the driver her home address.

On the way, Xiao Yuan secretly peeked at her expression. Seeing sadness and numbness but also relative calmness, she guessed Lin Mo was holding up okay. Xiao Yuan asked tentatively:

“Are you all right? Did you run out because of Sister Qing, or an argument with President Xue?”

Lin Mo seemed to wake from a dream and thought for a moment: “Probably both…”

Xiao Yuan thought left and right but didn’t know who to speak up for—the boss lady or her idol. In Lin Mo’s current state, any advice seemed inappropriate, so she stayed silent.

The taxi stopped smoothly in the residential complex. Xiao Yuan helped Lin Mo out and supported her into the elevator. Lin Mo still had the heart to joke:

“I haven’t suddenly turned into an old person—why are you supporting me!”

Xiao Yuan said solemnly: “You’re President Xue’s precious pearl. I wouldn’t dare let you get bumped or bruised; she would definitely take me apart.”

Lin Mo gave a faint smile. She used to always want to be someone’s treasure; now she felt it was better to struggle on her own—no one should hold her in their palm. After all, the feeling of being controlled and schemed against was not pleasant at all.

Arriving at her door, a familiar figure came into view. The figure was tall with beautiful curves, wearing casual clothes but still unable to hide her intimidating aura. Just leaning casually against the stairwell, she looked so good—better than a magazine photo.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuan immediately slipped away: “I’m going then, get home quickly, see you tomorrow!”

Once Xiao Yuan left, the atmosphere in the empty hallway suddenly grew tense. Lin Mo didn’t move, but Xue Luhe walked toward her. Xue Luhe looked sad, with some hidden emotions.

“I’m sorry.”

Lin Mo didn’t expect an apology to be her first words, which left her not knowing how to respond. “Why are you apologizing?” Lin Mo asked as calmly as possible.

“You ran away in anger because you argued with me. Here, this is your phone and bag.” Xue Luhe handed over the bag she was carrying.

Lin Mo took it, checked the contents, and pulled out her keys to open the door. She walked into the house, leaving the door open for Xue Luhe to enter. For a split second, she felt a strong resistance, but rationally understood she was overthinking. She had been so drunk last night and Xue Luhe hadn’t done anything inappropriate—in fact, she might have been the one to do something bad… In that case, there was no need to be so cautious today.

As expected, Xue Luhe followed her inside and gently closed the door. Lin Mo pointed to the sofa: “Sit. I’ll get some water.”

She got some warm water from the dispenser in the corner and drank a large cup herself. She had cried a little and lost fluid, and with the cold wind, her emotions had become low and stable. After the warm water, she felt herself coming back to life. She used a disposable cup to bring a cup of warm water to Xue Luhe.

“Are you okay?” Xue Luhe held the cup but didn’t drink, focusing only on Lin Mo, observing her state.

“I’m fine. But you guys… that meal must have been ruined… I’m sorry.” Lin Mo apologized in a low, lonely voice.

Xue Luhe smiled: “Don’t worry. Only a few of us came out to find you; I let the rest eat properly. The bill is already paid.”

Lin Mo nodded and fell silent again. Xue Luhe observed her expression, then suddenly stood up, walked closer, and sat beside her. She reached out a hand and gently held the back of Lin Mo’s hand resting on her leg.

“It’s okay. I know you find it hard to believe, but this is real life. With me around, I won’t let you experience this kind of breakdown again.”

Lin Mo’s hand jerked away instantly from under Xue Luhe’s hand, and she moved further away. Xue Luhe didn’t stop her or force anything, just said softly:

“I’ve also been schemed against by someone I viewed as an older brother.”

Lin Mo’s attention was drawn; she turned to look.

Xue Luhe began to reminisce calmly: “Back when my elders were still around and I had just entered the entertainment industry, I met a senior student. He was very good to me, caring and gentlemanly. Later we filmed together. One night, under the guise of rehearsing, he came to my room with a spiked drink and secretly pulled the circuit breaker, wanting to do something to me in the dark.”

Lin Mo raised her eyebrows. She knew the entertainment industry was messy, but Xue Luhe never mentioned it, so she assumed the woman hadn’t experienced such trashy things.

“Did you drink it?” Lin Mo couldn’t help but ask.

“I did. He was very methodical—he’d been bringing me drinks for a long time. I refused many times but only said yes that day.”

Xue Luhe spoke plainly, her eyes looking empty into the distance, as if telling someone else’s story. Lin Mo looked at her and realized that no matter how domineering, cool, or psycho she was, Xue Luhe was just a… normal person.

“What happened then?” Lin Mo’s heart rose in her throat, her appetite whetted by the story. She didn’t believe Xue Luhe was actually violated, but she was still very worried.

“Even though I was unconscious, my body was very resistant to men. The moment he touched me, I woke up. Since he had pulled the circuit breaker, the smart lock had no power. I pinned him in the room and gave him a brutal beating.”

As she finished, a smile curled the corners of Xue Luhe’s lips.

Lin Mo let out a long breath and patted her chest, feeling her heart return to its place. The story had a happy ending. Comparing herself, she couldn’t help saying:

“If it were me… I definitely couldn’t pin someone down and beat them. I’d only run away crying. Am I very weak?”

Xue Luhe stared intently into Lin Mo’s eyes and said sincerely:

“You’re not weak. The world should have all kinds of people—wicked people like me and kind people like you. Don’t mind what I said at lunch—that you’re stupid and easy to trust. That isn’t true.”

The words echoed in Lin Mo’s ears. Looking at Xue Luhe’s beautiful and sincere face, her breathing gradually quickened. She didn’t even notice Xue Luhe getting closer.

“What I really wanted to say is… you’re very pure and precious. And I want to protect that purity…”

Xue Luhe’s face grew closer and larger. Lin Mo held her breath, her eyes wide, her body stiff. At the same time, a strange warmth flowed through her.

She said… she wants to protect my purity…

Just then, the light overhead gave a “click”—a power outage!

Lin Mo let out a soft “Ah!” in surprise. In the darkness, she could only see Xue Luhe’s eyes, sparkling like the night sky.

A steady, firm voice came to her ear: “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

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