Chapter 14: Charge It to My Dad's Account

As everyone knows, the "Galloping Horse Overcoming the Pass"—also known as the "Big Windmill"—is a type of "turtle punch" technique. One extends both arms straight and rotates them clockwise in front of the body; the higher the rotation speed, the greater the damage.

However, it was obvious that Yuan Meng had not mastered this technique. Her damage was practically non-existent, and he dodged her strikes with ease.

This situation persisted until lunchtime. Yuan Meng was still gnashing her teeth at him, but fortunately, the girl was thick-skinned, and she was fine by the afternoon.

Soon, the afternoon passed. Zhang Wei had things to do today, so he left early and did not participate in the trio's group activity.

After work, Lin Mo hopped into Yuan Meng's Xiaomi SU7 Ultra, and the two sped toward a daily necessities store in the commercial street.

Inside the car.

Despite being a man and a woman, looking at their seatbelts alone, they looked like two brothers. Compared to the way Liu Ruyan wore her seatbelt, the difference was night and day.

"I say, why are we going to the department store? Can't we just go straight to your place?" Yuan Meng asked while steering the wheel.

Indeed, in order to get Lin Mo's whitening formula, Yuan Meng planned to personally escort him home today. She couldn't wait until tomorrow; after all, no woman could resist such a temptation.

"Just buying some things, it's a quick errand. Three to five minutes at most. Just wait for me in the parking lot," Lin Mo said.

In truth, he was going to the general store mainly to buy a premium packaging box. After all, he couldn't exactly squeeze some of his sulfur facial cleanser into Yuan Meng's hands; that would look terrible.

Moreover, if Yuan Meng saw it, she might think he was being perfunctory. If it actually worked, what if she asked him for the link? It was better to just say it was a secret formula.

Most importantly, adding exquisite packaging would allow him to sell it at a high price, and Sister Yuan was not someone short on money.

"Fine, but I'm not getting out. It's boiling hot!" Compared to the secret of Lin Mo's whitening, this small matter was trivial.

Soon, Yuan Meng's car pulled into the department store parking lot. Lin Mo got out by himself and headed straight for the premium gift section.

Lin Mo bought a small ceramic jar. It was an antique style, small and exquisite, and not expensive—only 10 yuan, and it even came with an outer gift box.

But without comparison, there is no pain. With that amount of money, he could have bought a 30-gram gold bracelet on his own shopping platform.

But there was no helping it; this was the reality of local prices.

He paid without a moment's hesitation. Including the travel time, it took less than fifteen minutes. Yuan Meng hadn't even finished a single round of *Golden Spatula*.

"That fast?"

Seeing him open the car door and sit in the passenger seat, Yuan Meng was somewhat surprised.

"Of course. Whoa, Five Ascensions? Even your losing streak broke?" Glancing at Yuan Meng's battle status, Lin Mo realized this game was a lost cause.

To this, Yuan Meng chose to surrender directly: "Damn it, some idiot hit me while I was surrendering. I'm so pissed, I'm done playing!"

With that, she tossed her phone aside, started the engine, and floored the accelerator. Indeed, a *Golden Spatula* player was just that volatile.

Soon, Yuan Meng drove to his residential complex. She had been here before but had never entered. This time she drove straight in. Fortunately, it was an old neighborhood with relaxed security; a word to the security guard was enough.

At the entrance of the building, Yuan Meng looked at the "For Rent" advertisement posted on the door, her expression mirroring the ad. She shot him a sideways glance and sneered

"This neighborhood is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

"Right? I think so too," Lin Mo smiled, feeling the satisfaction of having his discovery of something interesting validated.

"My ass! Tell me, was that a typo or intentional? I saw online a couple of days ago that a prostitution ring in our area was busted. You better keep yourself clean, kid!"

"How... how should I know? I haven't asked anyone. Hurry, let's go upstairs, upstairs!"

Saying this, Lin Mo hurriedly ushered her up.

"Hey, why are you acting guilty if you haven't asked?"

Lin Mo:...

*I'll just pretend to be mute. I didn't hear it. Let's act like this never happened.*

"Sit wherever. If you're thirsty, there are sodas in the fridge. I'm going to the bathroom first," Lin Mo said upon opening the door.

Yuan Meng didn't care. They were basically bros; since no one else was home, why should she be formal?

Entering the bathroom, Lin Mo quickly took out the small ceramic jar and squeezed the sulfur facial cleanser from the sink into it. Soon, the Lin Family's Secret Formula Facial Cleanser was complete.

It was exactly like Hu Yifei making chocolate.

It wasn't much, just about a fifth of the volume. It wasn't that he was stingy, but the ceramic jar was indeed small. Even so, if used once a day, it would last seven days with some to spare.

After pretending to flush the toilet, Lin Mo finally emerged from the bathroom.

"I say, your place is way too crude. My bathroom is bigger than this. How about Sister Yuan rents a place for you? Somewhere closer to me, so it's convenient for gaming, and we can go play billiards after work. What do you think?"

As soon as he came out, Yuan Meng was already sitting on the sofa, complaining while holding a can of Coke.

"No thanks, I won't be staying long. I'll head back to school once my internship ends. As for the place being small—so what? No matter how big a house is, it's just a temporary residence. That little box is your eternal home!" Lin Mo refused and retorted.

*What do you mean my place is smaller than a bathroom? This young lady's words are truly infuriating.* If they weren't close, he would have let her experience the wrath of a "Zu'an Hunter" right now.

"Get lost, you're the one sleeping in an urn! But then again, you're going back to school soon. I'll rent a place near your university then. I heard the quality of guys at your school is pretty good."

Lin Mo:...

"Give it a rest. Here, this is the secret formula I've been using lately. Remember, once a day, for seven consecutive days."

With that, Lin Mo took out the small ceramic jar and handed it over.

Yuan Meng snatched it away, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She popped the lid and saw a yellowish mass inside that smelled somewhat like expired honey.

"Are you sure about this?"

"It's an exclusive formula, what did you think? Do you think Chinese medicine tastes good? It still cures diseases, doesn't it?" Lin Mo acted as if he were saying, *If you don't believe me, don't use it.*

"True. Fine, I'll trust you this once! Come on, it's still early. Big sister will treat you to a good meal!"

With that, Yuan Meng tucked the jar away and pulled him out the door.

Half an hour later, the two appeared in a private room of a restaurant that looked quite high-end.

Although there were only two of them, there were over ten dishes of various sizes on the table. The portions were somewhat "touching"—some were just a single bite—but the presentation was excellent.

"Hurry and try it. I'm telling you, the food here is delicious. You can't usually get a reservation. I've been here a few times with my dad," she said, picking up a bite for herself.

"Hehe, thanks for the treat, Sister Yuan!" Lin Mo smiled shamelessly.

Yuan Meng shook her head. "It's not like that. I have my dad's VIP card. I'll just charge it to his account later!"

Lin Mo:...

"Sister Yuan... you... are truly filial!"

(End of Chapter)