Chapter 37: We Have Our Own Little Ones

“Waaaaah~~ Waaaa~!”

Inside the office, the eldest Miss Yuan was frantically whipping Liu Ruyan with her two pigtails, swinging them in wide, perfect circles.

Liu Ruyan held both of her small hands firmly in her grasp. Just moments ago, she had attempted to execute the "Galloping Horse" technique but failed and was captured; fortunately, she still had those two "propellers" on her head.

However, there was a significant disparity between the two in terms of both physique and height.

When Liu Ruyan fought Yuan Meng, it was like the first time free combat was introduced to Southeast Asia in 1974—it was an instant championship victory.

Watching this scene, Lin Mo sat leisurely on the desk sipping tea, using the spectacle to help digest the breakfast he had overeaten this morning.

*Ding!*

Just then, the phone on the desk suddenly rang. He opened it to find a message from Zhang Wei in the "Yongjie Trident" group chat.

【Video】

【Holy crap, the video I took on a whim yesterday went viral! Yuan-God is viral too! I gained 200,000 followers overnight. I'm becoming an influencer!】

【Quick, give me likes, comments, and shares!】

【Yuan-God, dinner is on me tonight! Nobody leave, let's have a feast together!】

Looking at the string of messages from Zhang Wei and then at the eldest Miss Yuan, who was currently using her pigtails to perform "gua sha" massage on Liu Ruyan, Lin Mo’s brain momentarily stalled.

*Whose subordinate is this? Why is she so ferocious?*

*Is a mouse licking a cat's butt just looking for trouble?*

After a moment of thought, he replied in the group

【It’s not too late to retract the video and delete your account. Take my advice: the waters of social media are too deep; you can't handle it.】

Zhang Wei: 【You're just jealous! "You can't handle it"—if I can't handle it, then you handle it!】

Lin Mo:...

Good grief, truly a man of immense courage.

At that moment, Yuan Meng, having failed her attack, stepped back two paces and spoke

"Fine, you bitchy Yan. You'd better keep one eye open when you sleep from now on. Otherwise, even if you're just in the bathroom, I'll make you fly high into the sky!"

With that, she stomped her feet indignantly, walked over to him, poured herself a cup of tea, and drained it in one gulp. She then picked up her phone and declared, "I'm going to contact the person who posted the video and make them take it down, or I'll sue them!"

Seeing this, Lin Mo quickly tried to settle things privately with Zhang Wei.

【Just eat whatever you want to eat.】

Before Zhang Wei could reply, a piercing scream erupted from the eldest Miss Yuan.

"Ah~~~~ Zhang Wei!"

With that, she once again deployed her "Ultraman Seven" running style and charged straight out.

"What is she doing?" Liu Ruyan asked, brushing her hair back with a look of confusion.

Hearing this, Lin Mo replied with a smile, "She's probably about to transform into Ultraman Seven. By the way, are we providing social security and housing funds for our official employees?"

Liu Ruyan merely nodded blankly. Seeing this, Lin Mo felt instantly relieved.

Soon, a "twin-tailed warrior" burst into Zhang Wei's department, launching into a flurry of attacks.

Tornadoes destroyed the parking lot, crows flew like airplanes, and heads were smashed like walnuts.

For a time, the entire department was filled with Zhang Wei's screams of agony.

Lin Mo's side, however, remained peaceful. Liu Ruyan didn't continue teasing him verbally; at most, she would ask him to pour some water or brew some tea.

After all, she was a big boss with many company matters to attend to; she couldn't chat with him all day.

He was happy to enjoy the leisure. This kind of "paid tea-drinking" job was hard to find. Recalling his life as a "beast of burden" over the past few months, he even doubted how he had survived.

Indeed, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury back to frugality.

When he saw Zhang Wei again at noon, although his arms were covered in bruises, his face was filled with a "simp-style" smile.

Upon asking why, he learned that in order to protect his viral video, Zhang Wei had signed countless humiliating agreements.

Not only did he have to treat everyone to dinner at night, but he also had to serve the eldest Miss Yuan around the company for a month—tasks like preparing fruit and snacks daily, and handling food deliveries and errands.

Although the price was high, the reward was greater. After all, an account with over 200,000 followers that was still growing held significant value.

Even if Zhang Wei didn't do the work himself, he could make a lot of money just by selling the account now.

In the afternoon, Liu Ruyan stayed in the office for a while before leaving, and she didn't return even after work ended.

At a hotpot restaurant on the food street, Zhang Wei waved his hand grandly, declaring that he would pick up the tab today.

"Sister Yuan, who are you messaging? You're so absorbed," Lin Mo asked, noticing the eldest Miss Yuan constantly poking at her phone.

"My mom. Her skin has improved a lot lately, so she's posting vain photos on her Moments every day. She's even asking me if you have any more of that stuff left," Yuan Meng said, putting her phone down helplessly.

Lin Mo could do nothing to help; the last two portions had already been snatched away. What could he do?

"Sigh, tomorrow is your last day. Why don't you skip work and come out with me? A friend invited me to go camping in the suburbs. Anyway, Liu Ruyan won't need you there!"

Faced with Yuan Meng's suggestion, Lin Mo felt a bit tempted but ultimately declined: "No thanks, I need to stand my post for my final day."

Besides, if Yuan Meng went out with her friends, he wouldn't know them. It might end up being awkward for everyone.

As for why the eldest Miss Yuan could go out and play during working hours tomorrow? What a joke. She comes and goes as she pleases; skipping work is a daily occurrence for her.

Isn't there a song? *"Without my breakfast, I'm lost; without my pocket money, I'm sad; I want to go on strike, strike, strike~"*

"Tch, suit yourself. I'll go by myself then."

Just then, a cute little girl wearing a small dress and hair in buns ran up and hugged Lin Mo's leg, pointing a small finger at the table.

"Ah~ meat... meat!"

The little girl had large eyes, a round face, and a bit of drool at the corner of her mouth. For a moment, the three of them were completely mesmerized.

"Wow, baby, you're so cute! What's your name?"

Being girls, they had no resistance to cute things. Yuan Meng quickly knelt down, stroking the child's face, her voice turning high-pitched and sweet.

Lin Mo and Zhang Wei also wanted to play with the little girl, but a woman in a "stepmother-style" dress—with a hot figure and a beautiful face—came running over.

"Yunyun, these belong to the big brother and sister. Come back to Mommy."

Clearly, her mother had arrived.

Seeing this, Lin Mo and Zhang Wei quickly chimed in

"Oh my, she's so beautiful!"

"She's so well-behaved!"

Hearing this, the woman's smile widened as she picked up the baby. "Say goodbye to the big brother and sister!"

"Bye... bye."

"Bye-bye!" *x2*

As the woman carried the child away, the two men followed her with their eyes.

Just then, Yuan Meng's voice came from the side, teeth clenched

"Entering someone's garden to pick their fruit, teasing their child, and eyeing their mother... you two perverts, pfft!"

In response, the two quickly shook their heads. Zhang Wei even retorted, "I am not! I just think the baby is cute!"

"Me too!"

Yuan Meng let out a cold laugh. "Looking at the baby? Then you two tell me, what is the pattern on the baby's little dress?"

The two men lowered their heads in silence, focusing solely on eating their meat.

"Hah~ I just don't get it. Why are you men so shallow? You only like big chests, don't you!"

To this, Lin Mo thought for a moment and replied, "It's because... we already have small ones ourselves."

Yuan Meng: (艹皿艹)ツ┏━┓

(End of Chapter)