Chapter 30: 333333

The King of Cars, a total King of Cars.

Although he had met Liu Ruyan before, she was always accompanied by either Yuan Meng or Ms. Jiang. In front of those people, Liu Ruyan could still maintain a bit of reserve.

But being with her cousin, this woman seemed to have unlocked her hidden potential; she would burst into high-speed driving every now and then. This pure-hearted college student hadn't even gotten in the car yet!

Just look at the wild things she was saying. I’d dare to give you a few hundred million, but would you even dare to take it?

He used to think the rumors about women's conversations being "unfit for broadcast" were exaggerated, but seeing this now, he realized he was indeed too young.

Her cousin, Su He, grabbed Liu Ruyan by the collar and walked away. She felt that if they didn't leave now, this woman would definitely continue to spout more outrageous words.

In the past, they would only say such things privately at school, acting like cold, aloof queens who were uninterested in men in public. He never expected that upon meeting her younger brother, Liu Ruyan would actually open her mouth so boldly. You could have picked someone else to mess with!

Moreover, he was gradually realizing that this "rogue" attribute definitely received a boost from her status as an older sister; after all, people always pick the softest persimmons to squeeze.

At least in Liu Ruyan's eyes, Lin Mo's identity as her friend's younger cousin made him appear completely harmless.

And the more harmless you are, the more she wants to tease you—that is simply female nature.

One only had to look at the behind-the-scenes footage of the hit drama *Empresses in the Palace* to know. A group of women with only one man around would tease him constantly, yet if you met them one-on-one in private, every single one of them would be perfectly dignified.

It was because when a group of women gathered together, a man became that harmless, soft persimmon.

That was likely the logic behind Liu Ruyan's behavior.

With two women gone from the house, things became much more relaxed. Lin Mo sprawled on the sofa and dozed off for a while. Although he hadn't drunk much, he was slightly tipsy, which felt a bit uncomfortable.

On the other side, after Su He and Liu Ruyan returned to their respective homes, they both immediately tested the secret formula.

Sure enough, after repeated massaging for a while and rinsing with clean water, both felt an improvement in the skin on their faces.

However, because both were quite fair-skinned—especially Liu Ruyan—the effect wasn't as obvious as it was the first time Lin Mo used it.

Even so, it left them both incredibly excited.

Su He didn't think much of it and simply felt happy, but Liu Ruyan was different. It felt a bit wrong to accept such a precious gift for nothing.

Especially since the recipient was still a student. After all, she had learned from Yuan Meng's mother that the girl had extorted a million yuan from her own mother.

Of course, the middleman certainly made a profit on the price difference, something Ms. Jiang knew full well. After all, how could she not know what her own daughter was like?

"Oh dear~~ It looks like I'll have to prepare some other form of compensation for him." As she spoke, Liu Ruyan, sitting at her vanity, looked down, but then, as if thinking of something, she spat out a blush: "Pah~ That won't do!"

When Lin Mo opened his eyes again after his short nap on the sofa, it was already pitch black outside.

He looked up at the digital clock on the wall. Good heavens, it was 1:00 AM—straight into the middle of the night.

"My god~ I just wanted to sleep for a little bit." Rubbing his numb arms, Lin Mo felt his back and waist aching and his whole body stiff. The weather was so hot that a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead.

He hadn't even taken off his clothes, let alone the fact that a sofa is nowhere near as comfortable as a bed.

He got up, went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face to wake himself up, and then drank a large glass of water. Feeling much better, he picked up his phone again to examine the newly refreshed items.

[CS/Lr4 Type Sniper Rifle, the same model used by Director Qi of 'Winning Half a Game against Heaven', ￥26.89]

[Calligraphy piece: 'Treasure of Women (Feeling at Home)', ￥4.65]

[Latin Dance: Self-learn Latin dance for half an hour, increase by 0.1 cm; ￥19.8]

[Paramount Piano; ￥43.4]

With a quick scan, Lin Mo's eyes instantly widened.

"Huh?"

"Is this right?"

"Latin... damn it, 333333, hurry up, hands!"

Once he saw clearly what the so-called "Latin dance" was, he clicked "pay" without a second thought. Hesitating for even a second would be a disrespect to himself.

What sniper rifle? What piano? Even if they were very valuable, so what? Even if the heavens themselves came down today, he would still choose the third option.

In a fight between two people, an inch of length is an inch of strength.

Unless there were options like the one that gave Lu Ziqiao an indestructible body and bulletproof kidneys after his intelligence dropped by a third, then he might consider it.

Soon, as the payment was successful, Lin Mo hurriedly searched for Latin dance instructional videos on his phone.

Although he had no interest in Latin dance—he didn't even like watching it—at this moment, he displayed incomparable passion and studied with great effort.

If he had possessed this level of enthusiasm back in school, even if he couldn't get into Tsinghua or Peking University, he could have at least gotten into a top-tier 985 or 211 university.

Soon, half an hour passed. Fortunately, it wasn't long and the noise wasn't too loud; otherwise, the neighbors downstairs might have come knocking.

Drenched in sweat, Lin Mo felt his body heating up, and he was instantly overjoyed.

"It worked, brother! Just follow me and you'll be living the good life, haha!"

With that, he hurried to the bathroom to take a shower. One shouldn't underestimate that so-called one millimeter; one day, it would grow into a towering tree. He understood the principle of small accumulations.

He applied some anti-hair loss liquid, took two throat lozenges, and finally lay down feeling satisfied.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept well on the sofa, or perhaps the half-hour of Latin dance had exhausted his physical strength, but before long, Lin Mo's breathing became steady.

The next morning, after spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm, Lin Mo found that the phlegm this time was noticeably less than yesterday, and the color wasn't as dark. He couldn't help but marvel at the remarkable effect of the medicine.

After a simple wash, he headed to work.

As several female colleagues greeted him enthusiastically, Lin Mo sat at his workstation, unable to help but feel that one's face is indeed the best business card.

As working hours began, Lin Mo started his tedious work. Half an hour later, he looked at the young Miss Yuan beside him as if he had seen a ghost.

She was wearing a light green robe with a white lining underneath, a light yellow long skirt, and her hair was styled in two buns with strands hanging down by her temples. A red tassel was tied around her waist, and there was a red dot between her eyebrows.

"Ahem, my Wuzhuang Temple is remote and desolate. I only have two pieces of Earthly Essence Fruit; I offer them to Master to quench his thirst."

As she spoke, Yuan Meng tossed over two large apples.

Lin Mo hurriedly caught them: "Are you... the Bright Moon Boy whose mouth is smeared with honey?"

"Bullshit! In Wuzhuang Temple, you can call me Bright Moon Boy and I won't hold it against you, but once we leave Wuzhuang Temple, what should you call me?"

*Crunch.*

"The apples are good, thanks, Sister Yuan!" Lin Mo took a bite and waved her off, telling her to go play elsewhere.

Yuan Meng: "How dare you! This is called the Ginseng Fruit, also known as the Grass-Returning Pill! And you should call me Ancestor Bright Moon, you bastard!"

Lin Mo: (ˉ▽￣～) *Tch~~*

(End of Chapter)