Is This Hell Mode

Ma Qun frowned and looked in the direction Lin Fan was staring.

Good heavens!

Had they stumbled upon a nest of stunning beauties?

These exceptional beauties, rarely seen individually, were all gathered in one place.

Mature women, young girls, and ice-queen types were all present.

Ma Qun even spotted Shen Manni, the woman Lin Fan was pursuing, among them!

A cold glint flashed in Ma Qun's eyes!

Damn these privileged brats!

How dare they compete with the Dragon King for women!

They must be tired of living.

"Dragon King, shall I teach that spoiled brat a lesson?" Ma Qun volunteered eagerly.

Lin Fan's eyes gleamed coldly as he considered the suggestion.

"No need!"

"With Death Angel and Burning Angel present, let that rich kid take flight!"

"After tonight, our skincare business will explode!"

"Prepare sufficient funds, we'll coordinate with them from both inside and out."

"Xu Mo must die!"

Ma Qun nodded, not daring to disrupt Lin Fan's plans.

Both men radiated intense hostility.

Glaring viciously at Xu Mo!

Meanwhile.

Xu Mo, inexplicably at the center of this storm,

Dared not move an inch.

What the hell.

Who had he offended?

These female protagonists seemed to have lost their minds,

All gathering around him.

Originally,

At this table,

It was just him, the Demon Queen, and the Underground Queen.

Then Xu Shi saw them and came over.

The Dragon Queen being there made sense, as she was a bodyguard.

Li Jiaxin was a double agent,

Probably here to gather intelligence.

Understandable!

After all,

Xu Mo was technically her boss.

As for Yang Jingxuan, she was friends with little Shi and came to join the chat.

Xu Mo could accept all that.

He endured it all.

The only one he couldn't understand was that foolish woman.

What was she doing here?

Shouldn't she be keeping her distance as usual?

Xu Mo's inner monologue was rich.

But he wasn't the only one with an active inner voice.

You could say all the women at the table had their own internal narratives!

They exchanged meaningful glances.

Under Xu Mo's emotionless observation,

The women had developed a basic understanding of each other!

"I created a WeChat group earlier for discussing interesting topics. Currently, there are only four of us in it. Anyone interested can join," Zhou Qiaoqiao's fair fingers tapped away,

Displaying the group's QR code on the table.

Yang Jingxuan and Xu Shi, already members, exchanged knowing looks.

The remaining women who hadn't joined,

Glanced at each other.

Except for An Youyi, the Dragon Queen who disliked carrying phones,

Shen Manni and the others joined the group.

This move completely baffled Xu Mo.

He wanted to join and take a look too.

But Zhou Qiaoqiao, the group owner, refused him entry.

Good grief!

If someone else had been the group owner,

Xu Mo wouldn't have been so surprised!

After all, they were all female protagonists!

The female leads creating a group,

Planning how to defeat him, the antagonist.

Made sense, right?

Absolutely!

But who had ever heard of,

A female antagonist leading the female protagonists?

This was turning the world upside down!

Could it be that the Demon Queen was planning to turn these female leads to her side?

Xu Mo swallowed hard.

This joke was getting out of hand.

He glanced at the Demon Queen before him.

Noticing his gaze,

Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled at him.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Mo rubbed his nose, "Nothing."

[Holy hell, have I accidentally unlocked a hell-mode dungeon?]

[The demon witch has become the demon slayer]

[The female villain has become the heroine]

[Wuwu...]

[I'm left fighting alone, matching wits with the plot, sigh.....]

"Xu Shi, why are you stepping on me?"

Xu Mo grimaced as he questioned Xu Shi sitting beside him!

Despite her cute black Lolita boots,

When she stepped on someone,

She was incredibly forceful!

Must have used all her strength.

"Oh, sorry, I stepped on the wrong spot."

Xu Shi apologized perfunctorily.

The other women silently applauded Xu Shi.

Good grief!

There wasn't an ounce of sincerity!

When would she manage to step on the right spot?

Xu Mo felt it absolutely necessary to change seats.

If he couldn't change tables,

He at least couldn't continue sitting next to the little demon.

He couldn't beat the big ones,

And couldn't hit the little ones!

How frustrating.

Just then, the hall lights suddenly dimmed.

White spotlights shone toward the entrance.

A heavenly beautiful woman walked in.

She was tonight's party's protagonist--Yang Jingying!

Under the lights, Yang Jingying,

Wore an elegant dark green off-shoulder formal dress.

Her snow-white shoulders,

Made her look noble and elegant,

With an indescribable sensuality.

She was naturally beautiful,

And after using the volcanic mud skincare products,

Along with careful grooming,

She had become even more beautiful!

As Yang Jingying walked into the hall in her high heels,

Everyone was stunned.

As if they'd forgotten how to breathe.

It took them a while to react.

"Damn! Miss Yang Jingying is too beautiful!"

"My god! Her skin is so smooth and tender, I'm so jealous! (¯﹃¯)"

"(⊙_⊙;) Goodness, whoever's lucky enough to become Yang Jingying's husband would be in heaven!"

"How crude! This is a high-society gathering, watch your language!"

Several good-for-nothing rich kids who got in through their sisters' connections,

Could only express their uncontrollable excitement,

Through crude language and forced sophistication.

The gap between their families and the Yang family was too vast.

So vast that they didn't even dare fantasize about her in their minds.

Yang Jingying was a woman they could never have in this lifetime.

At the front of the hall,

Yang Jingying stood at the center of the stage with a smile,

Taking the microphone from the staff.

"First, I thank you all for honoring me with your presence at my birthday celebration."

As she spoke,

Her eyes searched the crowd,

For that figure that haunted her dreams.

Perhaps due to their connected hearts,

She found him quickly.

Her dream lover,

Was sitting among a group of goddesses whose beauty rivaled her own.

Yang Jingying's sensual lips, painted with lipstick, curved into an extremely alluring smile.

She thought to herself:

"Hehe... everyone's here now."

"Let the battle for little Mo's affection begin!"