Ten minutes later.
Staring at the woman asleep on his living room sofa, Xu Mo felt like he had never been so utterly speechless in his life.
To trace the reason for this,
we have to go back ten minutes earlier.
The woman emerged from the kitchen, letting out a satisfied burp, clearly content.
She then walked into the living room,
sat down right in front of Xu Mo with a smile,
and complimented his cooking skills.
At first, Xu Mo thought she just needed a short rest
and would leave on her own afterward.
But by this point,
he realized he had overestimated her.
In the brief time he stepped back into the kitchen to clean up,
she had somehow dozed off on his sofa without a care in the world,
her face the picture of bliss.
Xu Mo’s lips twitched. He called her name twice, to no avail.
Then came a series of sharp slaps—
leaving her cheeks even redder,
yet still failing to wake her.
In the end, Xu Mo gave up.
"Fine, might as well see this through..."
He sighed. He hadn’t held back with those slaps—
it was all in the name of waking her up.
But... it was useless.
It was baffling how someone could sleep like a log.
What was her secret?
Xu Mo walked over, took the Hermès bag hanging from her shoulder, and rummaged through it until he found a set of keys.
"Lucky for you, you ran into me..."
With that muttered remark,
he left the apartment
and headed next door to Unit 1507.
One by one, he tried the keys.
Before long,
click—
he had gone through every single one.
Xu Mo’s expression darkened.
Not a single key worked.
He tried again, just to be sure.
The door didn’t budge.
Frowning, Xu Mo returned to his own apartment with the keys.
Why couldn’t they open the door?
The answer was simple:
Either this drunk woman didn’t actually live in Unit 1507,
or she had brought the wrong keys.
Xu Mo was leaning toward the latter.
A drunk person’s words were usually honest.
As for why the keys didn’t work,
there was no other explanation
besides her having grabbed the wrong set.
Back in the living room,
he looked at the woman on the sofa, now lightly snoring.
Xu Mo couldn’t help but mutter, "You’ve got nerves of steel."
Then he tossed the keys onto the coffee table.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to put them back,
but how would he explain it tomorrow?
"I went through your things just to find your keys."
Technically, there was nothing wrong with that.
But Xu Mo didn’t have the best impression of this woman,
so he left it at that.
After all this hassle,
his appetite for a late-night snack was gone.
He grabbed his clothes, took a shower,
and then retreated to his bedroom.
After a brief hesitation,
he decided to reapply his plain, unremarkable disguise.
In moments, he looked like an utterly average man again,
his presence muted.
If not for the striking definition of his shark-like abs,
no one would believe this was the same Xu Mo.
Putting away his things,
he lay down in bed.
The night passed without incident.
At the crack of dawn,
Xu Mo opened his eyes and sighed. "Couldn’t you have knocked first?"
Beside his bed,
a slender figure stood, watching him with an unreadable gaze.
Her red lips parted as she spoke coldly, "Who are you? What did you do to me last night?"
"I’m the new tenant in Unit 1506. You got drunk yesterday, mistook this place for your own, and helped yourself to my late-night snack," Xu Mo replied flatly, his lips quirking slightly.
Li Yuebai frowned, trying to recall the events—especially the unforgettable taste of the soup noodles.
That did seem to be the case.
Plus, when she woke up,
her clothes were neat and odor-free,
and nothing was missing.
If anything, she was the one at fault.
Realizing this,
she offered an apologetic smile and muttered an awkward "sorry."
Then she studied Xu Mo again, puzzled.
She wasn’t some unparalleled beauty, but she was undeniably attractive.
Men tripped over themselves to get close to her.
Yet this ordinary-looking man remained completely unfazed,
even when she had slipped into his room unnoticed.
His composure wasn’t something an average person could muster.
Still, strange as it was,
Xu Mo was already shooing her away. "If there’s nothing else, you can leave. I’d like to go back to sleep."
"Ahem... right. Sorry for the trouble." Li Yuebai watched his expression, confirming he wasn’t playing hard-to-get, before adding as she turned to leave, "My name is Li Yuebai."
Just as she was about to step out,
Xu Mo suddenly asked,
"You didn’t break my door, did you? I’m pretty sure I locked it last night."
"Nope."
With that curt reply,
Li Yuebai bolted like a startled rabbit.
Xu Mo rubbed his temples. Ten to one, she had broken it.
Thud. Only when he heard the faint sound of her door closing did he get up.
He checked his own door.
"Huh... she really didn’t break it. Li Yuebai’s got skills."
After a brief moment of curiosity,
he shrugged it off
and went back to sleep.
Meanwhile,
Li Yuebai, having fled Xu Mo’s apartment, was flushed with embarrassment,
like a child caught misbehaving by a stern parent.
She hurried back to Unit 1507 in her high heels,
fumbling for her keys.
If Xu Mo wasn’t going to demand compensation,
all the better.
But part of her almost wished he would ask for something—
that way, they’d be even.
Li Yuebai hated owing favors.
"I’ll buy something after work and thank him properly," she decided.
At the same time, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Xu Mo wasn’t as decent as he seemed.
If he were a good guy,
why hadn’t he just taken her back to her own apartment last night?
They were neighbors, after all.
It would’ve been effortless.
Plus, he could’ve taken the chance to cop a feel.
What man would pass that up?
Hmph. All men are the same.
Pigs.
Fake saints!
But as she struggled with the lock,
Li Yuebai suddenly realized something was off.
And in an instant, her earlier thoughts came back to slap her in the face.
Xu Mo wasn’t a fake saint.
The problem was...
She had brought the wrong keys!!!
"Ugh!!!"
Thankfully, it was still early,
and no one was around to see her face turn beet red.
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