Flying Dragon Rides Your Face

The school bell rang at the end of the afternoon classes, and the campus immediately buzzed with noise.

Students streamed out in a steady flow, heading for dinner.

Lin Mo strolled leisurely toward the school gate, planning to settle his evening meal.

Just as he neared the security booth, someone inside called out loudly.

"Student Lin, Student Lin!"

Security Captain Wang Jinxi hurried out of the booth, his face creased with a friendly smile, exuding the relaxed air of someone who had accomplished a task.

"Got some good news for you—the police called. That guy who’s been following you has been caught. You can finally rest easy now."

Wang Jinxi’s expression carried a hint of flattery, his tone laced with a touch of self-congratulation.

Lin Mo’s face instantly brightened with a radiant smile, his voice tinged with excitement:

"Really? That’s fantastic! Captain Wang, I owe it all to you and the school’s attention to this matter. Without you, I wouldn’t have known what to do.

With you around, the sense of security at our school has skyrocketed!"

The words were music to Wang Jinxi’s ears, his wrinkles deepening as he grinned and waved his hands modestly:

"It’s our duty, our duty. Keeping students safe is part of the job." He thumped his chest for emphasis.

Though Lin Mo knew most of this was just polite talk, hearing it from a student felt particularly gratifying.

Knowing when to stop, Lin Mo exchanged a few more pleasantries before taking his leave.

He didn’t bother asking a single follow-up question about the stalker—who had sent him, how long the sentence was, none of it mattered.

Just an insignificant pawn, incapable of causing any real waves.

The one he really wanted to send a message to was Jiang Chengshan, the man behind this little stunt.

After grabbing a few takeout meals from McDonald’s, Lin Mo returned to campus.

His eyes immediately caught a familiar figure standing outside the security booth.

The female assistant who usually delivered meals to Jiang Yunlu.

She was dressed in a meticulously pressed business suit, clutching an elegant thermal lunchbox, her expression tense as she argued with the on-duty guard. But the guard remained unmoved, firmly blocking her at the gate.

Beads of sweat dotted the assistant’s temples, her flawless makeup slightly smudged from frustration. Clearly, she had hit a wall.

But Lin Mo walked straight past without so much as a glance.

The affairs between Jiang Yunlu and her father were none of his concern. He wouldn’t interfere, wouldn’t fan the flames—but he also wouldn’t play peacemaker.

No matter what he did, Jiang Chengshan would only see him as some punk trying to meddle.

That thought alone was enough to irk him.

Well, if that’s how it is, then I’ll gladly play the punk!

The corner of Lin Mo’s mouth twitched upward uncontrollably at the idea.

He turned on his heel and sauntered over to the assistant, who was still locked in a battle of words with the guard.

The woman was mid-sentence, her throat dry from arguing, when she suddenly noticed Lin Mo standing before her. Her eyes widened in surprise.

Lin Mo casually lifted his McDonald’s bag and spoke in a slow, deliberate tone—soft, but perfectly clear:

"Go back and tell your boss that I’ve brought Jiang Yunlu her dinner. He can rest assured his precious daughter won’t go hungry."

The assistant’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Of course she recognized Lin Mo.

Jiang Chengshan’s office was practically wallpapered with this kid’s files, and she’d been warned repeatedly to keep an eye on any boy who got too close to the young miss.

But she never expected the very boy her boss saw as a thorn in his side would have the audacity to flaunt his defiance right in front of her—this was practically a slap to Jiang Chengshan’s face!

Wasn’t this just outright provocation?

"You—"

After speaking, without waiting for any response from the female assistant, Lin Mo turned and walked away.

The assistant tried to chase after him, but the two security guards nearby immediately stepped forward, blocking her path with emotionless efficiency.

"Ma'am, outsiders are not permitted on campus. Please step back," one of the guards said flatly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The assistant watched helplessly as Lin Mo’s figure grew smaller in the distance, then glared at the two immovable guards in front of her. Stomping her foot in frustration, she had no choice but to retreat outside the school gates with the lunchbox in hand. She pulled out her phone and made a call.

A moment later, she could only walk away dejectedly.

She hadn’t expected CEO Jiang to calmly tell her to just come back, as if none of this mattered.

She wanted to blurt into the phone: "Boss! Your daughter is about to be snatched away by some punk!"

But she couldn’t say that. Who knew if CEO Jiang might suddenly lose his temper and send someone to deal with that student named Lin Mo?

Meanwhile, Lin Mo had already returned to the hallway outside his classroom, carrying a bag of McDonald’s.

Without pausing, he turned and strode purposefully toward the back door of Class 7.

Today, Xie Yuling hadn’t gone home for lunch because Auntie Zheng had gone out to eat—something that rarely happened.

Lin Mo didn’t hesitate at all, walking straight into Class 7.

The chatter in the classroom dropped noticeably the moment he entered, as if the volume had been turned down.

A few boys who had been hunched over their meals slowed their chewing, their eyes involuntarily drifting toward him.

Xie Yuling sat with her chin propped on one hand, idly poking at a workbook with her pencil.

When she saw Lin Mo approaching, her eyes brightened.

But remembering they were in class, she quickly composed herself.

She lifted her head to look at him, then swiftly glanced around, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks as she struggled to maintain her usual cool demeanor.

Lin Mo placed the paper bag on her desk and pulled out a meal from inside.

"Here. McDonald’s limited-time shrimp burger."

At the mention of the shrimp burger, Xie Yuling couldn’t suppress her delight.

Normally, she ate all three meals at home, and ever since McDonald’s released this limited-time burger, she had been craving it—but Auntie Zheng had forbidden it, calling it junk food with no nutritional value.

So Xie Yuling could only sigh longingly at the thought of it.

She never expected Lin Mo to buy her the very shrimp burger she’d been dreaming about.

"Go ahead and eat. I’ll head back now."

Lin Mo patted Xie Yuling’s head before returning to Class 8.

The other students watched as he came and went freely. Though some were displeased, there was no point complaining to anyone about it.

The boys followed Lin Mo’s retreating figure with complicated expressions, a mix of envy, resentment, and admiration swirling in their gazes.

It wasn’t as if no one had tried to strike up a conversation with Xie Yuling before, but all they ever got in return was a cold request for their ID—nothing more.

Only when Lin Mo appeared did the tension in Xie Yuling’s lips ease, curling ever so slightly into a faint smile. No matter how hard she tried to suppress it, the glimmer of joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.

The rest of the time, she maintained an icy demeanor in class, keeping everyone at arm’s length, as if surrounded by an invisible barrier.

Xie Yuling unwrapped the burger, still piping hot thanks to Lin Mo’s spiritual energy keeping it warm, as if it had just come off the grill.

She picked it up and took a small, satisfied bite.

Perfect.

Xie Yuling no longer bothered to conceal the smirk on her lips—after all, she couldn’t care less about what others thought.