On the way, Fang Jun practically dragged Lin Mo along.
"Holy crap, you're going to completely shatter the Dao heart of our Fang Family Dragon Boat Team."
Lin Mo shrugged helplessly, "They came looking for me, it's not like I wanted to arm-wrestle them."
Beside them, An Yuexin immediately raised his hand to testify, "I saw this with my own eyes, I can prove it."
"Forget it, let's not worry about it so much. Let's go."
The group of three quickened their pace. On a summer afternoon, there weren't many people strolling on the streets, making it quite peaceful.
Within a few minutes, the blue-brick and black-tiled Xie Family Ancestral Hall appeared before their eyes.
Lin Mo paused his steps, pondered for a moment, and decided not to go in. He took out his phone and sent a message directly to Xie Yufei.
After all... it wouldn't be appropriate for him to send a message to just one of the three girls individually.
And sending it to all three at once would be even worse.
Xie Yufei's phone buzzed slightly. He glanced down at it, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
"Oh, Brother Mo is outside."
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone at the table heard it crystal clear.
As soon as he spoke, Xie Yuling, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly stood up.
Immediately after, almost in perfect sync, Jiang Yunlu and Chu Miaomiao also stood up.
The three girls' movements were so uniform that they instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Even Xie Yufei was stunned for a moment. He had just mentioned it casually; their reaction was a bit too dramatic.
"Do you guys... have something to do?"
Xie Yuling regained her composure and nodded slightly, "Yeah, we'll be leaving first."
With that, she naturally took Chu Miaomiao's hand and turned to walk outside.
Jiang Yunlu was even more straightforward; she had already walked briskly to the entrance of the ancestral hall, her eagerness impossible to hide.
This abrupt scene instantly made the atmosphere in the ancestral hall subtle.
On the contrary, Xie Zhifeng stood up abruptly. He wanted to go and see exactly who this Lin Mo was.
Anyone with discerning eyes could easily see that Jiang Yunlu was very affectionate toward Lin Mo.
He wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of sacred figure this Lin Mo was to make Jiang Yunlu care so much!
Xie Yufei also stood up. After all, he really wanted to see this badass Brother Mo again.
Of course, if necessary, he would also stand by his cousin's side.
There were still quite a few young men in the ancestral hall whose eyes closely followed the backs of the three girls. Their gazes were mixed with envy and jealousy, but ultimately, they didn't have the guts to follow them out.
Just as Jiang Yunlu stepped over the threshold of the ancestral hall, the glaring sunlight made her squint subconsciously.
In the next second, her gaze fixed on the entrance of a nearby convenience store.
Lin Mo was leaning against the freezer, leisurely picking out ice cream.
"I want a taro-flavored Liuyang ice cream cone, it's a classic, after all."
He casually picked one up.
Fang Jun had already made his choice, picking a chocolate-flavored one.
An Yuexin chose pineapple flavor.
Lin Mo casually turned his head and looked at the three girls walking over shoulder to shoulder.
"What flavor do you guys want?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a pebble thrown into the lake of Jiang Yunlu's heart.
Jiang Yunlu's eyes instantly lit up. She lifted her skirt and trotted over, her gaze landing on the purple ice cream cone in Lin Mo's hand, and she grabbed one without hesitation.
"I'll have the same as you."
There was a hint of joy in her voice.
Xie Yuling walked over slowly, swept her gaze over the freezer, and took a cantaloupe-flavored one.
Chu Miaomiao, on the other hand, helped herself and grabbed a classic three-color cup.
In this era before overpriced ice cream assassins ran rampant, the joy bought with a few bucks was enough to dispel all the sweltering heat of summer.
However, just as they were about to pay, two figures walked out of the ancestral hall.
Leading them was Xie Zhifeng, his eyes burning like torches, locking straight onto Lin Mo.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment (or at least, that was what Xie Zhifeng felt).
However, Xie Yufei had already shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for the freezer at the convenience store by the street.
"Brother Mo! Can I grab one too?"
Although strictly speaking, Xie Yufei was also a G1 student, for some reason, standing in front of Lin Mo right now, he seemed like a schoolboy several years younger.
"Just grab one, it's only ice cream. Bro Fang is paying anyway." Lin Mo tilted his chin toward Fang Jun.
But Fang Jun didn't mind at all. He had some ties with Xie Yufei as well, so he just waved his hand dismissively. "Pick whatever you want, you can eat until you get the runs for all I care."
If it were the Fang Jun from his past life, he wouldn't have been so generous.
The Fang family's upbringing was quite strict. Even though the family had some money, they wouldn't let their children spend it recklessly.
But in this life, Fang Jun was studying hard alongside Lin Mo, so Fang Mingcong gave him a lot more pocket money.
Not to mention, before heading out today, when Fang Mingcong heard that Lin Mo was also going, he handed over several large bills without a second word, telling him to make sure to host him well.
The current Fang Jun was the epitome of having deep pockets.
Xie Yufei immediately grabbed a simple Flying Fish crispy chocolate-coated ice cream bar.
Then Fang Jun paid for everything all at once.
Right at that moment, an untimely figure approached.
Xie Zhifeng wore what he thought was a warm smile on his face, but he couldn't hide the hint of anxiety deep in his eyes.
"Where are you guys going to hang out? Can I tag along?"
His voice wasn't loud, and his tone was polite enough, but his eyes stared straight past everyone else and landed right on Jiang Yunlu.
It sounded like he was asking everyone, but in reality, he was asking Jiang Yunlu.
However, as long as someone relented, he would definitely seize the opportunity and tag along.
But everyone knew who the backbone of this group was, so no one took the initiative to answer him.
Lin Mo acted as if he didn't even see the guy, much less hear his words.
He slowly and methodically tore open the wrapper of his ice cream cone, making a faint ripping sound.
Then, under Xie Zhifeng's gradually stiffening gaze, he lowered his head and licked the ring of ice cream stuck to the cone's paper lid completely clean.
His entire movement was smooth and flowing, exuding an air of leisure as if there was no one else around.
This silent contempt was far more embarrassing than any verbal rejection.
To be honest, Lin Mo really didn't know him, so naturally, he wouldn't speak up.
But since he didn't speak, the others wouldn't either.
Fang Jun, who had just returned from paying, had already noticed this scene, but he also kept his mouth shut.
Xie Zhifeng once again rested his gaze on Jiang Yunlu, only to find that Jiang Yunlu had her attention focused on Lin Mo.
At this moment, Jiang Yunlu blinked and followed Lin Mo's example. She tore open her own wrapper, stuck out the delicate tip of her tongue, and carefully licked the paper lid.
"Never had this before?" Lin Mo finally spoke, but he was asking Jiang Yunlu.
"My dad doesn't let me buy ice cream from outside."
Jiang Yunlu answered honestly, "He says they have too much creamer and saccharin, which is bad for the body. So we got an ice cream maker at home, and whenever I want to eat some, we just pour pure milk in to make it."
Lin Mo recalled for a moment. In the villa on the island, there was indeed a silver-gray machine sitting there, looking full of high-tech vibes.
In this era, ice cream makers were rarely cheap; that one was probably some kind of commercial machine.
Ah, the world of the rich.
"But I usually eat sea salt lemon, milk, or chocolate flavors. This is my first time trying taro flavor."
To be honest, Lin Mo was quite fond of the taste of taro. He remembered how his mother used to love eating taro-based treats as well, things like taro cakes, taro pies, and the like.

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