Best Actress

Provocation!

Blatant provocation!

Intentional!

Absolutely intentional!

Two people present shared this exact thought.

In an instant, heat rushed from her neck straight to her cheeks; the only young girl present was blushing furiously.

Of course, this wasn't the first time Lin Mo had eaten something she had already taken a bite of.

But in this environment, right in front of her watching father, Lin Mo had the audacity—his guts might as well have been made of titanium alloy.

He slowly and methodically finished the bite of shrimp, even taking a moment to savor it, before raising his eyes to look at Zhou Nianqian, whose face had already turned somewhat green.

"This shrimp is indeed quite good, tender and springy."

Lin Mo's tone was like that of a food critic, offering a logical evaluation. "But personally, I prefer cheddar cheese. That slightly sour and savory milky flavor should better bring out the lobster's natural sweetness."

As he spoke, he acted as if no one else was there, polishing off the rest of the lobster meat in a few quick bites.

Jiang Yunlu's reaction was astoundingly fast. She immediately grabbed a tissue, leaned forward slightly, and reached out to wipe the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

The gesture was natural and intimate.

"Look at you, eating like a little kid, getting it all over your mouth."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for everyone at the table to hear clearly.

"Pfft."

Jiang Chengshan finally couldn't hold it back anymore, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. He simply turned his head away—out of sight, out of mind.

If he kept watching, he feared his blood pressure would explode on the spot.

Zhou Nianqian's chest heaved violently, and his carefully maintained smile finally completely shattered.

"President Jiang, I won't disturb your meal any longer."

He forced out a smile toward Jiang Chengshan that was uglier than crying, didn't even spare another glance at Lin Mo and Jiang Yunlu, and turned to leave.

No matter how you looked at it, his retreating back exuded the panic of someone fleeing in defeat.

As soon as he was far enough away, the shyness on Jiang Yunlu's face vanished instantly, replaced by a pair of eyes curved into smiling crescents. She lowered her voice and excitedly claimed credit from Lin Mo.

"How was it, how was it? Was my acting just now okay? Didn't we have great chemistry?"

Lin Mo gave her a thumbs up and sincerely praised, "More than just okay. The Oscars owe you a golden statuette. Best Actress definitely belongs to you."

Acting in her true colors, of course her acting was good.

Beautiful girls inherently possessed a sensitive radar for anyone harboring hidden intentions.

From the very first second Zhou Nianqian came over to hit on her, Jiang Yunlu had sensed it.

But what made her heart feel as sweet as if it were filled with honey at this moment was that Lin Mo had stepped up without hesitation, using this method to bail her out.

This could be considered Lin Mo taking the initiative.

On the other side, Zhou Nianqian felt as if he had been walking on flat ground, only to be slapped out of nowhere with a loud, ringing blow to the face, leaving him dizzy and utterly baffled.

He returned to his seat with a gloomy face and plopped down.

"I'm tired, let it all be destroyed."

Seeing him in this state, Ye Qiaolin and Ye Minghui immediately gathered around.

"Old Zhou, what's the situation? Got rejected?" Ye Minghui asked urgently.

Zhou Nianqian chugged a large gulp of ice water before gritting his teeth and saying, "That guy is eighty percent likely to be Jiang Yunlu's boyfriend. He's a..."

He paused, seemingly searching for the most precise word.

"A very despicable person."

He briefly described the scene that had just occurred, his anger growing the more he spoke. "He wasn't doing that kind of arrogant provocation. He just used the most flat tone to do the most disgusting thing, right to my face!"

Ye Minghui stroked his chin, his gaze turning sharp. "He looks unfamiliar. Doesn't seem like someone from our circle. A student from Guangba High? Should we look into him?"

"Not necessarily."

Ye Qiaolin, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up. Her gaze was still fixed on that distant table. "Don't you guys think it's a bit strange?"

"Would a guy, even if he really is the boyfriend, act so presumptuously in front of his future father-in-law? Without restraining himself at all? It defies common sense. It looks more like... they were deliberately putting on a show for us."

That single sentence caused Zhou Nianqian's extinguished hopes to reignite.

Right! Acting! It must have been an act!

However, Ye Qiaolin's mind was elsewhere. She clearly remembered that not long ago at the entrance, Lin Mo had mentioned he was this year's provincial Math Olympiad champion.

This piece of information was like a nail driven into her mind.

She quietly picked up her phone. While comforting the newly hopeful Zhou Nianqian, she swiftly typed out a line of text on the screen and sent it.

"Help me check the name of this year's provincial first-place winner for the Math Olympiad in Guangdong Province."

Whatever the truth was, there would soon be an answer.

As for that little bit of joy on Zhou Nianqian's face, she might as well let him keep it for a little while longer.

The charcoal in the stove was still burning, but no one was eating anymore.

All four of them, including Uncle Zhao, were lying on beach chairs, enjoying the breeze from the fan.

"What should we do this afternoon? Just stroll around here?"

Jiang Yunlu couldn't help but ask.

Uncle Zhao pulled out a campground guide.

"There's a lake here, as well as mountain trails for hikers. Does Miss want to go to the lake or go hiking? If we want to go a bit further, we can also visit the nearby villages."

Everything around the campground was already marked on it.

At this moment, Jiang Chengshan suddenly sat up. He looked at Lin Mo.

"I heard from Yunlu that you're very good at fishing, want to give it a try?"

Lin Mo nodded, "I'm alright. Fishing is mostly about luck."

"No! Fishing is about skill! Old Zhao, get things ready, we're going fishing this afternoon!"

"No problem, President Jiang."

Uncle Zhao closed the camping guide and walked toward the RV.

The RV even had fishing rods stored inside; you could only say this RV was practically like Doraemon's pocket.

Over at the other camp, they saw Uncle Zhao walking to the RV and, a short while later, coming out carrying a bag of fishing rods.

Zhou Nianqian immediately realized what was happening. He quickly made a phone call.

"Hello! Bring some fishing rods over for me, and bring along someone who knows how to fish."

"Old Zhou, is this really necessary? Fishing is such a hassle. Aren't we here to relax?"

"Before, yes, but things are different now. I need to show off my skills in front of Jiang Yunlu!"

Among the three, Zhou Nianqian, who was originally the most composed, had now become impulsive and rash.

Even Ye Qiaolin shook her head repeatedly upon seeing this.

In the distance, Lin Mo saw this unfold but paid it no mind.

As long as they didn't play dirty tricks, Lin Mo didn't care what these people thought.

It was also at this time that Ye Qiaolin received the photo of the provincial competition's first-place winner.

Confirmed without a doubt, it was Lin Mo.

Following that, Ye Qiaolin ordered her people to continue investigating to see exactly who this guy named Lin Mo was.

Little did she know, this simple investigation had caught the attention of Yanhuang Awakening.

Liu Zheng, who had been preparing for his lunch break, was grabbed right out of his office by Old Bai.

"Something big has happened! The Ye family of the Brilliance Group is sending people to investigate Lin Mo!"

Liu Zheng froze for a second before suddenly springing up from his desk.

"Damn it, can't these people just give it a rest?"

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