Meeting Qing Mo made Lin Yu feel even more uneasy than encountering Xia Muzhu.
At least with Xia Muzhu, nothing had happened yet.
But with Qing Mo...
Well.
At least he hadn’t done anything wrong himself.
Qing Mo?
Qing Mo seemed quite satisfied with how things were.
Seeing Qing Mo ahead, who had clearly already noticed him, Lin Yu genuinely didn’t want to approach her.
That cold expression of hers—anyone who didn’t know better would think he owed her money...
...
Well, he kinda did.
And not just a little!
But would turning around and leaving be too obvious?
Behind Qing Mo was the escalator leading downstairs. If he turned around now with Tang Manman to look for another elevator or staircase, even a fool could tell something was off.
After some thought,
Between the risk of Qing Mo picking a fight and making a move that would 100% raise Tang Manman’s suspicions,
Lin Yu chose the latter.
When faced with two evils, pick the lesser one!
If Tang Manman got suspicious, he could still explain it away.
But if he actually walked over and Qing Mo decided to cause trouble? That wouldn’t be so easy to handle.
Tang Manman still didn’t know the money he’d used to treat her sister’s illness was earned through... semi-selling himself.
If she found out, he wondered what kind of expression she’d make.
Would she look like the pitiful husband in an NTR film?
Kinda curious...
Ugh!
As the moderator of the Pure Love forum, he absolutely couldn’t let such a corrupt scenario unfold.
Having made up his mind, Lin Yu turned to lead Tang Manman toward another exit.
But the moment he turned, he realized the obedient girl who’d been following him was gone.
???
Where’s Tang Manman?
Lost?!
Dazed, he spun in a full circle, and when his gaze returned to Qing Mo’s direction, he finally spotted Tang Manman.
She must have seen something fascinating, because she’d walked ahead without even a word.
After a few steps, she seemed to get a clear look at whatever had caught her eye and turned back, waving excitedly at Lin Yu with a bright smile, urging him to hurry over.
Lin Yu felt like the sky was falling.
Seriously?
After being so obedient all day, you choose now to rebel and stab me in the back?!
Watching Tang Manman step closer and closer to the unpredictable Qing Mo, Lin Yu gritted his teeth and followed.
Now, all he could do was pray Qing Mo was in a good mood today and wouldn’t stir up trouble!
When he reached Tang Manman, her clear eyes sparkled with joy as she pointed toward the bustling mall atrium below.
"Look!"
"Lion dance!"
Lin Yu glanced down. In the center of the crowd, two lions—one gold, one red—leaped and twirled with practiced precision, their movements sharp and mesmerizing.
Clearly, this wasn’t just any amateur performance.
"Let’s go down and watch!"
For some reason, Tang Manman suddenly grew bold. She grabbed Lin Yu’s hand and tried to pull him toward the escalator.
The soft warmth of her grip left him momentarily stunned. Seeing how her ears flushed red even in the mall’s cozy heat, Lin Yu couldn’t bring himself to pull away.
Instinctively, he looked back at Qing Mo—her icy glare and the faint bloodshot tinge in her phoenix eyes made him gulp nervously.
Helpless, he shot her a fierce behave look, praying she’d actually listen.
As he followed Tang Manman, Lin Yu kept chanting in his head: Don’t let anything happen, don’t let anything happen.
That damn Murphy’s Law better not screw him over today.
But fate had other plans.
Just as Tang Manman was about to pass Qing Mo, the latter stepped forward smoothly, blocking her path with unshakable resolve.
Oh no.
Game over.
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