No, you are far more important than her.

While kissing Qing Mo, Lin Yu kept secretly observing Xu Mingyao.

He was afraid she might lose her mind and lunge at them screaming.

That way, he would be prepared to kick her flying away!

However, to Lin Yu's surprise,

Xu Mingyao didn't lose her rationality and step forward to attack.

Just a moment ago, she had looked absolutely furious.

But in the blink of an eye, her anger seemed to vanish instantly, like sunlight obscured by dark clouds.

She just stood there quietly, her delicate features looking at the two of them with a dull and hollow expression.

Even though her expression and movements hadn't changed much,

standing there, she gave off a feeling of dead-hearted apathy and deep exhaustion.

Seeing her with such an expression,

Lin Yu suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

This familiarity wasn't the extremely bizarre sense of familiarity he felt when entering a hentai manga plot.

It was just a very ordinary, yet profound sense of familiarity.

He remembered in his previous life when he read NTR adult manga...

Bah!

That was observing the enemy's vicious methods and finding their pain points, to achieve the fastest way of knowing oneself and the enemy to emerge victorious in every battle!

As the moderator of the Pure Love forum, could that be called reading?

That was critical reading!

Anyway, in those mangas, Lin Yu could often see the expression Xu Mingyao had right now.

That was mostly in the endings of the mangas.

The female lead had already completely submitted to the blonde bastard, the boss, the debt collector, the neighbor, the teacher, the evil syndicate, the fat otaku next door, and all sorts of messy people.

At that time, these common NTR groups would put their arms around the female lead and appear coolly in front of the cuckolded protagonist.

At this time, the cuckolded protagonist would show an expression almost exactly like the one Xu Mingyao had now.

Tsk tsk.

Back then when reading the manga, putting himself in the shoes of the cuckolded protagonist, he just felt that the two people in front of him looked like a pair of villains, neither of them any good!

But now, changing perspectives and looking at Xu Mingyao's appearance of sorrow that was greater than a dead heart,

Lin Yu truly found it very, very pleasing to the eye!

After a brief kiss, Lin Yu let go of Qing Mo.

He glanced indifferently at Xu Mingyao, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery.

Then he turned to look at Qing Mo, reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, and asked with an ambiguous smile:

"Coming with me?"

"Let's continue what we were doing last night..."

"I haven't had enough fun yet."

Qing Mo looked at Lin Yu and, with an ambiguous demeanor Xu Mingyao had never seen before, nodded shyly with a soft excitement and anticipation, agreeing to Lin Yu.

After the two agreed, they turned and left the place.

Leaving Xu Mingyao alone.

Cosplaying as a stone statue right there.

Lin Yu took Qing Mo all the way out of the mall's eighth floor, taking the elevator down to the food court on the third floor.

Lin Yu hadn't eaten much in the morning, and by now he was starving. It was convenient to grab something to eat here, and Lin Yu also had some things he wanted to ask Qing Mo.

After Qing Mo realized their destination was a restaurant,

the corners of her eyes, which hid a hint of lust, drooped in boredom, showing a bit of disappointment.

Lin Yu saw it.

But acted as if he hadn't.

It was broad daylight.

What's the rush?

The two strolled around the fresh food and deli sections.

Lin Yu ordered some food. Qing Mo had just eaten, so she had no interest in these delicacies.

After handing the fresh ingredients to the chef, the two found a spot and sat facing each other.

Lin Yu looked at Qing Mo, somewhat unsure of how to voice the concerns in his heart.

After thinking it over, Lin Yu finally asked openly and honestly:

"How do you feel?"

"Feel about what?"

Qing Mo asked back in confusion, looking completely bewildered.

"Treating your former friend like this."

"Do you..."

"..."

"Feel uncomfortable?"

Lin Yu rotated his wrist, his expression carrying a hint of awkwardness, a bit afraid that Qing Mo would be put in a difficult position because of this.

Actually, having already done so much, asking about Qing Mo's feelings now felt a bit like locking the stable door after the horse had bolted.

But asking was still better than not asking at all.

Hearing Lin Yu's question,

Qing Mo's delicate brows raised slightly. With joy and teasing in her cool eyes, she leaned forward slightly and asked cheerfully:

"Are you asking this because you care about me?"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes at her and scolded mercilessly:

"Nonsense."

"How could I not care about you?"

Lin Yu's words, seemingly a scolding but actually mixed with deep care, struck straight into Qing Mo's heart.

To be honest.

Actually, whether it was Lin Yu's care or his scolding, Qing Mo found it a bit hard to resist.

With both mixed together, Qing Mo could only choose to raise her hands in surrender.

Under the shyness brought about by her blushing face and racing heart, Qing Mo instinctively wanted to escape, and remembered Lin Yu's previous question.

She thought of Xu Mingyao, lowered her gaze a bit, and said softly:

"I have already done everything I could for her."

Actually, if it weren't for the sake of so many years of friendship,

as early as when she found out Xu Mingyao had laid hands on Lin Yu, Qing Mo would have wanted to ruin her family completely.

But considering their years of friendship and the relationship between the Xu and Qing families,

Qing Mo forcibly suppressed this anger.

And only gave the Xu family a commercial lesson that was definitely not light.

But later, seeing Lin Yu wake up crying like a little girl who had been brutally assaulted, Qing Mo couldn't bear it anymore.

In many ways, Qing Mo valued Lin Yu more than herself.

Qing Mo wasn't an emotionless block of ice. Seeing Lin Yu have relations with so many women, she ultimately still felt considerable grievance and resentment.

But thinking that Lin Yu, as a man, might not be too resistant to this kind of thing,

and only considering herself, she had planned to just let it go.

But when Qing Mo saw the usually cheerful, broad-minded, and even somewhat thick-skinned Lin Yu bullied to such an extent,

she couldn't care about so much anymore.

After launching a series of retaliations against the Xu family, to be fair, Qing Mo still held back a little.

Out of so many years of friendship with Xu Mingyao, Qing Mo ultimately couldn't bear to deal a lethal blow to this chief culprit.

This last trace of reluctance drifted away like a wisp of smoke after Qing Mo learned that Lin Yu had developed those extreme thoughts.

As for Lin Yu's question.

Would she feel uncomfortable messing with Xu Mingyao like this?

Qing Mo thought for a moment, looked at Lin Yu's black pupils that hid a bit of self-blame and worry, and said softly:

"No."

"Because you are so much more important than she is."