When Everything Is Over...

The scheme of keeping both sides in the dark had been thoroughly exposed.

Feeling guilty, Lin Yu instinctively wanted to quibble and cover for himself, hoping he could at least keep the matter with Tao Yaoyao a secret.

But after just a brief moment of thought, Lin Yu dropped the idea.

A person like Qing Mo could even predict exactly when he would leave the house.

As for the situation with Tao Yaoyao, she probably knew about it all along.

There was no need for him to stubbornly deny it here.

Seeing Qing Mo sitting diagonally in front of him, still looking at him through the rearview mirror.

The teasing look in her eyes seemed to demand an explanation from him.

Lin Yu sniffled, feeling a bit guilty.

However, his heart had already calmed down significantly.

Actually, after the initial panic, Lin Yu had somewhat recovered his composure by now.

Qing Mo's behavior clearly didn't seem like she was genuinely angry.

The emotion in her eyes was mostly teasing; there was some coldness, but at most, it only amounted to a slight dissatisfaction.

Otherwise, over the past month or so when he and Tao Yaoyao had been secretly meeting up from time to time, she wouldn't have stayed so quiet.

Yeah.

Knowing that Qing Mo wasn't truly angry made Lin Yu feel much more relaxed.

Coaxing her would be even easier than giving her two slaps...

...

Umm...

Well, maybe not exactly like that; it should be said it was just as easy.

It was just that...

...

Lin Yu silently felt a wave of powerless exhaustion.

It felt as if his soul, after experiencing countless games of tug-of-war, had grabbed the rope once again, and before even applying force, weariness and fatigue had already seeped into his bones.

Lin Yu originally thought that by starting a harem again and doing such disgusting things.

His moral bottom line was infinitely close to that of a bastard, and he would no longer feel a guilty conscience over such "trivial matters."

Yet, whenever it came to this point, he still felt an uncomfortable sensation of a blocked heart and a tight throat.

Qing Mo didn't seem to care much about the matter with Tao Yaoyao.

But Lin Yu knew that if you truly like someone, how could you willingly let some stray cat steal a bite?

Even for someone as unique as Qing Mo.

Perhaps she also felt wronged at times?

In fact, sometimes, the forbearance and tolerance of someone you care about are often much harder to deal with than their anger.

It was just that.

Things had already reached this point.

Lin Yu would absolutely not choose to turn back.

He wasn't particularly smart.

But he wouldn't do something as stupid as losing the watermelon and then dropping the winter melon too!

After kicking the little moral figure that popped out of the dirt back into the ground, Lin Yu gathered his thoughts, put on a disdainful expression, and asked:

"Accompany you with what?"

"You're turned on yourself, didn't you just obediently come over?"

"Did you expect me to go find you?"

Honestly, he didn't know if it was just that Qing Mo got into character quickly.

Or if she had some weird switch on her that triggered instantly.

In any case, after saying these words, Lin Yu saw obvious lust in Qing Mo's eyes; with just one glance, desire swirled and twisted in her cold eyes, full of endless charm.

Right at that moment, Qing Mo stopped the car by the roadside.

Lin Yu instinctively turned his head to look out the window.

Hmm.

A hotel.

It looked like they had arrived.

...

...

"Wait, wait."

"I, I'll take my clothes off."

Even though she was unbearably anxious, Qing Mo still planned to take off her outer disguise first; there was still a surprise she had prepared hidden underneath!

"Don't!"

Lin Yu grabbed Qing Mo's hand as she went to undo the remaining two buttons, his expression completely perverted.

"The driver look is exactly what I want!"

"..."

...

On the soft silver-gray bed, Lin Yu held the almost exhausted, heavily panting Qing Mo in his arms, gently sniffing the faint fragrance in her hair.

Qing Mo smelled incredibly good.

Faint and cool, yet carrying an indescribable fresh scent.

And whenever she sweated, this scent would become even richer.

Perhaps a quantitative change led to a qualitative change.

Or perhaps for some other reason.

Whenever it came to times like this, the fragrance in her hair would become a bit different.

The coldness seemed to turn into allure.

Accompanied by a slightly elevated warmth, the exceptionally pleasant smell seemed to make his very internal organs feel a sense of joy.

Quietly holding Qing Mo, Lin Yu knew very well in his heart.

This girl, despite looking like she was about to die right now, would be back to normal in no time at all.

Sure enough.

Probably not even two minutes later, Qing Mo's panting calmed down significantly, only remaining slightly rapid.

Seeing that she had mostly recovered her senses, Lin Yu wrapped his arms around her soft, boneless waist and softly said:

"It will all be over soon."

"When that time comes."

"We will be together properly."

Although the problem seemed to have been resolved by Lin Yu in a rather rough manner.

But an explanation.

Was still needed.

Lin Yu promised in a soft voice. As Qing Mo listened to the voice coming from above her head, her vacant eyes did not settle down; instead, a flicker of worry came alive within them.

Really.

Will it go that smoothly...

...

Tao Yaoyao was very anxious.

Throughout the entire day today, she had lost count of how many times she had checked the time.

Turning her head to look out the window.

The sun was not far from the horizon.

This meant that the afternoon was almost over.

Tao Yaoyao withdrew her gaze in a daze. Looking at the pile of documents on her desk that was only partially processed, she felt the irritation and grievance in her heart growing increasingly intense.

He.

Didn't come again...

Tao Yaoyao bit her lower lip resentfully, her eye sockets gradually turning moist and red.

She felt wronged, but she didn't dare to think about exactly what she was feeling wronged over.

Because that answer was like a pool of scorching magma.

She couldn't afford the price of touching it.

She could only choose to stay far away from it.

But while those intangible things could be ignored.

What about the very real physical sensations?

Tao Yaoyao was somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Even though Tao Yaoyao wouldn't admit it.

But when a whole day of heartfelt hope and anticipation fell through, that intense sense of disappointment acted like gasoline, elevating the restless heat in her body to a new height.

Making it unbearable.

After sitting behind her desk and taking deep breaths for quite a while, Tao Yaoyao realized she couldn't digest this pent-up heat. She could only hurry to the restroom and splash her face with freezing cold water to alleviate the burning restlessness inside her.

After wasting a good amount of cold water, feeling that her restlessness had eased somewhat, Tao Yaoyao finally stood up straight.

In front of the sink was a mirror so bright and clean that it didn't have a speck of dust.

As soon as Tao Yaoyao raised her head, she saw her somewhat disheveled self in the mirror.

At this moment, the confusion in her heart was suddenly magnified countless times.

She stared blankly at herself, as if looking at a puzzle with no way out.

The outer flame that had been baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in the air was once again extinguished by an external force.

Yet the culprit behind the flames remained piled up there, completely unscathed.

With each successive fire, its internal temperature continued to climb.

Gradually, the conditions required for it to ignite would only become increasingly trivial.

And the resulting flames would grow ever more ferocious and intense!