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"Forget it, you young people's relationship problems are best left for you to solve. We old folks won't interfere."
In fact, Lord Qian wasn't blaming Mo Ming; he just wanted to echo Mo Ming's words. He certainly wouldn't ask Huang Siye about the truth of this matter.
"Seventh Master, you're right. Times have changed, and matters of the heart cannot be forced. Let's not meddle in their affairs. I was only halfway through what I wanted to say earlier; let's continue our conversation when we get back," Murong Wei nodded in agreement, speaking to Lord Qian.
"Alright, let's keep talking. I'll have the kitchen prepare dinner; it won't be too late for you to leave after you've eaten," Lord Qian said as he walked away with his cane. Murong Wei supported him, behaving elegantly as they chatted and laughed together.
Once the two old men left, Mo Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing Seventh Master's earlier tone, he thought he might be pressured into marriage, which nearly made his heart jump out of his chest.
One confused wife, Lin Yuan'er, was already giving Mo Ming a headache. Adding Jun Qianqian into the mix made life unbearable.
"Boss, I'm having a hard time understanding you. Miss Murong and Qianqian have feelings for you, yet it seems you have no reaction at all?"
Silver Wolf shook his head with a bitter smile, feeling a bit jealous of Mo Ming's charm with women. So far, aside from those who were merely companions for the night, he had no one who truly loved him.
But Mo Ming had more than one!
Whether it was Jun Qianqian or Murong Lian, both possessed qualities that could bring nations to ruin. Yet from Mo Ming's demeanor, he seemed completely indifferent. If other men knew this, they would want to strangle this "useless" man.
Did Mo Ming really have no reaction in front of such beauties? That would be a huge misunderstanding; he was a normal man, not some paragon of virtue like Liu Xiahui who could remain unperturbed. If he had no reaction at all, Mo Ming would probably wish for death.
However, with Qingmeng occupying his heart, Mo Ming felt unable to accommodate anyone else, which is why he was so cold towards Lin Yuan'er and the others.
Yet matters of the heart can sometimes lead people into a misunderstanding where they fail to see reality clearly.
Could it be that Mo Ming truly had a heart of stone and remained unmoved by endless tenderness?
The onlookers were the most aware of this situation.
"Silver Wolf, how could someone like you, who has no emotional experience aside from MAKE LOVE, understand this? In my opinion, the boss has a certain fondness for both Miss Murong and Qianqian; it's just that being in the midst of it, he is unaware."
He Yunsong looked at Mo Ming and smiled meaningfully.
"Stop pretending to be a love expert!" Silver Wolf immediately retorted, "I may not have emotional experience, but I have plenty of women. Unlike you, who only has one. I know women well; I could find one with my eyes closed!"
"Hey, don't get worked up. I know you have more women than I do; I'll admit I'm not as good as you," He Yunsong said nonchalantly, eager to end this meaningless conversation.
Silver Wolf was right; he only had one woman, but that was enough for him—having Oumengqi in his life was sufficient.
"Boss, can I ask you something?" Silver Wolf seemed to think of something and immediately asked Mo Ming.
"Go ahead."
"Was what Miss Murong said true? Do you really have a wife?"
He Yunsong immediately appreciated Silver Wolf's cleverness and gave him a thumbs up, saying, "Silver Wolf, that was a great question! I want to know if it's true too. What kind of woman could become the boss's woman?"
Mo Ming thought Silver Wolf was going to ask something else. Indeed, he brought up a sensitive topic. Mo Ming didn't want to reveal the truth; his reaction was quick as he feared the two would suspect him. He quickly replied, "That's false; in that situation, Murong Lian was just looking for an excuse to refute it."
"Don't doubt it; it's true!"
Mo Ming no longer gave the two any room to think and directly pushed them inside.
In the evening, Murong Wei and the others stayed at the Jun Family for a meal.
A large group gathered around the table, enjoying a delightful dinner. The dishes were quite delicious, varied, and incredibly tasty. It should be noted that the chef of the Jun Family was a master chef hired at a high price, someone whose culinary skills were not accessible even to wealthy outsiders.
Murong Lian and Jun Qianqian had already put aside their previous grievances. The fun they had that afternoon further strengthened their friendship. During dinner, the three women chatted animatedly and even made plans to go shopping together the next day.
After finishing their meal, Murong Wei and the others left. Before departing, Mo Ming inquired about Ruolin's situation and learned that Ruolin had dropped out of school a long time ago and was currently living with her mother at Murong Wei's home.
At this blossoming age, when campus life is at its most beautiful, dropping out of school would not be beneficial for her future growth. Therefore, Mo Ming asked Murong Wei to help find a private school for Ruolin, preferably a prestigious boarding school.
Murong Wei had already considered this and agreed to help Mo Ming.
He Yunsong and Silver Wolf returned to prepare for their next steps. However, due to the recent tight police surveillance, Mo Ming decided to take a step back for now. After all, Sito Hai seemed as good as dead in his eyes; there was no rush to eliminate him.
That night, feeling bored while playing games in his room, Mo Ming heard a knock on the door.
"Come in, the door isn't locked."
At such a critical moment, Mo Ming could not afford to leave his post. He kept his eyes glued to the screen without looking away.
"Hehe... what are you doing?"
Jun Qianqian opened the door, peeking in with a cheerful smile before stepping inside.
"Oh, just playing a game," Mo Ming replied without looking at her.
"So you play games too? What game? Hurry up and show me."
Jun Qianqian approached Mo Ming, resting one hand on the computer desk as she leaned down to look at the screen. The faint fragrance emanating from her immediately filled the air, causing Mo Ming to catch a whiff and find it pleasantly enticing.
Lotus Fragrance!
This scent felt familiar to Mo Ming; Qingmeng had the same aroma. The emotions buried deep within him were stirred by this fragrance, and he felt his instincts awaken. He swallowed hard, trying to focus his mind back on the game.
"Hey, what are you doing? You're about to crash the car! Turn right, quickly!"
Mo Ming was playing Need for Speed when Jun Qianqian noticed that his car was nearly veering off course. She began directing him from the side. Distracted, Mo Ming heard her words and quickly corrected the car's path.
"Mo Ming, you're so clumsy! You almost wrecked the car!" Jun Qianqian exclaimed, her mood unusually excited as she scolded him.
It's all your fault for coming into my room at midnight and wearing Lotus Fragrance. You're clearly trying to tempt me!
"Did you need something?"
Mo Ming kept his gaze focused elsewhere, not daring to look at Jun Qianqian. His instincts were still roaring within him, and he wasn't sure he could control himself if he saw something he shouldn't.
"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask about Lin Yuan'er."
Without a doubt, Murong Lian must have told her. Mo Ming lost focus for a moment, causing his car to crash off the track. He remained silent as he maneuvered the vehicle back onto the road.
"Come on, you're really hopeless! You can’t even stay on a straight path," Jun Qianqian said, realizing they had strayed from the topic. "Mo Ming, you still haven't told me about Lin Yuan'er."
"How would I know anything about her? If you want to find out, just go to Murong Lian's company tomorrow and ask her directly. I'm busy playing a game right now!"
"I heard that Lin Yuan'er is your wife, right?" Jun Qianqian looked at Mo Ming with a hint of resentment. Noticing a flicker in his eyes as she spoke, she pouted and said, "You actually married someone? Mo Ming, you big jerk! How could you do this!"
“……”
Jun Qianqian insisted, “Come on, speak up! Are you mute now? I don’t care; just tell me why you two got married so early!”
“……”
Mo Ming’s heart raced at Jun Qianqian’s question, but he remained silent.
Jun Qianqian pouted and turned Mo Ming to face her, saying, “Stop pretending to be deep. Hurry up and tell me. If you don’t explain everything tonight, you can forget about sleeping.”
At that moment, Mo Ming finally looked at Jun Qianqian. She had just come out of the shower; her hair was still glistening with water, her face was radiant, and her lively eyes showed a serious expression. She was wearing a sleep dress that wasn’t transparent but was somewhat fluffy and printed with a silly cartoon pattern. The innocent Jun Qianqian paired with such a cute nightgown exuded an even more alluring charm.
Mo Ming’s heart raced again, the beast within him roaring as he fought against his awareness.
“Speak up!”
Knowing Jun Qianqian’s personality, if he didn’t clarify things tonight, he really wouldn’t get any sleep. Mo Ming had no choice but to say, “I’m twenty-one this year, and she is too…”
“Who cares how old you are? Get to the point!” Jun Qianqian interrupted him, shouting in dissatisfaction.
“Listen here, I’m getting to the point! The legal age for men to marry in our country is twenty-two, right? But I’m only twenty-one. Do you think I wanted to get married?” Mo Ming said helplessly. “It was all my dad and her dad scheming together; they forced me to sign!”
“Do you have anything going on with Lin Yuan'er?” Jun Qianqian hesitated for a moment before asking, “You know, like a normal married life.”
“No, absolutely not!” Mo Ming raised his hand and said, “I swear on my life…”
Knowing that Mo Ming and Lin Yuan'er were only married in name and not in reality put Jun Qianqian at ease. She then lowered Mo Ming’s hand and said, “You don’t need to swear; I believe you.”
When her cool jade-like hand touched Mo Ming, it felt like an electric shock. Mo Ming quickly withdrew his hand, suppressing his desires.
"Since you believe me, it's getting late. You should go back and rest."
"Mo Ming."
"What is it?"
"You have to take responsibility for my first kiss. I vowed that whoever took my first kiss, I would follow them for life. So don't think you can deny it. I don't care what your relationship with Lin Yuan'er is; I want a title." Jun Qianqian declared assertively.
"..." Mo Ming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said, "That was just an accident. That kiss was merely a fleeting moment; it doesn't count..."
Who knew that before Mo Ming could finish his sentence, Jun Qianqian boldly sat on his lap, grabbed his face with both hands, seemingly giving him no chance to resist, and delivered her fragrant lips to him.
This action startled Mo Ming, igniting a fire within him; the beast immediately stood at attention, pressing against Jun Qianqian... However, Jun Qianqian was undeterred, passionately inhaling Mo Ming's scent, her delicate tongue attempting to pry open his mouth.
Mo Ming was not Liu Xia Hui; at this moment, his consciousness completely collapsed as he embraced Jun Qianqian and responded passionately...
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