Wang Xiaofei turned her head away in annoyance. She didn't think Mo Wen was a good person. With Xiao You's kind personality, she was bound to be bullied.
Qin Xiaoyou smiled helplessly. Wang Xiaofei had a fiery temper and a straightforward personality. Sometimes she saw things as too simple, too naive.
So what if she was jealous? Should she make a big fuss out of this, let the whole school know, and in the end, completely ruin their relationship and become strangers?
She couldn't live without Mo Wen anymore—and she didn't dare lose him either. The more you care about something, the more you learn to cherish it.
"That Mo Qingge is really pretty," Qin Xiaoyou said softly, holding Wang Xiaofei's hand. "She truly deserves the title of school's number one beauty. Probably no one in the school can compare."
"Hey, Xiao You, what's so pretty about her? She looks like some recluse fairy who doesn't want to be seen by people. She's just a common person on the path of cultivation," Wang Xiaofei rolled her eyes and snorted. "She's not as cute, sweet, and thoughtful as you. What's so great about her? Being voted the top school beauty was all thanks to those harsh, shallow guys. I like cold beauties more. Once you've been at school a little longer, I'm sure you'll surpass her in popularity."
"How can Mo Qingge be that great? Alright, I get it, you're trying to comfort me, but still—don't underestimate your opponent," Qin Xiaoyou pursed her lips and said.
"You say you don't care, yet you're already seeing her as a rival."
Wang Xiaofei gave Qin Xiaoyou a sideways glance, pretending to be calm, though she was clearly nervous deep down.
"Oh right, Mo Wen gave something to Mo Qingge. They're definitely being ambiguous. Xiao You, don't let your guard down. Remember that necklace he gave you before? I'm not giving it to you now—Mo Qingge, please!"
Wang Xiaofei's eyes widened. She saw Mo Wen give something to Mo Qingge, and it was done right in front of everyone—with Qin Xiaoyou present. What did he mean by that?
Mo Wen had once given Qin Xiaoyou a necklace, which she later returned. As her best friend, Wang Xiaofei knew about it. She had coveted that necklace herself—it perfectly embodied elegance and nobility, and wearing it would immediately elevate one's aura.
She had worked hard to bring it up, but Qin Xiaoyou insisted on returning it to Mo Wen, which drove her mad.
Now, what if you give that necklace to someone else? See if she won't cry.
"No."
Qin Xiaoyou pressed her lips tightly and stared at what was in Mo Qingge's hand for a long moment before finally shaking her head.
"In any case, he gave something to Mo Qingge. You need to be careful."
Hearing this, Wang Xiaofei finally let out a sigh of relief. Coming from a wealthy family, she vaguely knew how valuable that necklace was. That imperial green jade pendant? Worth over ten million.
But she didn't tell Qin Xiaoyou, only said it was very precious and that she should take care of it. Otherwise, once she knew the value, she probably wouldn't dare return it. Mo Wen wasn't exactly short on money—he was always handing out gifts. Why even bother?
When Mo Wen returned, he looked a little downcast. Though he regarded Mo Qingge as a sister, he knew she wasn't really his sister—it was just his wishful thinking. With that kind of mindset, Mo Qingge would never accept him.
Because to Mo Qingge, it was just a story. But to him, it was his life.
All of his feelings for Mo Qingge stemmed from his memories of his sister from a past life—Mo Dong'er. If you took that away, then he and Mo Qingge were just strangers.
Maybe that was exactly why Mo Qingge kept rejecting him. Using feelings meant for someone else to care about her—what else could that be but hypocrisy?
The purer a soul is, the more it seeks spiritual clarity.
Mo Wen sighed softly. He knew that unless he could let go of his feelings for Mo Dong'er and treat Mo Qingge with fresh, genuine emotions, he would never truly enter her heart.
"What's wrong? Did the goddess reject you?" Wang Xiaofei sneered, a little mockingly. From Mo Wen's expression, it was obvious he was in a bad mood. She was ready to read the latest chapter of God King today. Mo Qingge didn't seem to have rejected his gift—did she accept the gift but leave him hanging?
If that was the case, she would be laughing with satisfaction.
He didn't know how to appreciate a wonderful girl like Xiao You—he deserved to suffer.
Without realizing it, Mo Wen had returned to where Qin Xiaoyou and Wang Xiaofei were standing. Hearing Wang's comment, he paused and said, "Mo Qingge really isn't easy to get close to. Why are you still here? Class is about to start."
"I wasn't just guarding you. I was afraid you'd get taken advantage of," Wang Xiaofei said meaningfully with a curl of her lip.
"Mo Wen, is everything handled? Let's go to class," Qin Xiaoyou walked up and affectionately took Mo Wen's arm.
"Mm. Let's go."
Mo Wen nodded, ignoring Wang Xiaofei's jab. Was she still mad about that milk tea? Still holding a grudge?
The three of them rushed to the classroom. Luckily, class hadn't started yet. The room was packed with students waiting for the bell.
As soon as Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou entered, they immediately drew everyone's attention—and the next moment, the room erupted in applause.
What's going on?
Mo Wen looked around the classroom, puzzled. Qin Xiaoyou's face flushed red, and she lowered her head slightly.
"Hmph, it's not like that…" Wang Xiaofei rolled her eyes and explained.
Turns out, when Qin Xiaoyou returned to class yesterday, she found everyone had misunderstood Mo Wen—saying he was a guy who wouldn't take responsibility.
Of course, Qin Xiaoyou was upset, so she ran up to the podium to defend Mo Wen.
Mo Wen had heard she was injured and rushed back from Shanghai to look for her. When he didn't find her, he searched the deep mountains. Then, he "painstakingly" treated her burns… basically, one phone call cleared everything up. Mo Wen had taken the initiative to handle things, turning into a long-distance hero rescuing the damsel in distress.
…
This class was taught by a middle-aged female teacher of advanced mathematics. The blackboard was covered in complicated calculus formulas.
Mo Wen understood a bit of math, but not well. In the college entrance exam, he had one of the lowest scores in the subject. Just looking at those formulas gave him a headache. He didn't want to learn anymore.
But in the teacher's eyes, Qin Xiaoyou and Wang Xiaofei were both model students—with textbooks and notebooks ready, listening attentively and taking notes.
Only one person's desk was empty: Mo Wen's. He got bored after a while and pulled out the iPhone 6 that Shen Jing had given him and started fiddling with it.
As soon as he logged into QQ, message notifications started popping like firecrackers—ding ding ding nonstop.
The sound was loud and clear in the quiet classroom.
All the students turned to look at him curiously. Qin Xiaoyou beside him was startled too.
The female teacher on the podium squinted and was just about to speak.
Mo Wen nodded to the class and calmly raised his phone. "Sorry, teacher. My alarm went off—I forgot to check the latest chapter of Secret Detective Guanyin Yang."
"Turn it off quickly. Don't disrupt the class," the teacher's tone softened slightly. She nodded and went back to teaching.
Mo Wen put down his phone and glanced at the screen. "Yikes." Over 700 unread messages—all from a comrade named Yun Xiaoman.
He opened them and saw that Yun Xiaoman had been frantically trying to reach him, even sending over a hundred crying emojis.
Mo Wen winced. His habit of not logging into QQ made it hard for people to contact him. Anyone who didn't know better would think the account owner had reincarnated.
Besides Yun Xiaoman, there were a few messages from Gu Jingman, referencing a date from yesterday.
Deng Weike:"Dummy, are you back at school? My sister just found out what happened at Gu Family Fort. Thanks for helping her family through the crisis. I'll treat you to dinner—anything you want, she's willing."
Vixen.
Mo Wen cursed in his heart. Anyone reading this would totally misunderstand. Fortunately, he remained calm. Gu Jingman was just teasing him—she wasn't the type to let someone take advantage of her.
Weike again:"That crappy thing you gave your sister—that necklace—what the heck is it? Why's it got so many words carved into it? Is it a love letter? You're so young but already so romantic, impressive. But aren't you afraid that beauty Lin Qing will get jealous? Later I'm gonna copy your love letter and send it to her…"
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