Everything I Got from Online Shopping Was Legit

Chapter 30: 333333

Car King, a proper Car King.

Although he had seen Liu Rushuang before, back then Yuan Meng or Mrs. Jiang had always been around. In front of them, Liu Rushuang could still be a bit reserved.

But when she was with her cousin, this woman seemed to have unlocked her Ren and Du meridians, always throwing out wild words from time to time. He, this pure college boy, hadn’t even gotten into the car yet!

Just look at the wolfish things she said—“I could give you a few hundred million.” Would he even dare to take it?

Before, he had heard people say that women’s private conversations could never pass censorship and thought it was an exaggeration. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he realized he really was still too young.

Cousin Su He tugged Liu Rushuang away by the collar. She felt that if they didn’t leave now, this woman would definitely continue spewing outrageous words.

In the past, they had only said such things in private back at school. Outside, they had always been the aloof queens who shunned men. She never thought that Liu Rushuang, upon meeting her younger cousin, would dare to open her mouth so boldly. Why not switch to someone else if you wanted to tease?!

And gradually, she also realized that this hooligan-like behavior absolutely had something to do with her “older sister” identity. After all, persimmons were always picked soft to squeeze.

At least to Liu Rushuang, Lin Mo—as her friend’s younger cousin—was completely harmless.

And the more harmless you were, the more a woman wanted to tease you. That was simply female nature.

Just look at the behind-the-scenes clips of the once wildly popular Legend of Zhen Huan. A whole group of women with one single man—endless teasing. But if you were to meet them one-on-one in private, every single one of them would act proper and serious.

It was precisely because when a group of women gathered together, the lone man among them became the harmless soft persimmon.

That was more or less the case with Liu Rushuang here.

With two women gone from the house, things instantly felt much lighter. Lin Mo collapsed onto the sofa and dozed off for a while. Although he hadn’t drunk much, he still felt a bit tipsy and wasn’t used to it.

Meanwhile, after Su He and Liu Rushuang each returned home, both immediately tried out the secret formula.

Sure enough, after rubbing it in for quite a while and then rinsing with clean water, both felt their facial skin had indeed improved.

However, since both of them already had fairly fair complexions—especially Liu Rushuang—the results weren’t as obvious as when Lin Mo had first used it.

Even so, both were still beyond excited.

Su He didn’t think much, only feeling happy, but Liu Rushuang was different. Accepting such an expensive gift for no reason at all really didn’t sit well with her.

Especially since the other party was still a student who hadn’t even graduated yet. After all, she had learned through Yuan Meng’s mother that Yuan Meng had tricked her own mother out of a million.

Of course, the middleman must have taken a cut—Mrs. Jiang herself was well aware of this. After all, who else knew her daughter’s nature better than she did?

“Aiya~~ looks like I need to prepare some other form of compensation for him.”

Sitting before her vanity, Liu Rushuang lowered her head for a glance, but whatever thought crossed her mind instantly made her blush. She spat lightly, “Pah~ absolutely not!”

When Lin Mo opened his eyes again after his little nap on the sofa, outside was already pitch-black.

Looking up at the wall clock, good grief—it was already one in the morning, well into the night.

“My god~ I only meant to nap for a little while.” Rubbing his numb arms, Lin Mo only felt sore waist, aching back, and stiffness all over. The heat left a layer of sweat on his forehead.

He hadn’t even taken off his clothes, let alone the fact that a sofa was nowhere near as comfortable as a bed.

He got up, went to the bathroom to splash water on his face to wake up, then downed a big glass of water. Feeling much better, he finally picked up his phone to check today’s newly refreshed products.

【cs/Lr4 Sniper Rifle, same model as Bureau Chief Qi, ￥26.89】

【Treasure of Women (Feel at Home) Calligraphy Scroll, ￥4.65】

【Latin Dance, self-study Latin dance for half an hour, increase 0.1 cm; ￥19.8】

【Palatino Piano; ￥43.4】

At just a glance, Lin Mo’s eyes instantly widened.

“Huh?”

“Is this for real?”

“Latin... damn it, 333333, hurry up you clumsy hands!”

Once he saw clearly that so-called Latin dance option, he didn’t hesitate for a second and hit pay. Even a moment of hesitation would have been disrespectful to himself.

Sniper rifle? Piano? So what if they were valuable? Even if the Heavenly King himself appeared today, he would still choose “three.”

In battle, one inch longer meant one inch stronger.

Unless there was some other choice in this category—like if they offered him Lü Ziqiao’s body, indestructible and immune to blades and bullets after losing one-third of his IQ—then maybe he would think about it.

Soon, with payment successful, Lin Mo immediately searched for Latin dance video tutorials on his phone.

Although he had no interest in Latin dance, not even liking to watch it, at this moment he showed boundless enthusiasm, learning with all his might.

If he had studied with such determination back in school, even if he couldn’t get into Tsinghua or Peking, he could at least have made it into a 985 or 211.

Very soon, half an hour passed. Thankfully it wasn’t long and not too loud, otherwise downstairs neighbors might have come knocking.

Drenched in sweat, Lin Mo felt his body heat up, and joy instantly lit his face.

“It worked, brother! Stick with me and you’ll live in bliss, hahaha!”

With that, he rushed to the bathroom for a shower. Never underestimate that so-called one millimeter—one day it would grow into a towering tree. He understood well the principle of small increments adding up.

He applied anti-hair-loss tonic, swallowed two throat lozenges, and finally lay down in satisfaction.

Perhaps because he hadn’t slept well on the sofa, or perhaps because half an hour of Latin dance had drained much of his energy, before long Lin Mo’s breathing gradually steadied.

The next morning, after spitting out a mouthful of phlegm again, Lin Mo noticed there was clearly less than yesterday, and the color wasn’t as dark either. He couldn’t help but sigh at how effective the medicine was.

After a simple wash-up, he went to work.

As several female colleagues at the company greeted him warmly, Lin Mo sat down at his desk, once again sighing that the face truly was the best business card.

When working hours officially began, Lin Mo started his monotonous tasks. Half an hour later, however, his eyes bulged as if seeing a ghost, staring at the Miss Yuan beside him.

She wore a pale cyan robe with a white inner layer, a light yellow long skirt underneath, two buns tied atop her head, with two strands of hair falling by her temples. Around her waist hung a red tassel cord, and at her brow was a red dot.

“Ahem, my Wuzhuang Temple is in a remote barren mountain, and we have only humble fruits to offer, two in number, for Master’s refreshment.”

As she spoke, Yuan Meng tossed him two huge apples.

Lin Mo quickly caught them. “You... sweet-tongued Bright Moon Attendant?”

“Don’t talk nonsense! In Wuzhuang Temple, you may call me Bright Moon Attendant, but once outside Wuzhuang Temple, what should you call me?”

‘Crunch’

“The apple’s not bad, thanks Sister Yuan!” Lin Mo took a bite and waved her off, motioning her to go play.

Yuan Meng: “Big boldness! These are ginseng fruits, also called Grass Elixirs, and... call me Bright Moon Patriarch, you bastard!”

Lin Mo: (ˉ▽￣～) Tch~~

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