Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

At that moment, almost everyone present had a complete meltdown, including Yue Hongxin.

They had just been relentlessly saying how Lin Mo lacked strength, how he was so poor.

But then, in the blink of an eye, Wang Yong, who was addressing Zhong Yuchen as a brother, and the chairman of Yihe Hotel, knelt down to Lin Mo.

This tremendous reversal caught them all off guard!

It felt as though their faces had been slapped swollen!

Zhong Yuchen almost ground his teeth to bits, his face a mask of cold fury.

For him, this was an immense humiliation.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, had one hand in his pocket and looked indifferently at Wang Yong,

"Get up, you're being too dramatic."

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm just too excited to meet Mr. Lin."

Wang Yong's body still trembled; he had never expected to meet this god-like man.

That very afternoon, he had been at the Shu Province Stadium and had the fortune to witness the spectacular scene of Lin Mo annihilating Cui Zhenyuan.

To Wang Yong, a master like Lin Mo was indeed a god!

"By the way, Mr. Lin, what brings you here?" Wang Yong was genuinely curious as to why someone of Lin Mo's status would be with these ordinary people.

"I'm having dinner with my girlfriend, any problem?" Lin Mo looked at him with slightly raised eyes.

"No... no problem at all!"

Wang Yong trembled all over, his face flushed with excitement:

"It's an honor beyond my three lifetimes that Mr. Lin would dine at our Yihe Hotel!"

Having said that, Wang Yong turned to the waiter beside him, his face stern as he ordered:

"Remember! Don't charge a dime for this meal! And from now on, whenever Mr. Lin or his friends come here, their meals are on the house!"

"Also, use the best and most expensive private room, and if there's any negligence, you're answerable to me!"

This statement made everyone's faces burn with pain, and Zhong Yuchen's face turned completely ashen. Wang Yong's words seemed innocuous, but to Zhong Yuchen, they were a profound insult!

Just earlier, Wang Yong had given him a 20% discount, and everyone, including Zhong Yuchen, felt honored.

But in a mere moment, Wang Yong didn't charge Lin Mo a cent, and moreover, Lin Mo and his friends would have their meals fully covered whenever they came.

Zhong Yuchen's mouth twitched, feeling as if his face had been slapped swollen, his heart filled with extreme indignation:

"Well, since everyone is almost done eating, let's go for a walk, shall we?"

"Cough cough... sure!"

"It's good to walk after a meal!"

Everyone awkwardly coughed a few times and agreed immediately; only a fool would want to stay in the private room any longer.

If they stayed any longer, they'd be traumatized by this man named Lin Mo, who had repeatedly defied their expectations.

Who knows what unbelievable things could happen if they continued to stay.

The group walked towards the exit, with Lin Mo and Jiang Yingxue lagging behind. Jiang Yingxue looked up at Lin Mo, her pretty face full of apology:

"Lin Mo, I'm sorry. The teacher shouldn't have brought you to this gathering today. They've treated you this way several times…"

"It's fine. There are too many people in the world who look down on others; should I really quarrel with each of them?" Lin Mo said indifferently.

Jiang Yingxue's eyes brightened: "Lin Mo, the teacher feels that your temper has improved a lot compared to before; at least, you're not as cold."

"Really?" Lin Mo was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, actually, the teacher thinks you look very handsome when you smile. If you smiled more and were a bit gentler, even the teacher might not be able to resist you…" Jiang Yingxue blurted out these words, her face turning red.

"Haven't I told you, it's impossible between us?" Lin Mo said, hands in his pockets, striding forward.

Leaving Jiang Yingxue, her face a mix of astonishment and helplessness:

"Ah, I just complimented you, and you turned cold again."

"But, it seems your cold demeanor makes you even more handsome."

Shaking her head, Jiang Yingxue cast aside these mixed thoughts and quickly followed him.

Taking out the glass bottle he had kept in his pocket, Jiang Yingxue looked quite pleased. She shook the bottle slightly and asked Lin Mo curiously,

"Lin Mo, can you tell the teacher what gift you have given me?"

Lin Mo paused momentarily and glanced at her, "Do you want to know its value or its significance?"

"Significance!" Jiang Yingxue chose without hesitation.

A hint of admiration appeared in Lin Mo's eyes, which was the main reason he was willing to be friends with Jiang Yingxue.

As his homeroom teacher, she had repeatedly risked her life to protect him.

She was fundamentally different from Yue Hongxin and the other women present.

"It doesn't have any particular significance, consider it the first gift I have given to my teacher," Lin Mo said indifferently.

"Lin Mo, do you mean that the teacher is now, your friend?"

Jiang Yingxue's beautiful eyes fixed intently on Lin Mo, filled with anticipation and hope.

"Mmm."

Lin Mo nodded, uttering a simple affirmation.

The next second, Jiang Yingxue became ecstatic, "Lin Mo, do you know? You are the teacher's first male friend in this life!"

"Oh?" Lin Mo blinked, somewhat surprised.

Seeing Lin Mo's astonishment, Jiang Yingxue was not surprised; instead, she gently smiled and explained,

"Actually, my parents have been very strict with me since I was little."

When she mentioned "parents," Jiang Yingxue paused briefly, a mysterious expression flashing across her eyes.

Soon, Jiang Yingxue continued,

"When I was little, I hardly had any contact with boys, including during middle school and high school, where my parents were extremely strict."

"And during university and after graduation, most were pursuers which I found tiresome."

Lin Mo smiled faintly, "So, up to now, you haven't had a male friend or deeply interacted with one, right?"

"Yes, so when you agreed just now, the teacher was really happy."

"Is there a need to be so excited?"

"You don't know, in fact, eighty percent of the men around me have some sort of agenda."

"I once tried to be friends with a male teacher I knew for two years, but just when I was ready to accept him as a friend, he confessed his feelings and even tried to force a kiss on me!"

"But you're different; when the teacher first saw you, I thought you were cold, arrogant, and aloof!"

"You know? Honestly, the teacher wanted to whip you!"

"However, after getting to know you, I realized how unique you are. No other boy can compare to your cold demeanor."

"Your coldness isn't feigned; it's genuinely chilly, and you're very different from all the other boys. You are disdainful toward all the girls, whereas other boys who see girls as beautiful as me tend to be swayed and pursue them."

"The teacher is really curious about what kind of boy you truly are."

Lin Mo gave her a glance, his tone indifferent, "Being curious about men is a very dangerous thing."

After speaking, Lin Mo pointed to the glass bottle in Jiang Yingxue's hand and said,

"Now that you know its significance, let me also tell you about its value. It can make your skin younger, more vibrant, and more beautiful—consider it an elixir with tremendous beautifying effects."

"Is it really that miraculous?"

Jiang Yingxue was somewhat shocked, not because she didn't believe Lin Mo, but because she wondered if such a divine medicine really existed in this world.

"The teacher doesn't care about its value; this is the first gift you have given to the teacher. No matter if it's expensive or cheap, the teacher is very happy."

Lin Mo chuckled lightly and said,

"I'm not joking with you, it truly can make you more beautiful."

The crowd was about five or six meters away from Lin Mo and Jiang Yingxue, and Zhong Yuchen couldn't see Lin Mo and Jiang Yingxue among the people.

Instinctively looking back, he saw Lin Mo and Jiang Yingxue talking and laughing and his face turned livid, his fury expressed by a fierce punch on the wall:

"Damn it!"

He was both jealous and resentful, embittered that Jiang Yingxue disdained the gift worth millions he had given, yet now she joyfully toyed with that glass bottle.

This stark contrast was, to him, a tremendous and shameful humiliation.