You are all bad women! Don't come over!

Shen Mochen looked down at the photo on the school wall, not sure who snapped it, but it was pretty good.

Catherine, with her twin ponytails and age-reducing dungarees, looked at the boy beside her with a rare smile at the corner of her mouth. The boy was handsome and compelling, lying somewhere between melancholy and brightness, like a gentle ray of sunlight through the trees, tragically beautiful—who wouldn't say they were a match made in heaven?

Goddamn, that's even more infuriating! The boys thought to themselves. If this person was at our school, even Zhao Yuji would be overshadowed!

"He's quite cute, huh…" Liu Bo murmured resentfully, turning around to whisper.

"Who's cute?" Shen Mochen didn't even look up.

"Of course, the class leader in dungarees!"

"I think she'd look cuter in just a white lingerie set."

"You motherf-…" Liu Bo's face turned green, "Have you seen her?"

Shen Mochen grinned, "She is my girlfriend after all. If her dad hadn't come back suddenly the day before yesterday, we would have been in bed."

Liu Bo looked at Shen Mochen in shock, as if he was meeting him for the first time, and after a long while, he blurted out, "...Are you running a fever today?"

Shen Mochen chuckled, "I'm perfectly normal. How am I any different from before?"

"You are totally different, okay! It reminds me of when you were little, always acting so cool!" Liu Bo couldn't help but complain loudly, thankful that nobody cared about the two people in the corner at that moment.

"That's really rude of you. I've always been polite and gentle since I was a kid."

"Gentle, my ass…"

Liu Bo wondered if Shen Mochen was more outspoken today because he was now with Catherine. You're being too realistic, man!

Shen Mochen stretched and slapped Liu Bo on the shoulder, speaking in a cheerful tone, "Tomorrow's the school anniversary. I heard First Middle School's celebration is loads of fun. We should prepare well … after all, there aren't many days left!"

"Oh, yeah…"

After reuniting, Liu Bo had never seen Shen Mochen so cheerful and for a moment, he was at a loss for words, just awkwardly nodding his head.

Damn it, is this the happiness of a kept man? I want to live off someone too!
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"Hey, as I came in, I thought I heard Wang Xiaosong say something about discrepancies in the class's funds... You wouldn't be involved, would you?" Liu Bo lowered his voice.

"What do you think?" Shen Mochen glanced at him indifferently.

Liu Bo nodded, "Of course, I don't believe such rumors!"

…

Willow trees swayed, and the spring breeze was charming.

The afternoon sun fell into the courtyard beside the library, warm and comfortable, with peach and plum blossoms flourishing.

"Can we talk this out, do we have to do this?"

Shen Mochen hugged his head with both hands, squatting on the ground like a criminal.

Actually, after lunch, he just wanted to take a casual stroll in the school, and then he was intercepted by Fuzi with a gun.

Standing in front of him was Fuzi, her face frosty, holding a toy gun that could pulverize him.

"I'm in a bad mood, understand?" Fuzi said.

"Why take it out on me when you could hit a punching bag or something…" Shen Mochen thought he'd wait for Yin Caiyu to come back, and then he'd let her handle Fuzi. He remembered Fuzi claiming she couldn't beat Yin Caiyu.

"But you're the reason I'm upset."

"Ah, how have I offended you now?" Shen Mochen lamented, "Besides, this makes it hard for me—I've already seen your underwear."

Black lace, huh? You're on fire. Are you trying to seduce Catherine?

Fuzi's face darkened, "Then stand up. I didn't tell you to squat down and hug your head!"

Shen Mochen's lips twitched slightly as he slowly stood, "Oh, oh, oh... You suddenly pointed a gun at me, and I got scared alright!"

Fuzi was dressed very coolly today, wearing a white blouse and a black leather hip-hugging mini skirt. The style was similar to the outfit she wore last Saturday to meet the Earl, but today's skirt was shorter and sexier.

Speaking of which, Fuzi's style of dress always seemed to vary a lot—you never saw her in the same outfit twice.

With a "pop," Fuzi pulled the trigger.

A BB pellet shot out of the gun and hit Shen Mochen on the head.

"Ouch!"

Shen Mochen was startled, but once he realized the other party wasn't using a superpower, he knew he had yelled too loud.

Fuzi kept firing non-stop. The toy gun itself had pitifully little power and, after being cushioned by hair, the shots to the head were barely felt, but Shen Mochen still played along, ducking and running away with his head in his hands.

"...Okay, that's enough."

After venting, Fuzi sat down on the bench with a long sigh, seeming to be in a much better mood.

"Are you done? Then I'm leaving..." Shen Mochen suppressed his frustration.

"Hold on."

Fuzi stood up and handed something to Shen Mochen.

"What are you doing?" Shen Mochen was stunned.

"Your reward," Fuzi said matter-of-factly, without a hint of embarrassment.

I told you not to lump me with you, I'm not some freak like you! Shen Mochen returned it angrily.

Fuzi seemed genuinely taken aback. "You're really not taking it?"

Shen Mochen sat down next to Fuzi and said with amazement, "I want the Family Head's stuff, go get hers and bring it to me!"

"If I had it, would I give it to you?" Fuzi slapped Shen Mochen on the head, "You're acting strange today, like you're bold as brass. What, some rich and powerful parents came to acknowledge you all of a sudden?"

"I wish they would, can you make that happen?" Shen Mochen laughed heartily, his laughter filled with inexplicable exuberance.

Fuzi blinked. "What, planning to lay it all out on the table?"

Shen Mochen shrugged, proudly stating, "There's no use hiding it anymore, I've decided to take off!"

"Transferring schools?"

"That's right, once Yin Caiyu returns, I'll transfer. I'm guessing it'll be after the school anniversary celebration!"

Shen Mochen stood tall and confident, extremely at ease - even light-hearted.

That morning, as soon as he learned that he and Catherine had been put on the wall, he had started thinking about this. In the ten-minute walk from the school gate to the classroom, he'd made up his mind.

He had actually been wanting to leave for a while, but he had been considering Yin Caiyu's feelings since she went to the trouble of getting him into First Middle School and didn't want to disappoint her. He also didn't want to tell her how unhappy he was at school, as that would have made her feel guilty.

But now that he couldn't hide it any longer and had knocked down the goddess of First Middle School, it was inevitable that he would transfer.

Anyway, Yin Caiyu would be back in a few days, and by then, he would just make up some excuse. If they didn't allow him to transfer, he'd skip classes. At worst, he'd just get a beating from her, and in the end, she'd still agree to his request to transfer.

Besides, she had mentioned bringing some teammates back with her; he would just have to act a bit spoiled, charm them a bit, and make them persuade her.

Five against one, the odds are in my favor!

Although it was a bit of a shame not to see Cai Yuncui every day, there was nothing that could be done.

So now he was very much at ease. As the saying goes, "Once the thought of running springs to mind, the world suddenly feels wider." I'm about to make a run for it, can't I relax? Playing the part of a good boy all day, but I'm not obliged to do so in front of everyone!

"Why do you look like you're ready for a head-on charge when you're actually planning to run away?"

Fuzi didn't laugh, but commented gently with a complex expression. There seemed to be a hint of sympathy, but she didn't say anything to trouble him.

This actually took Shen Mochen by surprise. He had thought Fuzi would say something like, "If you dare break up with the mistress, I'll shoot you."

"Truth is, I feel a bit sorry for you."

Fuzi said.