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

Liu Chaoyan had a calm expression and smiled lightly, "I was just playing chess with Shen Mochen. Xia, are you coming over after dinner?"

So that was it... Xia Qingrou breathed a sigh of relief for some inexplicable reason and waved her hand, glaring at Shen Mochen, "Who wants to play chess with a jerk!"

However, as soon as she said it, she felt something was off.

Had Liu Chaoyan been playing chess in Shen Mochen's room all this time?

Of course, playing chess was nothing serious... but the problem was that Liu Chaoyan was actually a bit of a neat freak.

Though Liu Chaoyan always denied it, others could sense it.

She was always dressed in a white dress, spotlessly clean. Even when fighting monsters, not a drop of blood stained her.

Being in the excellent Team 0819, she hardly ever went to other people's rooms, and even if she did, she wouldn't sit on other people's chairs or touch their belongings much.

Even on the rare occasions she invited other girls to sleep in her room, she would quickly take a shower afterward and change the bedding.

So, to be playing chess in someone else's room, and it seems, for quite some time, was a very unusual occurrence.

But Xia Qingrou didn't think too much about it at the moment. In Team 0819, the person she trusted most was Liu Chaoyan. After all, she was a wealthy young lady with a fiancé from a Family, and she was decent and dignified on normal days; she surely wouldn't have anything going on with Shen Mochen.

Xia Qingrou smiled and said, "Yanyan, you look very pretty today."

Liu Chaoyan smiled faintly, "Because someone helped me solve a bothersome issue today."

"What issue?"

"Well, although it's not really a big deal."

Shen Mochen turned his head and glanced at Liu Chaoyan, his eyes filled with some surprise.

"Tch!" At the dining table, Han Muxue saw Shen Mochen and showed contempt, beckoning Xia Qingrou, "Come sit by me."

Xia Qingrou was startled, then scurried over to sit next to Han Muxue, "Hehe, here I am!"

"Stay away from me, you scum!" Han Muxue gestured disdainfully at Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen didn't say anything and silently took a seat diagonally opposite.

Everyone had a rather uneventful dinner, but Han Muxue became much more natural with Xia Qingrou, even taking a bath with her later that evening.

"Xuexue, why don't you wear dresses? I think you look really good in them," Xia Qingrou chatted while blow-drying Han Muxue's hair.

She thought to herself that Shen Mochen really liked girls' legs and feet, and he had several times voluntarily asked to be helped by feet.

"Disgusting, gross!" Han Muxue remembered the incident in the afternoon where she was tackled by Shen Mochen while wearing a dress, her face flushed red, and she cursed inexplicably.

Xia Qingrou, clueless, thought the other found wearing dresses disgusting. She sneaked a peek at Han Muxue's legs, thinking maybe she just didn't want to show her own imperfections... but they looked really nice, so fair and delicate...

"So, that jerk is really unlucky, having such a liking for girls' legs but destined not to see yours anymore."

Xia Qingrou hinted.

Han Muxue looked displeased; her chest heaving with anger, "Don't mention him anymore, he's just a jerk! It's good that you broke up with him, such a lowlife isn't worth your time!"

"What happened, why are you suddenly cursing him like this?"

Xia Qingrou felt it was strange. Although the other had been ranting 'jerk, jerk' all these days, it wasn't really directed at Shen Mochen; often she even spoke well of him, hoping Xia Qingrou could reconcile with him.

Never had she been as furiously scolding as she was today.

At that moment, Han Muxue also realized her lapse in composure. She glanced at the mirror. The bathroom mirror was foggy, and she absentmindedly wiped it, revealing the blurred figures of two people.

Han Muxue then lowered her head, not looking at Xia Qingrou behind her again.

Thinking about what had happened with Shen Mochen that afternoon, thinking about Shen Mochen's hands roaming over her body, she felt immensely guilty towards Xia Qingrou. It was as if she was the other woman.

But she was clearly the victim.

Right, why was she so restless and uneasy? Because she had been frivolously treated by a scoundrel?

Han Muxue knew it was not because of this; her guilt towards Xia Qingrou stemmed from her feelings for Shen Mosheng.

Even though Shen Mochen had done such things to her that afternoon, showing her the true colors of that scoundrel, she still couldn't let go.

She hated herself so much.

Knowing he was a scoundrel, yet after the fact, she regretted having rejected him. Her beloved had extended his hand, and she had slapped it away.

Clearly the victim of indecency, yet she felt bursts of joy afterward. She was delighted that Shen Mochen desired her flawed body.

Why couldn't she just hate him wholeheartedly? Why, when she recalled him touching her in the daytime, did her heart beat so uncontrollably?

How could she be so cheap!

The more Han Muxue felt angry with herself, the more she wanted to treat Shen Mochen harshly.

It seemed only this way could she manage to hate him, only this way could everyone see that she hated him.

"There's nothing, he's just a scoundrel!" Han Muxue said with her head lowered, biting her lip, "He might come looking for you these few days. Men are like dogs that can't stop eating dirt, he'll surely want to vent out his frustrations, don't be foolish and agree out of momentary soft-heartedness!"

Xia Qingrou was initially taken aback, and when she understood the meaning, her cheeks flushed.

"What are you talking about, really, Xuexue, you've really gone bad!" Xia Qingrou lightly patted Han Muxue's shoulder, "Don't worry, how could I sleep with that scoundrel again, it would be better to suffocate him!"

"Right!"

Hearing Xia Qingrou say this, Han Muxue finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a vindictive pleasure.

Let's see if he dares to approach Liu Chaoyan and Xiao Xingshuang, that scoundrel!

Damn, she had almost been tricked into giving herself to him today! Han Muxue seethed inwardly.

But suddenly, she thought of something. She left the bathroom and went alone to Xiao Xingshuang's room door and knocked.

Xiao Xingshuang came to open the door.

In the view of Han Muxue, who was in a wheelchair, two towering figures emerged.

Despicable guy, so large-breasted, but still not a match for Cai Yuncui.

Han Muxue suppressed the urge to harshly pinch her, and calmly asked, "May I come in and sit for a while?"

Xiao Xingshuang's eyes showed a hint of surprise; if she remembered correctly, this was the first time she was asked to enter her room.

She remained silent, simply stepping aside to allow her in.

"Your room is really clean, it has been like this from the beginning, hasn't it?" Han Muxue maneuvered her wheelchair into Xiao Xingshuang's room, looking around, "Or did you just clean up recently?"

It was her first time scrutinizing Xiao Xingshuang's room. It was as simple as a cheap motel on the street side.