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

"Sometimes, I feel like maybe you've been playing the perfect lady for too long, and it's twisted you up inside..."

Shen Mochen gently held Liu Chaoyan's foot and gave it a soft kiss.

"I see you're enjoying kissing quite a bit," Liu Chaoyan teased, lifting Shen Mochen's face with her toes, "Hey, I want to ask you something."

"Ask away, what's your question?"

"I looked into your past, and you don't seem like the type to get trapped by love. As I know it, when you were studying abroad, you were a ladies' man, 'through a sea of flowers without a stain on your clothes,' so to speak. There were tons of girls who liked you, yet you never got entangled in any trouble, always coasting through. So why are you all tangled up now?"

Shen Mochen was taken aback for a moment, his eyes downcast as he thought for a while, "I don't remember..."

"Don't remember what?"

"I don't remember when I gave her that teddy bear, nor do I remember what happened between us."

"...You still haven't answered my question. Deceiving women seems to be your forte, and indeed, you have been doing exactly that. So why can't you handle it now?"

"I don't know... can I still do it? I feel like I shouldn't."

"Is it like how you're unwilling to sweet-talk and continue to play with Xia Qingrou's feelings? If you wanted to, you could easily make her happy."

"You might be overestimating me..."

Suddenly, Liu Chaoyan smiled enigmatically, her toes poking at Shen Mochen's face, "Hey, still dreaming of a harem?"

Shen Mochen's face turned awkward, "Thinking about it isn't allowed..."

"Oh, right, what kind of superpower will you awaken next time?"

"...It should be related to healing, but it won't directly heal Han Muxue's legs."

Liu Chaoyan didn't know the specifics of Shen Mochen's superpower, but Shen Mochen was no longer surprised by such questions from her.

"I understand your problem, you'll figure it out," Liu Chaoyan withdrew her foot and turned to leave nonchalantly.

"Wait a second, how am I supposed to solve it, and when... Liu the Clairvoyant, don't be cryptic with me!" Shen Mochen wanted to ask more, but Liu Chaoyan didn't respond and left his room.

These days were the separation month, but as usual, no one took time off. Two days later, a short video went viral all over the internet.

The content of this video wasn't anything novel; it was just a very orthodox promotional piece for a Buque. Normally, people would give such videos a like, but rarely would they watch them to the end.

Yet, the popularity of this video was surprisingly high. Apart from the sublime cinematography and the identity of the Buque, the main draw was the protagonist's appearance in the video.

Unlike previous female imagery, the Buque this time was a boy, handsome as jade.

His eyes were deep and clear, his face was beautiful and innocent. At first glance, he appeared untainted by the world, as if made of purest ice and jade.

His voice was clear and magnetic and oh-so captivating; his speech, so modest and shy. He seemed a naïve golden boy, inexperienced in worldly ways, but the brokenness in his eyes seemed to tell of many heartbreaking stories he carried.

People used to describe a handsome man with terms like "handsomely standing out" and "godlike presence," but what did such descriptions actually mean, and what did a celestial being look like? Before now, no one could clearly articulate it.

But today, people finally understood. All those beautiful words and poems were meant to describe someone today—Shen Mochen.

"Hubby, hubby, take me away with you!"

"This is my husband, you're not allowed to look, you're not allowed to look, you're not allowed to look, waaaah!"

"You beasts, she's just come of age, can you people longing for bronze just die off... oh, I am too, never mind!"

"Take my advice, girls, you can't hold onto such a beautiful boy, let me do it, I'll keep a firm grip!"

"Why are all the handsome ones surrendered to the state, why aren't they distributed to the people!"

"This promotional video is filmed terribly, I watched from beginning to end and didn't even see his contact info!"

"I have his short video, dial 1 if you want it"

"11111"

"Don't be scammed, he doesn't have one, can those selling videos just die off, a friend of mine already got scammed out of three thousand yuan!"

"Buque is abusing soldiers, why make him wear so much even when it's summer, can't he take off his underwear!"

"One minute, I want all his information, don't force me to kneel and beg you!"

"..."

Xia Qingrou sat in the living room, silently scrolling through these comments on the sofa, but there was no end to them. The number of comments grew like a virus, breaking ten thousand in just an hour.

Her brow furrowed, and with every comment she saw, she scrolled with more force on her phone until it couldn't be considered scrolling anymore, but more like she was tormenting the phone.

It's undeniable, the short film was shot beautifully. Especially at the end of the video, where the young man looks towards the distant sky at dawn, the light feeble but starting to brighten. His gaze towards the light, with the national flag fluttering in the wind behind him.

Even for her, who knew every inch of Shen Mochen's body, felt a distinct flutter in her heart upon watching.

But! You bunch of green tea bitches, can't you stop drooling over someone else's man! Have you never seen a man in your life? Gross!

Xia Qingrou's grip on her phone tightened until it nearly snapped, and then with a "smack," she slammed it down on the coffee table!

"What's wrong, who's angered you?"

Shen Mochen had just walked out of the room, taking a bottle of ice water from the fridge.

"Are you proud of yourself?" Xia Qingrou glared at Shen Mochen, accusingly.

"Proud of what..." Shen Mochen was initially puzzled by the scolding, but then it seemed he remembered something, "Oh, the promotional video? Has it been released? I haven't seen it yet."

Xia Qingrou bit her lip, her tone sardonic, "Wow, you really should take a look, you've got quite a lot of wives now!"

Shen Mochen walked over with a smile, draping an arm over Xia Qingrou's shoulder, "What's the matter, jealous?"

"Get away, don't touch me, ever heard of propriety between men and women?!"

Xia Qingrou shook off Shen Mochen's hand with force, her eyes returning to her phone, feeling more aggrieved the more she thought about it. It was like her treasure was being touched by a bunch of dirty hands and she couldn't stop them. With that thought, her eyes began to redden.

"Jealousy is pointless, who told you not to agree to be my girlfriend," Shen Mochen sighed softly.

"Keep dreaming, cheater!" Xia Qingrou glared fiercely at Shen Mochen, her resentment having no place to vent but on him. If looks could kill, Shen Mochen would be slashed to death a thousand times over by now.

At that moment, with the familiar sound of wheels gliding on flagstones, Han Muxue emerged from her room, her face deathly pale and bloodless.

Shen Mochen and Xia Qingrou immediately stopped their bickering, but Han Muxue's expression turned even darker.