Chapter 115: The School Belle's Lethality

As Su Yuqing emerged from the guest room, Chen Mo was leaning against the back of the sofa, scrolling through a novel on his phone with the TV on in the background. He turned his head the instant he heard the door.

The young woman had just stepped out of the shower. Droplets of water dripped from the ends of her hair, gathering into glistening trails on her collarbones before winding down her steam-flushed skin and vanishing into her neckline.

She had chosen a form-fitting, cream-white knit top. Its gentle U-shaped neckline perfectly revealed the elegant curve of her neck.

The slightly elastic fabric clung to the full curve of her chest before cinching in abruptly at her waist, creating a slender silhouette that looked as if it could be spanned by a single hand.

On her lower half, a high-waisted, light pink pleated skirt made her already long legs seem even more slender and straight.

Its A-line cut flared out from the high waist, the hem ending about three finger-widths above the midpoint of her thigh, just barely concealing the plumpest part of her upper legs.

The fabric of the skirt had been specially washed, causing it to gather in natural folds that accentuated the curve of her rear, outlining a perfectly round, peach-like silhouette.

Seeing her, Chen Mo found himself completely captivated.

Su Yuqing didn't notice Chen Mo's stare. Her eyes landed on some trash that still needed to be cleared from the coffee table, and she immediately walked over to it.

As she bent over to tidy the coffee table, the hem of her top rode up slightly, revealing a sliver of her slender, jade-white waist.

Chen Mo had just locked his gaze on it when Su Yuqing straightened up. He guiltily averted his eyes, quickly looking toward the balcony where the sheer curtains billowed in the wind.

Su Yuqing hadn't noticed his brazen stare. Following his line of sight, she looked over as well.

"The weather is so nice today." As she spoke, Su Yuqing walked to the balcony, basking in the sunlight and the refreshing breeze.

The midday sun filtered through the sheer curtains, refracting into tiny flecks of gold on the droplets of water in her hair.

Noticing a few dry clothes on the line that hadn't been brought in, Su Yuqing instinctively reached up to take them down.

As she raised her arms to get the clothes, the hem of her top wrinkled and pulled up, faintly revealing the dimples of her lower back. The skirt swayed gently with the motion.

"Here, let me." Chen Mo, who had been watching her the whole time, immediately stood up.

At the same time, he adjusted an uncomfortable part of his trousers.

Hearing him, Su Yuqing turned to the side with a smile. "It's fine, I can reach."

It was a breathtaking sight for Chen Mo. A few stray strands of hair clung to her damp temples. Backlit by the sun, her cream-white top turned semi-transparent. The light shone through the thin material, tracing the faint silhouette of a lace pattern on her chest and hinting at the pale pink fabric beneath.

Completely unaware, she smiled and waved her hand away. The curves of her chest rose and fell naturally with the motion. The movement pulled her short skirt taut across her hips. Though seemingly loose, the cotton fabric outlined the perfectly round curve of her rear when she turned, emphasizing her youthful fullness until she looked just like a succulent, dew-kissed honey peach.

Chen Mo suddenly found that the discomfort he had just adjusted to relieve was now acting up again.

He quickly made an excuse and retreated to his room. He adjusted his 'placement' once more and tried hard to calm his racing thoughts. Only then did the boiling heat in his veins finally begin to subside.

When Su Yuqing returned to the living room after collecting the clothes, she looked with surprise at Chen Mo's closed bedroom door.

When Chen Mo was home, he usually didn't close his bedroom door unless he was about to shower or go to sleep.

Su Yuqing had no idea what was wrong with him.

Without giving it much thought, she simply took the clothes back to her own room.

By the time she emerged again, Chen Mo had already opened his door and stepped out.

A faint blush still lingered on his cheeks.

He finally understood the meaning of the saying: when a man and a woman are alone together, it's like putting dry tinder to a raging fire—sparks are bound to fly.

'If not for the added wisdom of his years, he truly wouldn't have been able to suppress such an impulse so easily.'

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Mo returned to Su Yuqing's side, his expression calm as if nothing had happened.

He had to admit, the campus belle was the campus belle for a reason.

She was already breathtakingly beautiful in her school uniform, but now that she was back in casual clothes that better accentuated her lovely figure, Su Yuqing's beauty was simply unmatched.

When the campus belle unleashed her true destructive power, it was no wonder that even someone as mentally seasoned as Chen Mo found it incredibly hard to resist.

'But Su Yuqing was the only one who could throw him off so easily.'

As they sat side-by-side once more, Chen Mo inhaled the young woman's delicate scent, finding it difficult to stop his mind from wandering.

In his eyes, it was as if Su Yuqing's allure had suddenly magnified several times over.

Fortunately, a message from Huang Mao finally came through.

[Yellow Hair]: You guys haven't had lunch yet, right? I've already arranged today's activities. We'll grab a big meal for lunch, then go sing karaoke in the afternoon and give her the cake. Tonight there's a fireworks show at Nanshan Park. We'll go to Yuanyuan's house and celebrate with her and her grandparents.

[Old Mo]: Haven't eaten yet, just waiting for your treat. Hurry up and send the address.

[Yellow Hair]: Jiangbin Cottage. Get over here.

[Old Mo]: Whoa, one of the few Michelin three-star Chinese restaurants in the world. You're really sparing no expense, huh? You have enough to pay? Don't make us wash dishes there to cover the bill.

[Yellow Hair]: I hit up my old man for a fat sum. It's more than enough.

[Old Mo]: As expected of a great tycoon.

[Yellow Hair]: Get outta here. It's nothing compared to your family's wealth. I'm just a nouveau riche.

Reading Huang Mao's reply, Chen Mo smiled and turned to Su Yuqing. "Let's head out. We're eating something special today."

Hearing that, Su Yuqing's interest was piqued. "Something special?"

Her face was full of anticipation.

"You'll find out when we get there," Chen Mo said with a chuckle, pulling Su Yuqing to her feet. "We have Yuanyuan to thank for this one. It's a very expensive place."

As he spoke, he thought to himself, 'Maybe I should plan something like this for Su Yuqing's birthday, too.'

After leaving the apartment, however, they didn't head directly to Jiangbin Cottage.

Instead, they first went to the mall. They still needed to get a birthday present for Zhao Yuanyuan.

Zhao Yuanyuan had mentioned wanting a new pencil case, and Chen Mo had suggested a pencil pouch instead.

He was, of course, there to help pick out a suitable gift for Zhao Yuanyuan.

'But truth be told, that would be too cheap for a real birthday present. So, Chen Mo had a two-part plan.'

He would have Su Yuqing present another, more valuable and precious gift.

This way, it would be easier for Zhao Yuanyuan to accept, and it would also be more acceptable to Huang Mao.

He knew that Huang Mao didn't usually mind his interactions with Zhao Yuanyuan.

'But when it came to birthday gifts, it wasn't appropriate for him, as a male friend, to give something too precious or with too much sentimental value.'

Down the line, when she looked back on it, it might make her boyfriend uncomfortable.

Chen Mo was considerate about these things. Whether or not anyone would mind right now was one thing, but he felt he should be more thoughtful for the long term.

After all, he didn't want unnecessary issues to create lingering resentment among friends.