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

Fuzi had one question she didn't ask: since Liu Chaoyan could hear their conversation, why did Shen Mochen still say it out loud?

Was it on purpose, for the other party to hear?

Fuzi couldn't figure it out and decided not to think about it anymore. Catherine had told her that Shen Mochen was a cunning bad boy.

Shen Mochen lay in bed, idle and doing nothing.

He could neither go hang out with Yuncui nor tease Qingrou. As for the team captain, Liu Chaoyan... she was even more out of reach.

Luckily, he had recently found himself a new hobby, which was playing computer games. When he was poor, a computer existed only in his fantasies. Later, when he joined Buque, Shen Mochen regarded computers as a dangerous beast, rarely touching them.

But recently, it didn't matter anymore, he didn't have any particular plans for the future... Thinking this, Shen Mochen turned on his e-reader and started reading books on social psychology and some internationally renowned political articles.

He didn't know if it was useful, but reading was better than not reading. He felt he didn't need to learn these things, as he now almost had all the material conditions he had once dreamed of.

Yet, he always felt that he must do it; he felt a bit confused about the future, it was becoming blurry, and only continuous learning could bring him some peace.

He concentrated on reading until noon. He was smart when it came to studies, but he wasn't a genius with a photographic memory; he understood well that his results came entirely from diligent efforts.

At noon, Shen Mochen usually lay in bed for a nap as usual, he was a bit sleepy, but he couldn't really fall asleep as he was waiting for Qingrou.

It turned out that he had pretended to sleep for two hours today, and Qingrou still hadn't come.

What's going on!

Shen Mochen got up from the bed, both sleepy and helpless.

If you're not coming, can't you give a heads up? It's really uncomfortable not to nap in the middle of summer! Shen Mochen felt a bit resentful. After leaving the house, he walked lightly to Qingrou's door. To avoid being heard by Han Muxue across the door, he didn't knock and just pushed the door open.

However, when he opened the door, he realized not only was Qingrou there, but Yuncui and Han Muxue were also present.

Shen Mochen was taken aback.

"You guys are..." Shen Mochen felt some regret in his heart, thinking if he had known Han Muxue was here, he wouldn't have come.

As expected, after a moment of surprise, Han Muxue's gaze inevitably included some scrutiny.

Do you all just enter each other's rooms so casually?

However, before Han Muxue could speak, Yuncui cheerfully said, "Xiaochen, what brings you here?"

"Cai sister, what are you guys... doing?"

"I'm helping Qingrou clean up her room," Yuncui, seemingly oblivious to the awkwardness, still smiled happily. "Xia knew about it and came to help too. She can control gravity, so reducing gravity can save a lot of effort when cleaning! Are you here to help too?"

"Oh, I just heard some noise and was curious to see what's going on..." Shen Mochen showed an embarrassed smile and took a step back.

I'm not helping with anything, since when does an ex-boyfriend run to his ex-girlfriend's room all the time!

Shen Mochen dared not meet Han Muxue's gaze, but fortunately, he had the quick wit to find an excuse.

"But, Qingrou, you too, I've told you before that your room is too messy, and yet in just less than two months, you've made it like this again."

Complaining, Shen Mochen showed no intention of staying, shaking his head as he left the room.

"I don't need your help cleaning!" Qingrou's face flushed a little, inexplicably scolded by Shen Mochen, which made her a bit embarrassed and angry.

"Alright, alright, maybe we were too noisy and disturbed his rest... We're almost done cleaning anyway, I'll go apologize to him in a bit," Yuncui said soothingly as she laughed.

Xia Qingrou muttered discontentedly, "How could he hear us from that far away? Does he have a sharp-hearing ear... He just itches to irritate me, he's not happy unless he's speaking every day to annoy me!"

"Let's clean up quickly, I'm tired," Han Muxue said, head lowered and expressionless, as her domain expanded once more.

"Alright, alright, almost done!" Xia Qingrou nodded hurriedly.

Due to the afternoon's mishap, Shen Mochen hadn't left his room for half the day, until the beast disaster alarm sounded in the evening, sending him hurrying out of the house.

...

"It's so hot, unbearable…"

After the battle, all members of 0819 except Cai Yuncui headed toward a distant SUV.

Xia Qingrou bent over weakly, her face and body covered in sweat.

Despite the approach of evening, the weather remained extremely hot; the battle lasting a mere fifteen minutes had drained more energy than half an hour of typical exertion.

Shen Mochen glanced over and noticed Xia Qingrou's clothes had become nearly transparent due to the sweat, clinging to her body, outlining her shapely curves, adding an extra degree of heat to the already scorching air.

Han Muxue turned her head and looked at Shen Mochen, who immediately looked away.

At this moment, Liu Chaoyan still managed to appear elegant and composed. Her superpower involving wind enveloped her, preventing sweat from soaking her clothes like Xia Qingrou.

On any normal day, Shen Mochen might have simply admired the captain's perpetual grace, but now, knowing her true nature, he only wanted to complain—was it necessary to maintain such a perfect image?

There were so many nobles from prominent families in First Middle School, yet none were as immaculately perfect as Liu Chaoyan.

Cai Yuncui, who had entered the vehicle first, had already changed into her spare clothes and was opening the door to help Han Muxue into the car.

"It's great that Sister Cai is here to help during the summer vacation, otherwise it would have been troublesome."

Sitting in the car with the air conditioning on, Xia Qingrou breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Indeed, summer clothes are the minimal..."

Cai Yuncui echoed with a smile from the driver's seat. Generally, it hadn't mattered, as they were all girls, but with Shen Mochen around, they naturally observed more propriety between men and women.

However, mid-sentence, Cai Yuncui felt awkward. Actually... she thought during urgent times it might not be necessary to be so cautious. Shen Mochen had seen her so many times already, her body was hardly a secret from him.

But, she knew this kind of thing was a serious "mistake," and she must not let others know... especially Xia Qingrou.

Back at the dorm, Xia Qingrou couldn't wait to change her clothes, while Cai Yuncui wasn't in any hurry. She stretched leisurely in the living room, planning to cook dinner later.

As she stretched, Shen Mochen couldn't help but sneak a few glances, then felt Han Xia Muxue's gaze on him and immediately looked away. He smiled politely at Han Muxue before turning his back and heading to his bedroom.

Han Muxue silently watched his retreating figure, her eyelids twitching, her fists slowly clenching.

What torture! Why are all the teammates such a calamity! You guys really test me!

Back in his bedroom, Shen Mochen was filled with restlessness and anger, knowing he needed to control himself and resist being led astray by desire, which meant minimizing daily contact with his teammates as much as possible.

So, Shen Mochen skipped dinner, claiming he had no appetite, and sneaked into the living room to grab two bottles of water from the fridge while no one was around.

Unknowingly, night fell, and it deepened. Shen Mochen turned out the light and tried to sleep. He tossed and turned, never imagining he would one day find himself in such a predicament—painful and twisted. He felt he deserved it, yet also felt resentful.

He wondered if he would dream of Su Mo tonight. Although Su Mo was also a scoundrel who felt sorry for his numerous conquests, and was often conflicted, he seemed to manage it with a clear conscience. Shen Mochen really wanted to figure out how he managed that.

With these thoughts, Shen Mochen's phone vibrated. He casually picked it up—it was, Han Muxue's text:

"I'm outside. Come out through the emergency exit for a bit."