Su Mo was still a bit skeptical about the possibility that he might have lost his virginity.
Although Ye Qingyi usually acted quite rogueish towards him, he probably wouldn’t actually go so far as to do anything.
But the problem was, his whole body ached.
And also… she looked exhausted too.
Su Mo sighed helplessly in his heart, comforting himself to accept the facts.
Anyway, it wasn’t with a stranger. Even if something really did happen, it didn’t seem that serious, right?
Just thinking this made him feel deeply guilty.
While showering, he specifically checked his body and found nothing unusual, so a sense of complacency gradually took over.
“Heh, that little girl usually acts so capable, but when it comes down to it, she’s nothing special.” After his shower, Su Mo deftly gathered his long hair behind his back, wrapped himself in a towel, and walked out.
Ye Qingyi was still there. She instinctively glanced his way, her eyes lighting up for a moment before turning wary. “Let me make this clear first,” she said, “don’t even think about trying to pin anything on me. I’ve already agreed to three of your conditions.”
Su Mo immediately let out a pitiful “Mmm,” enough to melt anyone’s heart.
Ye Qingyi felt a stir in her heart, images from before flashing in her mind, causing her face to flush bright red.
‘Although I’m not very experienced, he seemed to enjoy it quite a bit…’
Ye Qingyi shook her head, refusing to let her thoughts wander.
She glanced outside; the sky was already growing dark. She took the initiative to invite him: “Get some food?”
Su Mo blinked his large, Cartland-big-eye-like eyes, resembling a little white rabbit that had just been roughed up, and nodded obediently: “Okay.”
Just then, violent knocking sounded from outside, along with a warning from the Starfall Island security team: “Official business! Please open the door and cooperate, or face the consequences!”
Su Mo wanted to find something to put on, but discovered there wasn’t a single intact piece of clothing. His white jade ring was also nowhere to be found.
Noticing his predicament, Ye Qingyi took off her own jacket and draped it over his shoulders, then said coolly, “Don’t misunderstand. I’m just a bit hot.”
Su Mo complain internally: ‘Could your lies be any less convincing? That was so lame.’
Ye Qingyi was the one who opened the door. The security personnel outside immediately broke into smiles upon seeing her. “So it’s Brother Su! Would you mind if we took a quick look? Orders from above, you see.”
Su Mo generously stepped aside, smiling as he said, “Of course, no problem.”
The three security officers really did just take a glance and left without lingering, though one who seemed familiar with Ye Qingyi teased, “Thought it was just a rumor, but it’s true. Aren’t you afraid your better half will throw a fit when they find out?”
The name “Ye Qingyi” held some weight abroad, after all, he had killed many foreign experts. Combined with his status as the current head of the Qingyu Association and being the younger sister of Ye Qingyu, he was considered a notable figure.
Ye Qingyi’s eyes darted slyly as he snorted, “It’s fine. He won’t find out.”
The man laughed heartily, turned to leave, and remembered to close the door behind him.
“Are you close with them?” Su Mo asked.
Ye Qingyi shot him a glance, feigning impatience. “Don’t try to cozy up to me. Your behavior earlier already annoyed me. If you weren’t… decent, and felt good, I wouldn’t have let you off.”
Tsk, tsk, tsk… changing his tune so fast, his face shifts quicker than the weather.
Pretending not to understand, Su Mo blushed and asked, “What was decent about me? What felt good?”
Ye Qingyi’s heart raced, and she was utterly embarrassed, but to maintain her ‘jerk’ facade, she tried her best to put on a lecherous expression: “Very… very smooth!”
Su Mo nearly broke character trying to hold back his laughter.
He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: Why is it that some people think they’re suave but are actually cringey, while others try to be perverted but just end up seeming cute?
In the end, Su Mo didn’t go to eat with her, using the excuse: “I’m not that kind of frivolous girl. Don’t think you can buy me off with just one meal.”
Su Mo’s acting skills were masterful, far superior to Ye Qingyi’s.
Their expressions at that moment were both quite something.
Actually, Su Mo wanted to go retrieve his white jade ring. Ye Qingyi probably guessed what he was thinking, so she said, “If you’re looking to get back at them, you can try the White Falcon group. Their intelligence is always accurate.”
As she spoke, she slapped a card into Su Mo’s hand. “There’s a million on this card. Consider it the first condition.”
Having said that, she left with an air of grandeur, just like putting on a full ‘big shot’ act.
Su Mo looked at the card in his hand and suddenly laughed. “One million… how generous.”
Hanging on the nearby sofa was a set of men’s clothes Ye Qingyi had left behind—one of her frequently worn outfits, with a faint scent still lingering on it.
Su Mo shook his head helplessly and put them on. Although they were ridiculously oversized, they didn’t hinder his movement.
After doing this, he went to the mirror, ensured his facial appearance hadn’t changed at all, and only then went out.
…
The city on Starfall Island was a sanctuary for superhumans, built with premium resources from all over the world.
It was a mixed bag, with various forces intricately intertwined, most of them dependent on a few major players within the ISO organization.
Su Mo made his way to a casino, where all sorts of people were laughing and shouting boisterously, occasionally yelling out a few dirty jokes.
A white man noticed Su Mo and sidled over with a sleazy look. “Hey little girl, here to play? Does your family know?”
Su Mo shook his head, stating his purpose. “I’m looking for White Falcon.”
The man’s eyes showed surprise at the mention of “White Falcon.” “Why are you looking for them?”
“To buy information.”
He had originally tried to find the person himself but came up empty after a long search, so he came here as Ye Qingyi suggested.
The white man smiled and said, “White Falcon’s information doesn’t come cheap. How about you play a few rounds with me first? When big brother here is happy, I’ll help you ask them for it.”
As he spoke, he familiarly tried to put his arm around Su Mo, the strong smell of smoke making Su Mo frown.
He pushed the white man away. “Tell me or don’t. I’ll find someone else.”
The man was clearly angered by this and started cursing. “You bitch, wearing a man’s clothes, pretending to be all pure with me.”
Given Su Mo’s usual temper, the man would probably have gotten a fist.
But not this time. He used his foot.
A swift side kick from a pale, long leg sent the man flying over ten meters away.
People in the casino started jeering, mocking the man for being useless, getting knocked down by a little girl with one kick.
The white man couldn’t stand the humiliation and immediately challenged Su Mo to a duel.
The corner of Su Mo’s mouth lifted in a cold smirk. “You asked for it.”
Su Mo adhered to the moral code of “If others do not offend me, I will not offend them; if others think about offending me, I’ll beat them up; if others dare offend me, severe punishment awaits.” He saw no problem with this.
Traveling out in the world, was he supposed to let himself get bullied?
He cracked his knuckles and gestured with his eyebrow towards the white man. “Bring it on!”