Chapter 168: Xie Meirong: Mo Chen humiliated again?
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Chapter 168 Xie Meirong: Mo Chen humiliated again?
The seamless transition spoke louder than words, hinting at an underlying dynamic that Mo Chen wasn't privy to.
Bai Wenling couldn't help but suppress a chuckle as she caught Xie Meirong's subtle yet effective signal.
She gestured toward the vacant spot with a nod, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. "It seems you've been assigned a new seat," she remarked, her tone light.
Mo Chen blinked, his surprise evident as he tried to process the unexpected shift.
With an awkward yet good-natured smile, he complied, moving to the indicated spot near the girls.
His earlier confidence seemed to waver in the face of this sudden change.
As he settled into his new seat, Mo Chen's composure took a hit.
The presence of so many beautiful women seemed to create an almost suffocating pressure, causing his brain to momentarily freeze.
The room lapsed into an awkward silence, the tension palpable. Mo Chen found himself at a loss, unsure of how to navigate the unfamiliar territory he had unwittingly stepped into.
Unlike Zhang Wei, he lacked the innate ability to gauge which women could be approached directly and which required a more cautious approach.
Xie Meirong's actions left Mo Chen feeling slightly humiliated, yet he didn't raise his voice out.
Bai Wenling's brow furrowed in mild surprise, her eyes darting back and forth between Xie Meirong and Mo Chen.
Unable to contain her amusement, she let out a soft chuckle, her affectionate tone breaking the momentary tension. "Xie Meirong, you really don't have to be so dramatic," she remarked, helplessly.
Xie Meirong's lips curved into a small, enigmatic smile.
Her orchid-like eyes held Mo Chen's gaze for a fleeting moment before she turned her attention elsewhere.
Her gaze swept over Mo Chen, then swiftly moved towards Bai Wenling, her words holding an unexpected twist. "I never expected you to be interested in this kind of men," she commented with a faint smile.
!!
Her statement hung in the air, causing a ripple of surprise and disbelief among the others, especially Bai Wenling.
Bai Wenling's lips twitched with a mixture of astonishment and mild embarrassment.
She lightly nudged Xie Meirong, urging her to be more cautious with her words.
However, Mo Chen coughed, unable to ignore their words.
He looked between the two with a mixture of surprise and a hint of curiosity, his expression a mix of emotions, wondering if Bai Wenling really liked him.
The same goes for Zhang Wei, and rest of the crowd, all eyes focused on Bai Wenling, to examine her reaction.
Girls love gossip, and among this group, Xie Meirong seemed to be most interested into it.
However, to everyone's disappointmetn,?Bai Wenling chose to brush off Xie Meirong's remark, treating it as a light-hearted joke.
The conversation in the room gradually resumed, the atmosphere relaxing.
Despite the initial awkwardness, Mo Chen found himself drawn to steal glances at Xie Meirong. Her aura of mystery and the graceful way she carried herself had captivated him in a way he hadn't anticipated.
However, the humiliation she had subjected him to served as a valuable lesson – approaching her required more than just confidence; it demanded a carefully planned approach.
As the conversation continued to flow, it eventually shifted towards Song Shoushan, prompting her to share about the unique "School Flower" ranking system at Minghui No.1 High School, situated in the north district.
She explained that this ranking was determined by a combination of factors including wealth, beauty, and personal characteristics.
Every month, the list would change as per the evaluations of the students.
However, the top three positions had remained unchanged for the past three years.
The coveted first place was held by Wang Xiaoying, the daughter of the prestigious Wang family.
Song Shoushan's own name occupied the second spot, a fact she mentioned with a mix of pride and reluctance.
And lastly, the third position was taken by Mo Yunxi. Song Shoushan noted that Mo Yunxi could have possibly claimed the top spot if not for her more modest background.
While Song Shoushan shared this information, the others listened with evident interest.
For her part, discussing the ranking system was a bit frustrating for Song Shoushan, as it highlighted the superficial aspects of popularity and constantly annoyed her.
In the midst of their conversation, a sudden realization seemed to dawn upon Song Shoushan. Her eyes lit up as she posed a question to Mo Chen, "Wait a minute... Your surname is Mo, isn't it? Are you Mo Yunxi's brother?"
Mo Chen felt the weight of the eyes on him, a mild embarrassment coloring his face as he nodded in response.
He had assumed that Song Shoushan was already aware of him due to his sister's presence, but it seemed his previous low profile had kept him unnoticed.
A spark of excitement lit up Song Shoushan's eyes as she clapped her hands together, her guess proving correct
But before she could delve deeper into their connection, her expression shifted to one of complexity. "Wait a second," she interjected, her gaze moving towards Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei. "Both of you are from Xiangyun Art School, right?" she questioned, her tone a mix of surprise and intrigue.
Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei exchanged a meaningful glance before nodding in unison.
Song Shoushan's eyes widened in realization. "Isn't that the same school where those recent incidents of killings have been happening?" she asked, her voice falling into a hushed tone as a heavy atmosphere settled over the room.
!!
Zhang Wei's mind raced with curiosity as he glanced at Xie Meirong, his thoughts veering into speculation. 'Could she be the killer?' he wondered, his mind analyzing the situation.
However, Xie Meirong's gaze met his, her expression conveying confusion. She tilted her head slightly, clearly unaware of his thoughts.
Shaking his head subtly, Zhang Wei dismissed the notion. He believed that the probability of the killer being male was higher, considering that all the victims were high school girls.
Xiong Mei chimed in, providing further insight. "Yes, the school has been closed for the past few days due to the incidents," she confirmed, shedding light on the situation.
Song Shoushan's curiosity seemed insatiable, firing off question after question to the duo from Xiangyun Art School.
Her inquiries ranged from the eerie—how it felt to live in proximity to a serial killer—to the more factual, such as the number of victims and the general atmosphere surrounding the incidents.
Xiong Mei answered the questions with a mix of awkwardness and sincerity, while Xie Meirong's response was marked by a faint sigh, indicating her weariness of the conversation's direction.
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Chapter 168 Xie Meirong: Mo Chen humiliated again?
The seamless transition spoke louder than words, hinting at an underlying dynamic that Mo Chen wasn't privy to.
Bai Wenling couldn't help but suppress a chuckle as she caught Xie Meirong's subtle yet effective signal.
She gestured toward the vacant spot with a nod, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. "It seems you've been assigned a new seat," she remarked, her tone light.
Mo Chen blinked, his surprise evident as he tried to process the unexpected shift.
With an awkward yet good-natured smile, he complied, moving to the indicated spot near the girls.
His earlier confidence seemed to waver in the face of this sudden change.
As he settled into his new seat, Mo Chen's composure took a hit.
The presence of so many beautiful women seemed to create an almost suffocating pressure, causing his brain to momentarily freeze.
The room lapsed into an awkward silence, the tension palpable. Mo Chen found himself at a loss, unsure of how to navigate the unfamiliar territory he had unwittingly stepped into.
Unlike Zhang Wei, he lacked the innate ability to gauge which women could be approached directly and which required a more cautious approach.
Xie Meirong's actions left Mo Chen feeling slightly humiliated, yet he didn't raise his voice out.
Bai Wenling's brow furrowed in mild surprise, her eyes darting back and forth between Xie Meirong and Mo Chen.
Unable to contain her amusement, she let out a soft chuckle, her affectionate tone breaking the momentary tension. "Xie Meirong, you really don't have to be so dramatic," she remarked, helplessly.
Xie Meirong's lips curved into a small, enigmatic smile.
Her orchid-like eyes held Mo Chen's gaze for a fleeting moment before she turned her attention elsewhere.
Her gaze swept over Mo Chen, then swiftly moved towards Bai Wenling, her words holding an unexpected twist. "I never expected you to be interested in this kind of men," she commented with a faint smile.
!!
Her statement hung in the air, causing a ripple of surprise and disbelief among the others, especially Bai Wenling.
Bai Wenling's lips twitched with a mixture of astonishment and mild embarrassment.
She lightly nudged Xie Meirong, urging her to be more cautious with her words.
However, Mo Chen coughed, unable to ignore their words.
He looked between the two with a mixture of surprise and a hint of curiosity, his expression a mix of emotions, wondering if Bai Wenling really liked him.
The same goes for Zhang Wei, and rest of the crowd, all eyes focused on Bai Wenling, to examine her reaction.
Girls love gossip, and among this group, Xie Meirong seemed to be most interested into it.
However, to everyone's disappointmetn,?Bai Wenling chose to brush off Xie Meirong's remark, treating it as a light-hearted joke.
The conversation in the room gradually resumed, the atmosphere relaxing.
Despite the initial awkwardness, Mo Chen found himself drawn to steal glances at Xie Meirong. Her aura of mystery and the graceful way she carried herself had captivated him in a way he hadn't anticipated.
However, the humiliation she had subjected him to served as a valuable lesson – approaching her required more than just confidence; it demanded a carefully planned approach.
As the conversation continued to flow, it eventually shifted towards Song Shoushan, prompting her to share about the unique "School Flower" ranking system at Minghui No.1 High School, situated in the north district.
She explained that this ranking was determined by a combination of factors including wealth, beauty, and personal characteristics.
Every month, the list would change as per the evaluations of the students.
However, the top three positions had remained unchanged for the past three years.
The coveted first place was held by Wang Xiaoying, the daughter of the prestigious Wang family.
Song Shoushan's own name occupied the second spot, a fact she mentioned with a mix of pride and reluctance.
And lastly, the third position was taken by Mo Yunxi. Song Shoushan noted that Mo Yunxi could have possibly claimed the top spot if not for her more modest background.
While Song Shoushan shared this information, the others listened with evident interest.
For her part, discussing the ranking system was a bit frustrating for Song Shoushan, as it highlighted the superficial aspects of popularity and constantly annoyed her.
In the midst of their conversation, a sudden realization seemed to dawn upon Song Shoushan. Her eyes lit up as she posed a question to Mo Chen, "Wait a minute... Your surname is Mo, isn't it? Are you Mo Yunxi's brother?"
Mo Chen felt the weight of the eyes on him, a mild embarrassment coloring his face as he nodded in response.
He had assumed that Song Shoushan was already aware of him due to his sister's presence, but it seemed his previous low profile had kept him unnoticed.
A spark of excitement lit up Song Shoushan's eyes as she clapped her hands together, her guess proving correct
But before she could delve deeper into their connection, her expression shifted to one of complexity. "Wait a second," she interjected, her gaze moving towards Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei. "Both of you are from Xiangyun Art School, right?" she questioned, her tone a mix of surprise and intrigue.
Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei exchanged a meaningful glance before nodding in unison.
Song Shoushan's eyes widened in realization. "Isn't that the same school where those recent incidents of killings have been happening?" she asked, her voice falling into a hushed tone as a heavy atmosphere settled over the room.
!!
Zhang Wei's mind raced with curiosity as he glanced at Xie Meirong, his thoughts veering into speculation. 'Could she be the killer?' he wondered, his mind analyzing the situation.
However, Xie Meirong's gaze met his, her expression conveying confusion. She tilted her head slightly, clearly unaware of his thoughts.
Shaking his head subtly, Zhang Wei dismissed the notion. He believed that the probability of the killer being male was higher, considering that all the victims were high school girls.
Xiong Mei chimed in, providing further insight. "Yes, the school has been closed for the past few days due to the incidents," she confirmed, shedding light on the situation.
Song Shoushan's curiosity seemed insatiable, firing off question after question to the duo from Xiangyun Art School.
Her inquiries ranged from the eerie—how it felt to live in proximity to a serial killer—to the more factual, such as the number of victims and the general atmosphere surrounding the incidents.
Xiong Mei answered the questions with a mix of awkwardness and sincerity, while Xie Meirong's response was marked by a faint sigh, indicating her weariness of the conversation's direction.
Chapter 168 Xie Meirong: Mo Chen humiliated again? The seamless transition spoke louder than words, hinting at an underlying dynamic that Mo Chen wasn't privy to. Bai Wenling couldn't help but suppress a chuckle as she caught Xie Meirong's subtle yet effective signal. She gestured toward the vacant spot with a nod, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. "It seems you've been assigned a new seat," she remarked, her tone light. Mo Chen blinked, his surprise evident as he tried to process the unexpected shift. With an awkward yet good-natured smile, he complied, moving to the indicated spot near the girls. His earlier confidence seemed to waver in the face of this sudden change. As he settled into his new seat, Mo Chen's composure took a hit. The presence of so many beautiful women seemed to create an almost suffocating pressure, causing his brain to momentarily freeze. The room lapsed into an awkward silence, the tension palpable. Mo Chen found himself at a loss, unsure of how to navigate the unfamiliar territory he had unwittingly stepped into. Unlike Zhang Wei, he lacked the innate ability to gauge which women could be approached directly and which required a more cautious approach. Xie Meirong's actions left Mo Chen feeling slightly humiliated, yet he didn't raise his voice out. Bai Wenling's brow furrowed in mild surprise, her eyes darting back and forth between Xie Meirong and Mo Chen. Unable to contain her amusement, she let out a soft chuckle, her affectionate tone breaking the momentary tension. "Xie Meirong, you really don't have to be so dramatic," she remarked, helplessly. Xie Meirong's lips curved into a small, enigmatic smile. Her orchid-like eyes held Mo Chen's gaze for a fleeting moment before she turned her attention elsewhere. Her gaze swept over Mo Chen, then swiftly moved towards Bai Wenling, her words holding an unexpected twist. "I never expected you to be interested in this kind of men," she commented with a faint smile. !! Her statement hung in the air, causing a ripple of surprise and disbelief among the others, especially Bai Wenling. Bai Wenling's lips twitched with a mixture of astonishment and mild embarrassment. She lightly nudged Xie Meirong, urging her to be more cautious with her words. However, Mo Chen coughed, unable to ignore their words. He looked between the two with a mixture of surprise and a hint of curiosity, his expression a mix of emotions, wondering if Bai Wenling really liked him. The same goes for Zhang Wei, and rest of the crowd, all eyes focused on Bai Wenling, to examine her reaction. Girls love gossip, and among this group, Xie Meirong seemed to be most interested into it. However, to everyone's disappointmetn,?Bai Wenling chose to brush off Xie Meirong's remark, treating it as a light-hearted joke. The conversation in the room gradually resumed, the atmosphere relaxing. Despite the initial awkwardness, Mo Chen found himself drawn to steal glances at Xie Meirong. Her aura of mystery and the graceful way she carried herself had captivated him in a way he hadn't anticipated. However, the humiliation she had subjected him to served as a valuable lesson approaching her required more than just confidence; it demanded a carefully planned approach. As the conversation continued to flow, it eventually shifted towards Song Shoushan, prompting her to share about the unique "School Flower" ranking system at Minghui No.1 High School, situated in the north district. She explained that this ranking was determined by a combination of factors including wealth, beauty, and personal characteristics. Every month, the list would change as per the evaluations of the students. However, the top three positions had remained unchanged for the past three years. The coveted first place was held by Wang Xiaoying, the daughter of the prestigious Wang family. Song Shoushan's own name occupied the second spot, a fact she mentioned with a mix of pride and reluctance. And lastly, the third position was taken by Mo Yunxi. Song Shoushan noted that Mo Yunxi could have possibly claimed the top spot if not for her more modest background. While Song Shoushan shared this information, the others listened with evident interest. For her part, discussing the ranking system was a bit frustrating for Song Shoushan, as it highlighted the superficial aspects of popularity and constantly annoyed her. In the midst of their conversation, a sudden realization seemed to dawn upon Song Shoushan. Her eyes lit up as she posed a question to Mo Chen, "Wait a minute... Your surname is Mo, isn't it? Are you Mo Yunxi's brother?" Mo Chen felt the weight of the eyes on him, a mild embarrassment coloring his face as he nodded in response. He had assumed that Song Shoushan was already aware of him due to his sister's presence, but it seemed his previous low profile had kept him unnoticed. A spark of excitement lit up Song Shoushan's eyes as she clapped her hands together, her guess proving correct But before she could delve deeper into their connection, her expression shifted to one of complexity. "Wait a second," she interjected, her gaze moving towards Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei. "Both of you are from Xiangyun Art School, right?" she questioned, her tone a mix of surprise and intrigue. Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei exchanged a meaningful glance before nodding in unison. Song Shoushan's eyes widened in realization. "Isn't that the same school where those recent incidents of killings have been happening?" she asked, her voice falling into a hushed tone as a heavy atmosphere settled over the room. !! Zhang Wei's mind raced with curiosity as he glanced at Xie Meirong, his thoughts veering into speculation. 'Could she be the killer?' he wondered, his mind analyzing the situation. However, Xie Meirong's gaze met his, her expression conveying confusion. She tilted her head slightly, clearly unaware of his thoughts. Shaking his head subtly, Zhang Wei dismissed the notion. He believed that the probability of the killer being male was higher, considering that all the victims were high school girls. Xiong Mei chimed in, providing further insight. "Yes, the school has been closed for the past few days due to the incidents," she confirmed, shedding light on the situation. Song Shoushan's curiosity seemed insatiable, firing off question after question to the duo from Xiangyun Art School. Her inquiries ranged from the eeriehow it felt to live in proximity to a serial killerto the more factual, such as the number of victims and the general atmosphere surrounding the incidents. Xiong Mei answered the questions with a mix of awkwardness and sincerity, while Xie Meirong's response was marked by a faint sigh, indicating her weariness of the conversation's direction.
