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

Liu Chaoyan laughed without a word and turned to walk toward Han Muxue's room.

Shen Mochen, holding Xia Qingrou's foot, chuckled, "White, eh? Senior Xia seems to have a preference for this style."

At first, Xia Qingrou didn't react, but then her face turned red with embarrassment, and she bit her lip, "You scoundrel, don't look! Let go!"

Shen Mochen defended himself righteously, "You were the one who invited me to look!"

Xia Qingrou, flustered with anger, said, "If you keep this up, I'm going to tell the inspectors!"

"Alright, alright, I'll let go," Shen Mochen said reluctantly, gently placing Xia Qingrou's foot back on the sofa and even casually pulling down her skirt for her.

It was only then that Xia Qingrou huffily nestled into the corner of the sofa and started munching on a watermelon.

Shen Mochen shamelessly scooted closer, "Don't be mad, come on, so I saw your underwear, big deal! I could let you see mine, and then we'd be even!"

Xia Qingrou found it funny but held back her laughter, keeping a straight face, "Who would want to see yours, that's disgusting!"

Shen Mochen lowered his voice as if he was sharing a great secret, "Secretly tell you, I'm also wearing white today, couple's style, you know!"

"Pfft!"

Xia Qingrou couldn't hold back anymore; she spat out a mouthful of watermelon juice and then choked, coughing repeatedly.

Shen Mochen laughed and patted her back, deliberately making cheeky comments, "Eat slower, no one's competing with you."

With a blush spreading across her face, Xia Qingrou glared at Shen Mochen, "It's all because you talk nonsense!"

"What did I say? I just mentioned that I'm wearing white couple's underwear like yours..."

"Pfft..."

Once again, Xia Qingrou couldn't help but find it humorous. Why did she find such a low-level joke so funny!

Her face contorted as she clenched her teeth angrily, "Don't say another word! I'm not interested!"

Shen Mochen whispered persistently, "Fine, I won't say it, but even if you don't let me, it doesn't change the fact that we're wearing couple's underwear."

Unable to keep her composure any longer, Xia Qingrou put down the watermelon and went back to her room, but soon returned, snorted, and continued to eat her watermelon.

"Hey, you didn't go in just now to change your underwear, did you?" Shen Mochen scrutinized her, his face full of incredulous sadness.

Xia Qingrou snorted and ignored him, quite satisfied with Shen Mochen's expression.

"Ay, what color did you change into?" Shen Mochen kicked Xia Qingrou's foot.

"Why should I tell you!" Xia Qingrou was exasperated by Shen Mochen's shamelessness.

"Then I'll check for myself."

Shen Mochen pretended to lift Xia Qingrou's skirt. She jumped in fright, wanting to kick him but fearing that it would be exactly what he wanted, and he'd get to see anyway. So she held down the hem of her skirt and defeatedly blurted out, "Blue, it's blue, okay? Are you happy now? You gonna go change too?"

"Blue? What a coincidence! I was just joking earlier about wearing white. I'm actually wearing blue underwear today. It seems we're truly a match made in heaven!"

Shen Mochen's face lit up with surprise as he said this and tugged at his trousers, revealing the blue edge of his underwear.

"Dream on!"

Xia Qingrou kicked out at Shen Mochen again, frustrated and livid.

Oh Lord, please take away his superpower. What kind of ex-boyfriend is this, nothing but a frustrating scourge!

Xia Qingrou felt a headache coming on. How had she never realized this man was so carefree before!

Thinking that he had already seen everything, the more Xia Qingrou kicked, the angrier she got, and she couldn't help but give a few extra kicks before snatching the watermelon from Shen Mochen's hands and gobbling it down with fervor.

Shen Mochen let out a laugh but finally regained a bit of seriousness, pulling out a wet wipe to clean Xia Qingrou's mouth.

"I'll do it myself!"

Xia Qingrou snatched the wet wipe and roughly dabbed at her own mouth a few times. Then she took a deep breath, telling herself to stay calm and not to be led by the nose by this jerk.

"Hey, I want to ask you something." Xia Qingrou felt her mood had calmed down and awkwardly began, "What was the deal the other day, what was that important thing you said you absolutely had to do?"

"Do you want to know?" Shen Mochen pointed at his own mouth, "Give me a kiss and I'll tell you."

"I'll kiss you my foot!" Xia Qingrou ground her teeth, "Forget it if you're not going to talk. Don't expect me to care about you in the future!"

"Okay, okay, I'll talk!" Shen Mochen had a mysterious look on his face, "Actually, I went and kidnapped the Governor of Gaotang State and a bunch of big shots, forcing them to betroth a princess to me!"

Xia Qingrou clearly didn't believe him, thinking Shen Mochen was making fun of her, and rolled her eyes dismissively, "Why don't you say you kidnapped the Emperor of Roman and forced him to marry you the Roman Princess!"

"That Princess is flat-chested; I don't like her at all." Shen Mochen laughed.

Really, he was telling the truth, yet you don't believe it. Don't blame me for not telling you later!

Xia Qingrou didn't feel the need to clarify what Shen Mochen had been up to that day because Liu Chaoyan had told her that Shen Mochen was on a mission and that she shouldn't bother him. Maybe it had something to do with that.

"Never mind, I can't be bothered with your stuff..." Xia Qingrou pouted, "I just wanted to ask, did you succeed in what you wanted to do?"

"..." Shen Mochen paused for a moment and then nodded with a smile, "I guess you could say it was a success!"

"As long as it was successful."

Xia Qingrou also curved her lips into a smile and sank into the corner of the sofa to play with her phone, paying no further attention to him.

"Wow..." Xia Qingrou suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Shen Mochen asked curiously.

Xia Qingrou showed him her phone screen, which displayed a very blurry nighttime video.

"There's been another person who awakened their superpower in Yu Huai City the other day, secretly testing their powers in the park, and someone outside caught it on video."

Shen Mochen looked at the footage on the video. It must have been casually shot with a mobile phone; the filmer was quite far away, plus it was night, so the quality wasn't clear, and the face couldn't be seen.

But Shen Mochen recognized the person as Catherine at a glance—after all, a 40-meter sword is quite distinctive.

"So what if there is." Shen Mochen calmly returned the phone.

"You're such a blockhead." Xia Qingrou said disdainfully, "This person might well be our future teammate, you know. I think her superpower looks really cool, maybe even stronger than Shuangshuang's!"

Shen Mochen unenthusiastically threw cold water on the idea: "That's impossible. I mean, she can't be our teammate because she's not from Yupi and has already returned to her country."

"You know her?"

"Yeah, she was a classmate of mine at First Middle School."

If it had been the old Shen Mochen, he would have definitely made something up at this point. But ever since the day they broke up, when he saw Xia Qingrou's tears, Shen Mochen didn't want to lie to her so much.

Of course, sometimes you don't have to lie to hide some truths.

"She's from which country?"

"Roman."

"From Roman too, huh..." Xia Qingrou muttered.

Maybe it was Shen Mochen's natural expression, but Xia Qingrou didn't suspect that this Roman girl with awakened superpowers was so coincidentally Shen Mochen's ex-girlfriend.

"Shuangshuang also went to Roman, right? I wonder if she's arrived by now."

Xia Qingrou suddenly whispered softly.