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

"Oh, spam texts..." The soup bubbled as Shen Mochen lifted the lid to add salt, his face calm. "Lately, there have been so many spam texts, all trying to scam money! I wonder which app leaked my personal information. I curse these bosses to have sons without buttholes!"

"Oh—" Yin Caiyu elongated her tone, "Really?"

Shen Mochen nodded vigorously, first adding potato starch then pouring in egg mixture, "Yes, telephone scams have been rampant recently. You should be careful too..."

Yin Caiyu couldn't help but slam the table, "Stop beating around the bush, is it a young girl?"

"Actually, it's just my classmate."

"A female classmate?"

"I'm the procurement committee member for the class reunion activities, so I have to keep in touch with my classmates frequently..."

Yin Caiyu cut to the chase, while Shen Mochen dodged the real issue.

But this really wasn't very effective, sometimes avoidance is the most honest answer.

"Ah, there's someone streaking outside the window!"

Yin Caiyu pointed at the kitchen window with a surprised face.

"Where? Where?"

Shen Mochen quickly put his phone into his pocket, then stuck his head out to look.

Seeing that her plan didn't work, Yin Caiyu clicked her tongue in disappointment. She realized that the other party also knew that this was the third floor and that no one running nude could be seen.

So, she decisively changed her strategy and decided to play the emotional card.

After adjusting her breathing and brewing for a moment, Yin Caiyu cast a pitiful sigh, "I can't believe the little brother I raised by hand has started keeping little secrets. Wailing, he's becoming rebellious, it breaks my heart..."

"Hey, isn't that a bit much..."

"Wailing..."

"Alright, stop pretending, it really is just my classmate."

Shen Mochen looked at Yin Caiyu, who was crying prettier than she laughed, and helplessly handed the phone to her, even though her acting skills were pitiful.

Yin Caiyu took it with a bit of restraint, just about to unlock it, then stopped less than a centimeter from the screen.

She stared at Shen Mochen, "This is not what I wanted to see, it's you who insisted I see this!"

Shen Mochen's mouth twitched slightly, no outsiders were present, no need to deceive herself!

"...Ah, right, right, right, I begged you to look, go ahead!"

Yin Caiyu then unlocked the phone with her fingerprint, the screen displaying a message from an unfamiliar number, seemingly not close, or else there wouldn't be a lack of a saved contact name.

The message was simple, just one line: "This is my mobile number, save it."

This clearly wasn't the spam text Shen Mochen referred to, but it also didn't have anything special.

Shen Mochen ladled soup while casually observing Yin Caiyu's expression, his face composed.

He had guessed whose number it was at first glance. Besides Catherine, no one else would send him such a message.

The message itself revealed nothing, and given Catherine's personality and their relationship, she was unlikely to subsequently use nicknames like 'brother,' 'hubby,' 'honey,' etc.

However, since Yin Caiyu was beside him, Shen Mochen initially made a small mistake. Although he quickly calmed down and decisively handed over his phone, he still couldn't fully rectify it.

But why he felt panicked receiving a text from his girlfriend in front of Yin Caiyu, Shen Mochen himself couldn't clearly explain, nor had he thought about it.

Perhaps it was because she was also somewhat like a sister-in-law, or maybe because Shen Mochen found it troublesome to explain... or perhaps for some other reason.

But regardless, Yin Caiyu didn't need to know that he was dating someone else, since they were going to break up soon anyway.

"What's there to hide? I thought you were secretly doing something illegal!"

Yin Caiyu fiddled with the phone a few times and handed it back to Shen Mochen, justifying her actions along the way.

"Actually, even if girls approach you, it's fine. You're not getting any younger, so dating is perfectly normal!" Yin Caiyu turned her head away, asserting firmly, "I'm not unreasonable. I won't force you to stay single for Xiaolian your entire life!"

"Alright, enough. I'm not interested in dating anyone right now. I just want to study well and make money. Love and all that jazz!"

In front of Yin Caiyu, Shen Mochen labeled the unfamiliar number as "Old Fengye."

"Her surname is Fengye?" Yin Caiyu snuck a peek.

"Close enough," Shen Mochen answered vaguely.

Catherine's full name was quite complex; even he could be forgiven for not wanting to explain.

The sound of the exhaust fan gradually died down, and Yin Caiyu carried bowls of food back and forth between the kitchen and the living room, her bare feet tapping daintily on the floor.

Shen Mochen grabbed two bowls of rice and chopsticks and sat down at the dining table, glancing at the somewhat oversized shirt on Yin Caiyu, "Don't you think the shirt you're wearing is a bit large?"

"Is it?"

"It is because it's my shirt; you got dressed in the wrong one again, dummy."

"But I feel the shirt fits just right..." Yin Caiyu tilted her head, suddenly blushing, "Ah, could it be that my breasts are too large and stretch out the fabric?"

"When will you have a correct understanding of yourself? You just stuff your bra too much..."

"Xiaochen, three strikes and you're out. What do you think this is?" Yin Caiyu reached out one hand, smiling as she caressed Shen Mochen's face, and the other hand shaped like a chop, brought close to his face, gentle as a knife, "Now, I can still let you rephrase that, you know."

What does this mean, threatening me? A true man is unbending in the face of power! Am I scared of your domestic abuse?

Shen Mochen kept a straight face, seriously spoke, "Sis, I just realized your figure is truly perfect, curvy and devastatingly gorgeous. Even this old shirt looks like it's on a descending fairy when you wear it!"

Well, wise is he who recognizes the times and circumstances, and the true noble is not contentious without fault. This is simply not stooping to her level, definitely not because I'm scared of Yin Caiyu's fierce slap!

Yin Caiyu contentedly lowered her hand, covering her face, the other hand mock-shyly patted Shen Mochen's shoulder, "Oh, why say such bare truths; you're making me blush! Even if I am curvaceous, you could've been more subtle about it!"

So shameless, Shen Mochen thought, as I recall, a B-Cup's bust size is about 13 centimeters or so. You're hardly half Catherine's size!

However, pressed by Yin Caiyu's tyranny, at this moment, he could only suppress his conscience, furiously but silently enduring.

The two chatted casually as they ate, but every time Shen Mochen looked up, he caught Yin Caiyu staring at him with a somewhat strange expression.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Shen Mochen unconsciously touched his face, thinking there was something on it.

"I'm looking at your funny head!"

Yin Caiyu scrutinized Shen Mochen's spikey hairstyle and burst into laughter. Given his thick, long hair, the ponytail looked like a cascading fountain, which was utterly amusing.

"It's all your doing!" Shen Mochen glared at her but didn't undo the ponytail.

Yin Caiyu snatched a piece of meat from Shen Mochen's chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth, "I think you shouldn't cover your face; being good-looking doesn't necessarily mean you will be bullied by classmates. Also, if some guys are jealous of you, surely some girls will protect you, just like in your last school!"

Shen Mochen picked up a smaller piece of meat and replied lightly, "I think the whole process is just too troublesome, and the backgrounds of First Middle School students are not to be underestimated."

"Um… didn't you say there was a foreign girl in your class who always gave you a hard time? If she knew how good-looking you are, she would probably stop bullying you!" Yin Caiyu raised her head and asked, "Oh, by the way, has she bullied you recently?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

The food choked him, and Shen Mochen's face changed as he began to cough violently.

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Back to being Yin Caiyu, there's no need to follow blindly or act out of spite, just like that. There's one more chapter.