Abstract World? "What? A domineering CEO's forced love? Does something like that really happen?"
Hearing this, Mo Shang's face showed a trace of astonishment. It reminded him of all sorts of novels he had read before, filled with bizarre larger-than-life characters—switched-at-birth heiresses, chasing a wife to the crematorium...
"It's true. I feel like this world is way too absurd. Every single one of them is like some kind of impostor."
Just as Mo Shang was puzzled, Wu Ming came out of the kitchen carrying tea, his face deadly serious as he spoke.
"What absurd nonsense? I think you've read so many novels that you've gone stupid."
At the side, Wu Ming's mother immediately shot Wu Ming a glare upon hearing that. Then she turned to Mo Shang and the other two. "It's already noon. You young people keep chatting; Auntie will go cook. Stay for lunch later, okay..."
With that, Wu Ming's mother got up and went into the kitchen, leaving Mo Shang and the other two in the living room.
"What I said is true. I think this world is just a slapdash troupe, especially those domineering CEOs. They're practically no different from criminal gangs..."
Seeing his mother leave, Wu Ming hurriedly sat beside Mo Shang and began quietly complaining.
Hearing him say that, Mo Shang immediately gave Wu Ming an appraising once-over. "You aren't a transmigrator, are you?"
"Uh, no, Boss. Have you read too many novels too?" Wu Ming was somewhat confused, unable to understand why Mo Shang would ask that.
"Then that's strange. Could it be that you really have read too many novels?" Mo Shang looked at Wu Ming with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
In truth, Mo Shang had already confirmed that Wu Ming was not a transmigrator, but he still asked.