"Fine, I'll tell my mom about it."
Lin An rubbed his temples.
His family relationships felt even harder to untangle than a battlefield of romance.
Just then, the laboratory door was violently shoved open.
"Wife!"
Gu Yue stormed in furiously.
Several tears had been ripped into her school uniform.
Her face still bore bruises from her fight with Tang Wuling.
But her violet eyes shone brilliantly, like two blazing Core Flames.
She first shot Leng Yaozhu a vicious glare.
Then she moved close to Lin An and wriggled her nose like a puppy.
She sniffed him all over—
His neck, shoulders, collar, cuffs—not a single spot was spared.
The next second, her face darkened completely.
Her wife was covered in that old woman's scent!
From his shoulders to his back, from his collar to his cuffs.
It was so strong it had practically seeped into him.
How long had they been hugging to leave such a heavy scent?
"Yue'er, who allowed you to come in?"
Leng Yaozhu frowned, her voice regaining its authority.
"Have you forgotten what we discussed last night?"
Leng Yaozhu's gaze turned cold.
"If you took the money, you should act like you took the money."
Gu Yue had originally been full of fury.
But upon hearing that, her momentum was instantly doused with ice water.
She remembered the new dress and earrings.
She remembered the transfer records on her communicator—
She immediately wilted, her shoulders slumping.
All she could do was grab Lin An's hand with a wronged expression.
Her voice was soft enough to melt. "Come on, let's go home."
"What home? The Spirit Pagoda is your home."
Leng Yaozhu grabbed Gu Yue and yanked her back, black lines forming across her face.
She was certain that if she did not stop her,
Gu Yue