Chapter 111

His voice was lovely, and the story was tragic... A classic setup.

Shen Baili summed it up in one sentence.

A sick mother, a gambling father, a sister still in school, and a broken man.

She studied White Moon, feeling that this character setup was strangely familiar.

A-Deng jumped in. "I know! I've seen it on a fiction site!"

Shen Baili said, "You've been reading smut behind my back? You're a system!"

A-Deng said, "I'm studying human culture. I have to learn all of it, meow~"

White Moon saw her solemn expression. "It's just a story. Every male model here has a different one every day."

"Don't let them fool you, my patron." White Moon winked.

Shen Baili asked, "Do you read novels to come up with your characters too?"

White Moon chuckled. "I don't, but Kong Wu loves them."

Shen Baili glanced at Kong Wu, who was lifting his shirt to show off his eight-pack, and took a moment to admire it.

"His abs are impressive."

She had only ever managed four. With the National College Entrance Examination approaching, she'd had little time to work out, and now she was down to two.

White Moon caught the appreciation in her eyes. "I don't have abs. Just pecs."

Her gaze drifted to his slightly sheer shirt. She could just make out the lines of his muscles beneath it.

"You have lovely pecs."

There wasn't a trace of innuendo in her eyes, only sincere friendliness.

The question Want to see? died on White Moon's lips. "Thank you," he answered earnestly.

Shen Baili suddenly asked, "What happened to the sick mother in that story?"

"Huh?"

White Moon froze, then realized she meant the story he'd told earlier.

"She died," White Moon said.

His family was gone.

"I'm sorry," Shen Baili said.

"It