"Madam, please hear out!" Su Mo spoke up.
Yang Qingyun folded her arms beneath her chest and looked at him with an amused smile.
"Oh?"
"Then please explain."
Her tone sounded gentle.
Which sohow made Su Mo even more nervous.
"I’m honestly very curious." She slowly continued, "What possible reason could you have for visiting my daughter so late at night?"
"Not just once, either, but several tis."
Every sentence landed accurately.
Like tiny invisible knives stabbing him.
"And there were even occasions where you stayed in her room from evening until the next morning." Yang Qingyun sighed dramatically. "Sneaking out at dawn like so suspicious thief."
Then her gaze shifted toward Yang Qingxi nearby.
"And my daughter..." Her expression beca increasingly complicated. "I still can’t understand how she beca shaless enough to do dirty talk at the breakfast table."
"???"
Yang Qingxi froze completely.
What the heck was her mother even talking about now?!
anwhile, Su Mo instantly understood everything.
[I see.]
His expression beca subtle.
[Those blabbermouth maids and butlers definitely misunderstood things, added their own strange imagination, then reported all the nonsense to her.]
[And now this misunderstanding exploded into this family eting.]
Su Mo imdiately decided inwardly:
[I need to clarify this properly.]
Unfortunately, before he could speak, Yang Qingxi suddenly interrupted hurriedly.
"Why are you here, Mom?"
Her tone ca out suspiciously fast. Almost as if she were afraid soone might continue talking.
Yang Qingyun imdiately pouted.
"Don’t sound so cold." She sat back down gracefully. "I just wanted to check on my daughter after being away for so long."
"But weren’t you abroad with Dad?" Yang Qingxi frowned slightly.
"Mm."
Yang Qingyun nodded casually.
"But then I heard so interesting things from your brother. So I had to return early."
As she spoke, her aningful gaze drifted between Su Mo and Yang Qingxi repeatedly.
The atmosphere instantly changed.
"YANG ZHEN!"
Yang Qingxi uttered the na through gritted teeth.
Her beautiful face instantly turned cold.
At this mont, Yang Zhen’s future already looked tragic.
If he appeared before her anyti soon, he was definitely getting beaten.
anwhile, Yang Qingyun rely smiled calmly while enjoying her daughter’s reaction. She felt no guilt about selling out her son.
Then, her gaze gradually returned toward Su Mo again.
"Well then, Qingxi."
Her lips curved slightly upward.
"Why don’t you explain your relationship with this young man?"
She intentionally emphasised the next words.
"Your so-called bodyguard."
Yang Qingxi’s expression stiffened slightly. She actually looked sowhat embarrassed.
However, unlike earlier teasing, Yang Qingyun’s gaze had already subtly changed.
Although her tone remained warm and casual, hidden vigilance clearly existed beneath it.
This was no longer simple joking.
She was seriously probing them.
"Where exactly did he co from?" Yang Qingyun asked calmly.
"Why is there absolutely no information about him?"
"Everything I investigated..." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Turned out to be fake records fabricated by you."
Silence briefly filled the hall.
Li i quietly hugged her knees while nervously watching the atmosphere.
Even she could tell that things had suddenly beco serious.
anwhile, Yang Qingxi glanced toward Su Mo. Then sighed inwardly.
Looks like there was no avoiding it anymore.
As for Su Mo, he honestly didn’t understand why Miss Yang tried so hard earlier to hide these things from her mother.
From his perspective, revealing cultivation matters earlier would actually benefit them.
After all, Yang Qingyun clearly had connections with the supernatural world. She probably knew many things that they weren’t aware of.
He had many questions for which he wanted answers. Now, this was a good opportunity.
After thinking briefly, Su Mo finally made his decision.
He glanced toward Yang Qingxi.
She hesitated for a mont before eventually nodding slightly with another helpless sigh.
Seeing her agreent, Su Mo imdiately straightened his posture.
Then, he lightly coughed once.
"Actually, Madam..."
"There’s a reason why you couldn’t investigate my background."
Yang Qingyun folded her arms again.
"I’m listening."
Her eyes calmly watched him.
anwhile, Su Mo instantly switched modes.
His expression gradually beca profound.
It was reminiscent. Almost lonely.
Like so hidden expert carrying countless stories behind him.
"Since childhood..." Su Mo slowly began speaking in a heavy emotional tone, "I lived with my master deep within the mountains."
Yang Qingxi’s lips twitched imdiately.
This again?
Wasn’t this literally the exact sa excuse he told Zhang Xulin before?
This shaless, lazy man didn’t even bother changing the script.
anwhile, Su Mo continued seriously.
"Every single day..."
"I endured harsh training to gain his knowledge and skills."
"For that, I experienced unimaginable suffering."
His expression beca increasingly dramatic.
Yang Qingxi silently stared at him.
If she didn’t already know the truth, even she might’ve almost believed this nonsense... again.
"Only after completing all my master’s trials..." Su Mo sighed deeply while looking toward the ceiling at forty-five degrees, "... was I finally permitted to enter secular society."
His tone carried endless emotion.
Then he slowly lowered his gaze.
"I..."
He placed one hand against his chest.
"Am Su Mo."
"Just an unknown cultivator."
The mont those words ended, his body slowly rose into the air.
Yang Qingyun’s calm expression instantly shattered.
"...?!"
Her beautiful eyes widened visibly.
Even Li i opened her mouth in shock. ’Uncle Brother is so cool.’
Su Mo calmly floated a few ters above the ground while maintaining a mysterious expression.
At this mont, he truly resembled so hidden immortal expert revealing his identity.
anwhile, inside his heart:
[Hehe.]
[My Oscar-level acting must have definitely shocked her.]
Yang Qingyun was indeed surprised, but it was only for a mont.
"A cultivator? I see... but your story sounds familiar. Like those novels I used to read."
Now it was Su Mo’s turn to start sweating. [Damn, why didn’t Miss Yang ever ntion that her mother might be an avid reader of web novels?]
[I hope she doesn’t get suspicious.]
While he prayed in his mind.
Yang Qingyun questioned in a confused tone.
"Why would you, a cultivator working under my daughter? I don’t believe her charm is enough to attract a cultivator’s attention."
Suddenly, her gaze beca dangerous.
"Or perhaps..."
She held her locket in her hand and stared at him with vigilance. Speaking word by word in a cold tone.
"... It’s not about her, your real target... is the Shen family...?"
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