Chapter 774: Chapter 780, Chapter 781: Lin Xuelan: Young Master Mo Is a Good Man

Although Lin Xuelan regarded Yu Zhu as a good friend, her status in the Lin Residence was that of a servant, a subordinate.

When the Hu Clan learned from Lin Xuelan that "Ink Language" needed some time to consider, an idea formed in her mind.

In her opinion, life is lived for the pursuit of three things.

Power, money, and beauty.

Power could not be offered to "Ink Language" by the Lin Family.

But money and beauty could.

Yu Zhu’s skin was just a bit darker, but in terms of appearance or figure, she was top-notch.

Most importantly, she was still a virgin.

Letting her serve "Ink Language" at night showed the Lin Family’s sincerity.

Having grown up in the Lin Family, who taught her literacy and cultivation, Yu Zhu was grateful to them.

Therefore, Yu Zhu naturally obeyed the Hu Clan’s instructions.

Upon hearing Yu Zhu’s words, Lin Xuelan slightly furrowed her brows and then said, "This is a matter of the Lin Family, Mother can’t sacrifice you, Yu Zhu.

Yu Zhu, you may leave, I will speak to Mother about this."

"Miss, to me, the Lin Family is my family. Now that the master is in trouble, if I can be of help, it would be my honor." Yu Zhu did not retreat.

"If anyone should go, it should be me. Yu Zhu, you should leave quickly."

"Miss."

"Yu Zhu, are you even listening to me now?"

"No."

"Then listen to me."

...

In the room, Chen Mo was cultivating the Vajra Skill.

Currently, his Vajra Skill level had reached (Intermediate 113/500).

As the Vajra Skill was activated, his skin emitted a faint, azure hue, appearing as if cast in bronze.

At this moment, even if he did not use Innate Spiritual Qi for protection, ordinary blades and swords would find it difficult to cut his skin; moreover, he felt his physical power had also significantly increased.

"Now, even if I stand without moving, ordinary people cannot harm me," Chen Mo smiled, thinking that after reaching the intermediate level, his physical strength should ascend further.

"Knock knock!"

As thoughts swirled in Chen Mo’s mind, a sudden knock came at the door, followed by Lin Xuelan’s cool and serene voice flowing like a stream: "Young Master Mo, are you asleep?"

"Please come in." Seeing that the other party had finally arrived, Chen Mo ceased his cultivation and hurriedly responded.

"Creak..."

The door was pushed open, allowing the moonlight from outside to fill the room, as a graceful and enchanting figure, stepping along the moonlight, gracefully walked indoors.

At this moment, Lin Xuelan was dressed in a white gown, clearly having dressed up deliberately, with her smooth hair cascading over her shoulders, reaching her slender waist, her skin fair, her figure elegant and charming, like a vibrant, budding flower. She bathed in moonlight, appearing like a fairy descending from heaven, extraordinarily beautiful and captivating.

A pleasing floral scent wafted from her, uplifting one’s mood.

Under the gaze of "Ink Language," a blush appeared on Lin Xuelan’s naturally cool and lovely face, as she closed the door with her hands, nervously clutching the corner of her clothing.

"Miss Lin, you are..." Seeing that the other party had even closed the door, it was inevitable that Chen Mo’s thoughts spiraled.

Just as Chen Mo was about to say he agreed to her request, Lin Xuelan spoke first: "Young Master Mo, Xuelan is here to serve you to rest."

Having said that, she lightly undid her dress, letting the white dress gracefully fall, instantly revealing a jade-like bare body that was now uncovered in Chen Mo’s eyes.

To be honest, at this moment, Lin Xuelan was extremely tempting, and this act of undressing herself brought with it a deeply compelling impulse.

Yet, Chen Mo’s eyes remained calm.

It wasn’t that he was unmoved.

But he had seen enough of beauty’s bare bodies; Lin Xuelan’s act failed to elicit a profound novelty in him.

Moreover, if he accepted her at night after telling her in the day that he needed time to consider, it might give the impression that his daytime words were a mere pretense, a trap.

Even though his moral standards weren’t high, he would not stoop to being so "shameless."

Just as he was briefly silent, he suddenly heard a very faint sobbing sound. Chen Mo looked at Lin Xuelan’s face and saw her long eyelashes trembling, tears like pearls falling down her cheeks.

Chen Mo: "..." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"I know this behavior is degrading, shameless, but I have no other option..."

Lin Xuelan’s voice was extremely helpless, evoking sympathy and compassion within one’s heart.

Chen Mo sighed softly, then walked towards Lin Xuelan.

Watching Chen Mo approach, Lin Xuelan’s breathing became more rapid.

"Is it happening..."

Lin Xuelan thought to herself, slowly closing her eyes.

Chen Mo stopped in front of her, picked up the white dress from the floor, placed it in her hands, and softly said, "Put it on."

Lin Xuelan was stunned, opening her eyes to find herself holding her dress, and "Ink Language" had turned his back.

Lin Xuelan’s body shivered, then trembled violently, thinking that he found her unworthy and intended to reject her, her eyes reddened, like a helpless snow lotus in a storm.

She said with a trembling voice, mixed with a hint of sobbing: "Young Master Mo, my body is still untouched, no one has ever laid a hand on me."

With that, she helplessly crouched down, holding the dress, wrapping her arms around her knees, and burst into tears.

In Jin City, she was the esteemed Miss Lin, and growing up, it was the first time she did something like this. She knew it was degrading, thus gathering enormous courage.