My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

"no need."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo hurriedly opened his eyes to stop the girl, forcing a smile, "Your attitude just now was very sincere, and I'm not angry anymore."

An Youyu's face lit up with joy, "Really?"

"Of course!"

"call--"

An Youyu breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes unconsciously curving into crescents as she thought to herself, "This trick really works."

Lin Mo deliberately leaned forward, inhaling the girl's delicate fragrance, his mood best described as one of pure joy. "Little Fish, is it alright to be this close?"

"Yes, that's fine."

An Youyu smelled the faint scent of laundry detergent on Lin Mo, and the blush that had just faded returned to her face, making her inevitably nervous.

This time, however, she did not avoid him as before, and tried to keep her eyes on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo smiled, raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "Good girl."

An Youyu lowered her eyebrows and weakly complained, "Don't treat Youyu like a child, I'm an adult."

Lin Mo didn't respond to that, but treating the girl like a child was his source of joy.

The luckiest thing in the world is to meet someone.

Undeniably, he was very lucky...

After meal.

An Youyu, who had been fed by the mother and son, lay half-reclined on the sofa, rubbing her bulging belly with both hands, and muttered listlessly, "No, Youyu is about to die from being stuffed."

The mother and son smiled at each other and gave each other a victory sign.

no way.

This girl is so thin!

She was only 1.6 meters tall but weighed less than 80 kilograms. Both Lin Shu and Lin Mo were worried that she would be blown away by the wind if she walked down the street.

That's why the two of them would often feed the girl so relentlessly.

What happened in the past is none of their business, but what about the future...?

It must be said that the mother and son are very similar in personality; both are domineering, yet gentle in their domineering nature.

This domineering attitude makes it impossible for anyone to resist.

After Lin Mo finished washing the dishes, he pulled the girl from behind the sofa and patted her on the shoulder, "Go downstairs for a walk to prevent indigestion."

"it is good."

An Youyu didn't refuse. She straightened her school uniform and followed Lin Mo downstairs.

The two walked side by side in the residential area. There were many people taking a walk at this time, mostly elderly people.

As they walked, Lin Mo suddenly spotted a familiar figure. A subtle change appeared in his expression, and he subtly pulled An Youyu's arm, turning around to say, "We've walked enough, let's go back."

"You've only been walking for a few minutes?"

An Youyu looked puzzled. "Walk a little longer. I'm still very full."

Lin Mo opened his mouth, "Um... how about we turn back?"

"why?"

"Are you one hundred thousand whys?"

"Oh."

An Youyu secretly pursed her lips, but still obediently agreed to Lin Mo's suggestion.

Just as she turned around, an old voice came from behind her.

"Little friend, we meet again."

Sun Haiqing quickly approached the two, his aged face full of smiles. He patted Lin Mo on the shoulder and thanked him, saying, "Do you still remember this old man?"

Lin Mo gave an awkward smile, "I remember, of course I remember."

Sun Haiqing stroked his beard and laughed heartily, praising, "Young friend, since I listened to your advice last time, my grandson has changed a lot, and his grades have improved a lot. It's all thanks to you."

"By the way, I told him to come and thank you when he had time at school. Has he come to see you yet?"

"Have……"

Lin Mo felt extremely guilty. "Your grandson's name is Sun Zhouyu, right?"

"Yes, that's him."

“He did come to me. You’re too kind. These are all minor matters. I just said it casually. It’s mainly because of your excellent guidance.”

"What's the word?"

Sun Haiqing shook his head, "If I had this ability, I wouldn't have ended up raising my grandson like that before; alright, don't refuse this credit."

When he saw An Youyu beside Lin Mo, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful girl! Young friend Gu Fan, is this your... friend?"

"classmate."

Fearing the other party might misunderstand, Lin Mo quickly explained, "We have some personal matters to attend to today, so we took the day off."

Sun Haiqing's gaze lingered between the two of them, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. He reached into his pocket with his right hand, pulled out a stack of hundred-yuan bills, and stuffed them into Lin Mo's hand. It looked like there were two or three thousand yuan in them.

"Young friend Gu Fan, why haven't you been jogging in the mornings lately? I've been wandering around the neighborhood with this money in my pocket these past few days, but I haven't run into you yet. It's really not easy to run into you this time."

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Lin Mo was about to refuse, Sun Haiqing quickly took two steps back. "Young friend Gu Fan, you must accept this money. This is a strict order from my wife. Alright, my mission is complete. I won't disturb you young people's walk any longer."

He said that and left quickly.

Lin Mo looked down at the stack of money in his hand, feeling utterly devastated.

An Youyu stepped lightly in front of Lin Mo, a question mark on her face. "Little friend Gu Fan? How did you become Gu Fan?"

"This one……"

Lin Mo clicked his tongue, unsure how to explain.

Seeing him look away, An Youyu leaned forward and said, "Don't hide, tell me quickly, why did that grandpa call you Gu Fan, little friend?"

Faced with the girl's persistent questioning, Lin Mo sighed helplessly, "Tell me, I'll tell you, okay?"

He took a deep breath and recounted his encounter with Sun Haiqing during his morning run.

After saying that, he figured that since he had already come this far, he might as well reveal the story of how Gu Fan was punched by Sun Zhouyu.

After listening, An Youyu's lips parted slightly, her expression quite interesting.

She stared at Lin Mo for a long time before finally managing to utter, "You... are really cunning."

Upon hearing the girl's assessment of him, Lin Mo protested, "What are you saying? How am I scheming?"

"He's cunning everywhere he goes."

An Youyu poked her chin with her little finger and replied quite seriously, "People usually go to great lengths for their brothers, but you've turned it into stabbing your brothers in the back. If Gu Fan finds out about all this, he'll definitely be furious with you."

Lin Mo coughed twice and argued, "This...it's not my fault. I just said it casually back then. Who knew this old man would take it seriously?"

"I don't blame you?"

An Youyu's eyes sparkled with laughter. "Then tell me, who's to blame for this?"

"It's... Gu Fan's fault, yes, it's all his fault!"

"..."

An Youyu rolled her eyes at Lin Mo, her expression indescribably charming, and teased him softly, "So that's why you suddenly wanted to go home earlier, Lin, you're so cunning."

Lin Mo's face hardened, his eyes revealing ill intent. "Little Fish, what did you just call me?"

"Lin Da..."

An Youyu noticed Lin Mo's gaze as soon as she opened her mouth, and immediately fell silent, instinctively shrinking her neck. "I didn't say anything, you didn't hear anything."

Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud at her instantly cowering appearance. "Look how scared you are. Am I that scary?"

"Who, who's scared? I'm not..."

The guilt in his tone was all too obvious.

Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh.

He counted the stack of money in his hand; there were thirty bills, totaling three thousand yuan.

He waved the money in his hand and said smugly, "I earned three thousand yuan from just one suggestion. Aren't I amazing?"

An Youyu blinked and suggested softly, "I think... you could ask Gu Fan about the same issue."

"cough!"

Lin Mo put the money away, glared at the girl with annoyance, and said, "Let's go home."

"Oh."

Following behind, An Youyu couldn't help but smile, muttering in a voice only she could hear, "He's always been so cunning, and you won't even let me say it..."

An afternoon passed quickly.

Lin Mo put down his pen, shook his aching arm, took out the last hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, and slapped it in front of An Youyu. "I'm not coming anymore, I'm bankrupt."

An Youyu smiled sweetly and carefully put away the hundred yuan in front of her as if it were a precious treasure. "Boss is awesome, boss is generous; if there are any more good things like this in the future, be sure to come find Youyu."

Lin Mo forced a smile, looked down at his flat pocket, feeling both happy and frustrated.

That afternoon, he and the girl made thirty bets.

Without exception, they all lost!

The three thousand yuan that Sun Haiqing gave all ended up in the girl's pocket.

He didn't care about money; in fact, he was happy with it.

However, losing thirty times in a row really frustrated him, and he had to re-evaluate An Youyu's monstrous talent.

Thirty times in total, how come you can't even win once?