My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Yu Miaoren was panting heavily, her eyes red as she warned, "Don't go too far, okay? Do you know how rare this bracelet is?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo examined it again but still couldn't see anything special. "Sister Yu, isn't this just an ordinary bracelet?"

"fart!"

Yu Miaoren said angrily, "This is a bracelet that my brother-in-law, who is also your master, spent a year nurturing. It contains a huge amount of spiritual energy. Then, he asked that scumbag Xing to spend half a year inscribing three defensive formations inside the bracelet."

"After sensing killing intent, it will automatically activate its defensive state and can withstand three attacks from a martial artist below level ten. In other words, this thing is a life-saving artifact, and it would be hard to find another one like it in the whole world."

"Fuck!"

After hearing Yu Miaoren's explanation, Lin Mo couldn't help but swear.

He gripped the bracelet tightly in his palm, and his attitude completely changed. "Sister Yu, you are electricity, you are light, you are the only legend!"

While cursing Lin Mo for being shameless in her heart, Yu Miaoren couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Why do these words sound so familiar? It's like I've heard them somewhere before...

Chapter 316 What nonsense are you spouting?

After learning of the bracelet's value, Lin Mo carefully put it in his pocket as if it were a precious treasure, showering Yu Miaoren with flattery as if afraid she might change her mind.

From Yu Miaoren herself, we can see her ancestors for eighteen generations!

Wear it a thousand times, but never wear it!

"Sister Yu, the best thing your ancestor did was to come into this world. It was because of his coming into this world that such a towering figure as you emerged among his descendants. You..."

"stop!"

Seeing that Lin Mo was going on and on, Yu Miaoren, exasperated, stopped him, "That's enough. Where did you learn these shameless tricks from?"

"Where is this?"

Lin Mo's eyes were sincere. "Sister Yu, everything I said just now was absolutely true. It came from the bottom of my heart. My respect for you is as boundless as the Yellow River."

Just as Yu Miao was feeling utterly hopeless, she saw Lin Shu walk in yawning. Her eyes lit up instantly, as if she had seen a savior.

"Sister Lin, you need to discipline your son."

"What happened?"

Lin Shu approached her son with a heart full of doubts and said naturally, "My eldest son is smart and handsome, and has rarely made mistakes since he was a child. What's the point of disciplining such a son?"

"Correct!"

Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

The next second, Lin Shu changed the subject, "When my son was five, he smashed the window of Grandpa Li's house upstairs; when he was six, he peeked at Aunt Wang taking a bath downstairs; when he was seven, he threw firecrackers into the latrine and got covered in poop; when he was eight..."

"mom!"

Lin Mo must have felt incredibly awkward at that moment.

Seeing her son staring at her with dissatisfaction, Lin Shu blinked her eyes, looking very aggrieved. "Xiao Mo, isn't what Mom just said true?"

Lin Mo's face darkened. "Even if it's true, do you have to keep bringing it up every day? I'm not a child anymore. Can't you give me some face in public?"

"Your Aunt Yu isn't an outsider, it's alright."

"..."

Yu Miaoren, who was secretly laughing, froze when she heard the title "Aunt Yu". "Sister Lin, I'm not even thirty yet. I'm not much older than Lin Mo. It's not appropriate for him to call me Aunt. Just call me Sister."

"What a beautiful thought!"

Lin Shu rolled her eyes at Yu Miaoren, then instructed her son, "Call her Aunt Yu, not Sister."

Yu Miaoren couldn't help but look at Lin Mo, her eyes blinking rapidly as if to say, "You've taken the benefits, now you're in charge of the rest."

Lin Mo didn't mince words and immediately retorted, "Mom, Sister Yu is right. It's very appropriate for me to call her 'sister' at her age. Calling her 'auntie' would seem a bit strange."

"The generations are all messed up!"

"It's alright, let's each do our own thing."

Meeting her mother's disapproving gaze, Lin Mo did not back down. "Sister Yun calls you sister, and I call her sister too. It's the same thing."

We get paid to do things, that's the rule!

and……

The benefits Yu Miaoren gave him far exceeded his expectations.

Therefore, this matter must be handled perfectly, even if it means getting a beating, it's worth it!

Seeing her son's insistence, Lin Shu seemed to understand something. A subtle smile flashed in her eyes, and she pretended to be troubled: "But no matter how you look at it, it's not appropriate for you to call Xiao Yu 'sister'."

"There's nothing wrong with it, so it's settled."

Lin Mo, unusually assertive, made the decision directly.

Such behavior worried Yu Miaoren greatly. She knew Lin Shu's temperament well, and two words best described it.

Strong!

Given Lin Mo's attitude, Yu Miaoren was genuinely worried that Lin Shu would give him a good beating.

as predicted.

Upon hearing her son's words, Lin Shu was very displeased and coldly rebuked him, "Xiao Mo, have I been too nice to you lately?"

"Come here, come to my room. I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

As she spoke, she grabbed her son by the collar and walked him outside.

Yu Miaoren was caught in a dilemma: she couldn't advise him, nor could she not.

As Lin Mo walked out, he comforted Yu Miaoren, saying, "Don't worry, Sister Yu, I'm determined to call you 'Sister'!"

"Ugh?"

Hearing Lin Mo say that, Yu Miaoren felt a pang of guilt. "Um... Lin Mo, it's not really a problem to call her Auntie. Don't go against your mother."

"No, you have to call me 'sister'!"

These were Lin Mo's last words. As soon as he finished speaking, he was dragged to room 803.

"Bam—"

The moment the door closed, the displeasure on Lin Shu's face vanished. She opened her mouth to straighten her son's clothes and asked, "So, what did you get this time?"

Lin Mo chuckled and took out the bracelet Yu Miaoren had given him. "This one."

"I go!"

When Lin Shu saw the bracelet, her eyes almost popped out of her head. "Xiao Yu is so incredibly generous! This thing was a life-saving artifact that Brother Duan worked so hard to make, and he even owes Xing a huge favor for it. She just gave it to you so easily so that you would call her 'sister'?"

Lin Mo scratched his head. "Mom, could you please watch your words?"

"You're a mother now, so stop swearing all the time. And yet you keep telling me not to swear, afraid I'll corrupt Xiaoyuer. Don't you think you'll corrupt Xiaoyuer too?"

"cough--"

Lin Shu gave an awkward smile, "I'll be more careful next time, I'll be more careful next time."

She picked up the bracelet and looked at it, then clicked her tongue and said, "Good lad, he never suffers a loss; this bracelet is very precious, give it to Xiaoyuer."

"This is natural."

Lin Mo said half-jokingly, "It doesn't look right for a grown man like me to wear a women's bracelet."

Lin Shu nodded with satisfaction, "After we return to Jingchuan, I'll have your master make you a similar life-saving artifact."

"Need not."

Lin Shu was quite surprised by her son's refusal. "Why not use it?"

Lin Mo said solemnly, "The path of a martial artist is inherently defying the heavens, strengthening one's body and steeling one's will; relying on external forces for everything will only lead to losing the original heart of martial arts."

"Go against the current and take life and death lightly; only then can you reach the highest realm of martial arts."

After saying this, his eyes became extremely resolute. "Mom, you may not understand what I'm saying, but if you're going to do something, you should do it to the best of your ability."

"If I hadn't chosen to learn martial arts, I wouldn't have bothered. But since I've chosen to learn martial arts, I don't want to be just another face in the crowd. I must have my place at the pinnacle of martial arts."

True strength lies in one's own inner strength!

Lin Shu was stunned by his passionate and impassioned words, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. "You're becoming more and more incomprehensible to your mother. How do you know so much at such a young age?"

Lin Mo laughed, "How can you be a little immature? My son wants to be a martial artist, not a brute."

Is there any difference between a martial artist and a warrior?

"Of course there is a difference. A martial artist is a combination of strength and wisdom. Without wisdom, one is just a mere warrior, and such a person can only be used as a tool."

As Lin Mo spoke, a glint of wisdom flashed in his dark pupils: "I want to be the one holding the gun, not someone else's gun."

"hiss--"

Lin Shu circled her son and commented, "Xiao Mo, I really can't help but praise you. In some ways, you are even more mature than me, someone who has lived for decades. You're like an old fox."

"Mom is joking."

Lin Mo resumed his usual carefree smile, "This is all an act by my son. Actually, I'm quite innocent, kind, and simple at heart."

Innocent and naive?

Kind and simple?

When Lin Shu heard these words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Little Mo."

"Ok?"

What nonsense are you spouting?

"..."

"Innocent and naive, kind and simple? To be honest, even I'm embarrassed for you. Do you have anything to do with those words?"

"..."

"At least at your age, I've never met anyone more cunning than you!"