Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Lin Mo watched him leave, then returned to the main world with a thought.

In the warehouse office, Yang Liu and Su Qing sat facing each other, each busy with their own tasks.

Su Qing was typing the purchase list into the computer screen, her keyboard clattering loudly.

Yang Liu lowered her head and flipped through the account book, holding a pen in her hand, occasionally making a few strokes on it.

The warehouse was lit by incandescent lights. Neither of the two women spoke, and a faint scent of their bodies filled the air.

Lin Mo appeared out of nowhere in the center of the office, without any warning whatsoever.

Yang Liu was sitting facing the door when she looked up and saw someone walk out of thin air, almost causing the pen she was holding to fly away.

She stared at Lin Mo for several seconds, her eyes wide, before she came to her senses.

"You...how did you appear out of nowhere?"

"Martial arts."

Lin Mo gave a casual reply.

Yang Liu was taken aback. She looked at Su Qing and saw that the other woman seemed unfazed, so she knew that Lin Mo must do this often.

For a moment, she felt a pang of jealousy, realizing that she knew her man less than a stranger.

Lin Mo waved to Su Qing, who was busy at her computer.

"Aunt Su, could you drive me to the small commodities market?"

Su Qing looked up from the screen, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, and continued typing rapidly on the keyboard:

"Okay, just a moment, the tracking numbers for this batch will be entered shortly."

She typed away for another ten seconds or so, then pressed the save button, stood up briskly, and picked up her bag.

"Su Qing is busy, let me give you a ride."

Yang Liu stood up, feeling jealous.

"Are you able to drive?"

"Don't worry, it's not like it's the first time I've driven it."

"Alright then, Aunt Su, you can continue with your work. Have Aunt Yang take me! Oh, and have Xin Lu send over another 100 million taels of silver!"

"good!"

Su Qing nodded and took out her phone to make a call.

The G-Wagon drove out of the warehouse and headed towards the small commodity market.

The carriage was quiet, with only the faint sound of air conditioning vents.

Lin Mo leaned back in the passenger seat, scrolling through Douyin (TikTok), watching beautiful women dance the golf dance, and exclaimed that they were goddesses.

Yang Liu suddenly spoke:

"What is your relationship with Su Qing?"

"Superior-subordinate relationship".

Lin Mo paused on the screen for a moment, his tone as calm as possible.

"Really? Then why do I feel like the way she looks at you is different?"

Yang Liu's gaze remained fixed on the road ahead, her right hand firmly gripping the steering wheel. Her face was expressionless, but her voice carried an inexplicable sourness.

Are you jealous?

Lin Mo put down his phone, turned his head to look at her, and his hand naturally landed on her leg.

Today she was wearing a dark gray bodycon skirt, with a pair of black ultra-thin stockings underneath, which felt warm and smooth to the touch.

Don't flatter yourself, I'm not jealous at all.

Yang Liu replied coldly, but they parted slightly.

The G-Wagon pulled into the parking lot of the small commodity market. Yang Liu, whose skirt was dirty, was too embarrassed to get out of the car, so Lin Mo could only walk into the market.

"Ten yuan is a steal! Everything's ten yuan, ten yuan for anything! The whole store is ten yuan, pick and choose whatever you like, it's all ten yuan!"

As soon as you step inside, you are greeted by a barrage of brainwashing shouts played on a loop by a loudspeaker.

Lin Mo listened to the brainwashing sales pitch and walked into a ten-yuan store.

While browsing through the dazzling array of goods on the shelves, he bought a batch of soaps, glasses, goblets, mirrors, and skin creams, and also grabbed a few lighters.

These were all samples he planned to take to discuss business with Yue Wanjin, and he also planned to pick out one or two more exquisite ones to give to Pei Ziyu as a gift.

These ancient people had never seen these things before, so they would definitely think they were priceless treasures.

After buying a large bag of things that cost nearly a thousand yuan, Lin Mo had just walked out of the store with the bag when he felt someone staring at him.

He turned his head sharply and saw a woman with big wavy hair wearing a mask standing in front of a stall not far away, picking out hair clips. She was wearing a neat black short jacket and was looking down attentively at the colors of the hair clips. She looked no different from any other female customer shopping.

"Is it an illusion?"

Lin Mo muttered to himself and walked towards the parking lot.

The car drove out of the small commodity market and headed towards the warehouse.

After leaving the bustling city center, the buildings on both sides of the road gradually become sparse.

Suddenly, Yang Liu turned the steering wheel, and the G-Wagon turned into a narrow maple forest road, with maple trees planted on both sides.

What are you doing?

Lin Mo looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"I'm tired from driving, let's take a break."

Yang Liu said with a blush, tapping her fingers lightly on the steering wheel.

"Then why not just park on the side of the road?"

Yang Liu rolled her eyes at him but didn't say anything.

The car moved slowly along the maple-lined path. Lin Mo glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed a red BMW following behind.

He had seen this car when he came out of the small commodity market, and the driver was the same woman with big waves and a mask he had seen in the small commodity market!

Now that they've reached this secluded path, she's still following them, making her intention to track them quite clear.

"They were following me after all!"

Lin Mo remained silent and subtly withdrew his gaze.

The car stopped deep in a maple forest, the light outside the window soft and quiet.

The red BMW didn't stop; it drove straight past, the engine sound fading into the distance.

Lin Mo stared at the departing red BMW, his doubts still unresolved.

Yang Liu had already unbuckled her seatbelt and was looking down at him.

What are you doing?

Lin Mo grabbed her hand.

"I'll help you unbuckle your seatbelt! What else can I do?"

Yang Liu pursed her lips, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye lifting slightly as she narrowed her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of provocation.

"Hey, hey, hey, unbuckle your seatbelt! What are you doing?!"

What do you mean?

Yang Liu glared at him with displeasure, crossing her arms over her chest.

"It doesn't mean anything. Just say what you want to do, don't try to have your cake and eat it too!"

"You're the one who's being hypocritical!"

"If you keep saying that, I'm going to refuse your invitation!"

"don't want!"

"Then who's putting on a show of being both?"

"I……"

"Speak louder!"

"I'm trying to have it both ways!"

"That's more like it!"

……

On the way back to the factory, no one was found following them.

After instructing Su Qing and Yang Liu to be careful, Lin Mo returned to World Number One with a thought.

The next morning, Lin Mo set off for Hezhou.

Accompanying him were Yue Pengniao and his personal guards, as well as Long Qingxue.

Long Qingxue didn't want to go. Although not many people in Hezhou Prefecture knew her, there was always a risk that her identity would be exposed if she ran into an official who had a past relationship with her father.

Lin Mo insisted that she come along.

On this trip to Hezhou, I will not only meet Yue Wanjin, but also Pei Ziyu.

Long Qingxue is the link between these two lines; without her present, many things cannot be discussed.

Long Qingxue hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

He changed into simple men's clothing, and tied his long hair up and tucked it into his turban.

Although it was men's clothing, it was still incredibly moving, and even had a strange kind of excitement about it.

This made Lin Mo even start to think, "Men aren't necessarily bad!"