Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 490 - 68: Which track did you choose?

Wang Yunxiao said these words without really thinking, it was a reflex to resist the oppression from Li Mumu.

However, seeing the shocked expression on her face, a sense of dread suddenly gripped his heart.

Oh no, I accidentally spilled the truth.

But the next moment, the truth coming from Li Mumu’s mouth was even more hurtful.

How could you be so ungrateful? How much do you look down on me?

I, Wang Yunxiao, as a proud man... okay, admittedly I don’t have much ground to stand on.

"Wow, Wang Yunxiao, so you really have those kind of thoughts,"

After recovering from her shock, Li Mumu quickly took control of the conversation to hide her slightly flushed cheeks.

Hehe, getting confessed to by a young boy, I miss this feeling. Back in my day, when I was a big sister...

Big sister here went to an all-girls’ middle school, boo hoo hoo.

A bunch of silly girls with an excess of teenage hormones were constantly fantasizing about men to the point of insanity; they became twisted if they held it in too long, always wary of those around them, not letting others have boyfriends if they couldn’t have one themselves.

The last time a young boy confessed to me was in the fourth grade of elementary school, and now I can’t even remember what he looked like.

What was I doing back then? Oh right, skipping classes and addicted to video games.

In my class, the top academic achievers were all these transcendent King of Competitors, immortals beyond the gaze of mere mortals. If you couldn’t keep up with them, your score didn’t matter; people either laid low in resigned defeat or cultivated their own interests.

Like dating, for example.

Daylily Academy has long maintained a fine tradition of "stealing boyfriends," and it didn’t matter who got a boyfriend outside; they had to guard the news closely, or else the fellow school sisters, best friends, and confidantes would snatch him away in minutes.

There was no helping it, after all, a good man—or to be precise, a good man who could withstand their disasters—was a scarce resource.

Li Mumu...

Li Mumu was the celebrated online gynecologist who regularly "unboxed" items for her close girlfriends.

Thinking back, it was really damn childish. I was busy unboxing for others, providing psychological counseling, and ended up with nothing for myself.

Lucky for me I’ve traveled through time, and now I can pick any good man in the whole world—going sweet or savory as I please. Buy two bowls of soy milk, drink one, pour the other...

Wang Yunxiao?

Hah.

"If I had to choose between He Lan and you, would there be a problem with choosing you?"

In order to avoid Li Mumu issuing a "friendzone" card on the spot and for the sake of his own reputation as older brother, Wang Yunxiao racked his brain, doing everything he could to steer the conversation back on track.

Whether or not the confession is successful is beside the point; Eldest Miss Li still has to attend school here. If she latches onto this leverage and doesn’t let go, Wang Yunxiao dreads imagining the life he’ll have to lead from now on.

No no no, I can’t think like that; Li Mumu isn’t that kind of person. The key is not to cause any misunderstandings. What if I scare her off? Where else would I find someone as foolish and wealthy... pah! Someone as beautiful and kind-hearted as my sugar mama?

"Li Mumu, your family is well-off, you’re educated and cultured, beautiful and kind-hearted, and you speak so nicely. My brothers all regard you as an elder sister. And He Lan is just a woman I’ve recently met—what does she have that can compare to you?"

Bust... but I absolutely can’t say that.

"Hmm, flattering me like this won’t do you any good,"

Li Mumu remained outwardly unmoved, but couldn’t help laughing in her heart; the little brother still has such a strong will to live, huh.

"Forget it, I can’t keep harping on this issue, lest you misunderstand that I really have any intentions towards you."

"Men, you see, I understand them quite well,"

Li Mumu said seriously, "Men won’t lose interest in a girl just because she lacks certain objective qualities. They’re like felines; they don’t stop hunting just because they are sated."

It’s only women who are picky when shopping, always thinking someone else’s boyfriend is better than theirs, even making a detailed checklist as their judging criteria. Things like whether he loves me or not, if he’s handsome, if his family is wealthy, if they own a house, a car, or if there’s a dowry...

Men’s standards for choosing a partner are very simple—female, alive, and can understand human speech.

When Li Mumu was providing ’opening services’ in school, she heard a senior once say two golden sayings: first, you can rely on a man as much as a sow can climb a tree. Second, with the right hoe, there’s no corner you can’t dig.

Don’t think a man’s affection for you is deep; it’s because no one else is competing for you. The moment he encounters a shameless woman, ready to stoop low enough to serve him tea, he can be seduced in an instant.

Oh, that Miss Helan definitely has the potential in this regard.

Li Mumu knew from the first glance that Wang Yunxiao wouldn’t be able to resist this kind of woman’s allure. He’s only pretending to be calm in front of her now because the other party hasn’t found the right track yet.

Compared to the voracious seniors I’ve met before, she’s practically a laughingstock, like a kindergarten child.

Still applying rouge, tch, no wonder she’s just a brat. My seniors back in the day, they were brazen enough to slap pregnancy tests on their faces and call it fashion.

"But to be honest, I do think there’s room for improvement for me."

This dame is actually jealous, and that’s not good. Women are emotional creatures; unable to control their feelings, they might just start making mountains out of molehills, straying far from the main issue.

Wang Yunxiao tried hard to steer the conversation.

"You see, you were talking about hiring me to drive for you, right?"

"Yeah."

"So as Eldest Miss Li’s personal chauffeur, would I have a closer relationship with her than others?"

"Yes."

Well, that seems about right.

Li Mumu cursed herself inwardly for not keeping her mouth shut and letting Wang Yunxiao guide the conversation like this, as her mind quickly conjured up a dozen or so scenarios.

But this track won’t work, classmate Wang Yunxiao. You’re neither a domineering CEO nor royalty and nobility. Just being Eldest Miss Li’s chauffeur, in the realm of female-centric romantic fiction, makes you an extra with no hope of promotion.

"Think about it, as Eldest Miss Li’s personal driver, aiming to make progress and become her butler seems very reasonable, right?"

"Reasonable."

Done for; my imagination is running even wilder now.

But even if he’s a butler...

"When Eldest Miss Li is out socializing and comes home exhausted every day, it makes sense for me, as her butler, to assist her to bed, right?"

Makes sense my foot!

Li Mumu finally caught on this time.

Alright, wang Yunxiao, at first I didn’t catch on, but you’re not trying to be the leading man. You want to follow the NTR route, don’t you?

Fine, fine, fine, I really didn’t expect you to be that kind of person.

Li Mumu shamefully admitted defeat. In terms of thick-skinnedness, she truly couldn’t measure up to the likes of Wang Yunxiao, that thug loafer.