I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today - Chapter 405
Chapter 405: Chapter 405: Insomnia
Shen Mo said there was no hurry, but Bai Youwei was agonizing for him.
She didn’t know what was happening to her, her feelings were indescribable.
At first, she felt a bit of schadenfreude when he couldn’t find teammates, but then she worried that he wouldn’t be able to gather enough people. Now… now that they were just two short of a full team, she started to panic.
On one hand, she hoped that he would succeed, but on the other, she didn’t want him to risk himself.
These conflicting feelings were like a seesaw, making her incredibly anxious.
Thankfully, she had exchanged two pieces of the puzzle with Du Lai; otherwise, she would have been even more anxious.
Bai Youwei was tossing and turning in bed.
She probably woke Shen Mo up. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into his embrace.
“Why are you moving around so much?” Shen Mo asked in her ear.
His voice was low, his breath brushing against her neck, warm and slightly tickling.
Bai Youwei froze for a moment, then stopped moving…
Shen Mo then asked again, “Need to go to the bathroom?”
Bai Youwei:
Any remnants of a romantic atmosphere were instantly diffused. Disappointed, she pinched his arm irritably, “Can’t I have something else on my mind besides going to the bathroom?!”
Shen Mo chuckled quietly, asking, “…Thirsty? Want some water?”
Bai Youwei didn’t just want to pinch him now, she wanted to bite him!
Did he think that all she did was drink and go to the bathroom?! Couldn’t she have a little, just a little bit of a girl’s troubles?
Bai Youwei was too irritable.
She wriggled restlessly in his arms.
Shen Mo chuckled and sighed, wrapping one arm around her waist and using his other hand to brush away the hair caught under her. He coaxed her, “Just go to sleep. Stop overthinking.”
“But I can’t sleep.” She rolled over to face him, “You think, why would Yan Qingwen and Lun Ang want to join Game 21? Do they also want to play the role of saviors, like you?”
“Are you finished?” Shen Mo pinched her chin gently, “When did I say I wanted to be a savior?”
Bai Youwei pouted, “Not a single person from the assessment team has come out, yet you’re rallying people to join the game. Isn’t this playing the role of a savior?”
“This is not being a savior; this is doing my best.” Shen Mo let go of her, running a hand through her hair, “Only by doing our best can we avoid regret in the future.”
Upon hearing this, Bai Youwei grumbled in dissatisfaction. Clearly unhappy, she didn’t say anything more.
After a moment of silence, she asked again, “You didn’t answer me yet. Why do Yan Qingwen and the others want to join Game 21?”
Shen Mo thought for a moment, “… When I ran into them, Chu Huaijin was also there. Perhaps they reached some agreement with the organization. For example, if they get through Game 21, they might receive a certain item or something like that.”
Bai Youwei pondered on this.
If there was some form of deal or condition involved, then it would make sense.
After all, this was consistent with Yan Qingwen’s style.
Although he had been selfless and fearless in the past, managing a security company after retirement seemed to have had a greater impact on him. Bai Youwei couldn’t help but suspect that he had almost gone bankrupt a few times, hence developing such a business-like mentality – willing to accept anything except a loss.
Shen Mo coaxed her quietly, “Sleep now…”
“Should we also negotiate terms with Chu Huaijin?” Excited by the idea, Bai Youwei perked up, “Can’t let Yan Qingwen take all the benefits.”
Shen Mo gave a resigned smile, “Didn’t we agree before, Professor Song had given his 8 puzzle pieces to him willingly. What more benefits do you want? Moreover… we might not enter since we are still short of numbers.”
Bai Youwei thought about it, closed her eyes in his embrace, “Anyway… we’ll know tomorrow.”
