CHAPTER 1032: CHAPTER 5: MO YUCHU ARC 3

When Mo Yuchu was first introduced, he was being dragged around by Loo Xun, who insisted that he come out for some air, as he had been staying at home for too long. According to Loo Xun, he was practically growing mold.

In fact, there were times Yuchu didn’t want to go out, not only due to his health but also because his appearance always stirred excitement among girls. Furthermore, despite his health not being optimal, he was the sole heir of the Bo Family and had many things to learn. Over the past year, he had gradually started getting involved with Bo Group, and had even generated considerable profit for them despite his young age.

"Look, there are so many beauties around. Don’t you grow moldy at home each time? Today’s weather is great, so come out and soak up some sun, and rid yourself of that mustiness."

Loo Xun quipped as he slung an arm over Bo Jinsi’s shoulder.

Bo Jinsi’s handsome, refined face remained impassive, his deep, ink-black eyes cool and undisturbed.

"Alright, alright, I won’t say anything more, okay?"

"Let’s head back."

Bo Jinsi turned toward the direction where the car was parked, having lost interest in shopping. Around them, many whispers arose, with several girls excitedly pointing at him.

Loo Xun glanced back and raised an eyebrow at the girls, slinging his arm back over Jinsi’s shoulder, "Every time I go out with you, you cause a stir. All these girls only focus on you and ignore me. Maybe I should consider finding myself another friend."

Despite his excellence overshadowed by Jinsi, a man with a fragile constitution, he wondered if the world had gone amiss.

As Loo Xun internally sighed, Bo Jinsi had already gotten into the car.

"You getting in?"

A clear voice piped up, prompting Loo Xun to quickly open the car door on the driver’s side, "Getting in, getting in! Of course, I’m getting in!"

Loo Xun settled into his Lamborghini, just about to start the engine when his attention was unexpectedly captured by something in the distance.

A middle-aged woman had suddenly collapsed on the ground, seemingly having been hit by someone. Blood pooled around her leg, while the surrounding crowd hesitated to help, wary of scams.

"Really, the human heart in today’s society, unbelievable!"

Loo Xun shook his head with sarcasm, lamenting not the crowd’s unwillingness to help the elderly woman, but their eagerness to snap photos on their phones, ignoring her cries.

Just then, a tall, poised young woman with long hair pushed through the crowd. Her attire was simple and humble—almost shabby in many eyes—but her presence was striking, like a model, even dressed in thrifted clothes.

As she kneeled by the woman, her head bowed, her long black hair fell to either side, concealing her face from view. The crowd could only glimpse her delicate, fair-skinned profile, skin smooth and flawless, likened to the peel of an egg, irresistibly tempting.

"Madam, are you okay?"

The girl’s voice was clear and beautiful like a fountain, melodious like an oriole.

"Thank you, dear. I’m not in serious trouble, just got hit by a cyclist, and lost some blood."

The elderly woman tearfully responded, expressing that despite her lengthy cries for help, none had paid attention.

"You’ll be alright! Just bear with it."

Mo Yuchu delicately touched the old woman’s leg with slender fingers, then took out a bag containing newly bought bandages and medication her mother had insisted were necessary items to carry.

Mo Yuchu meticulously applied the bandages and medication. Her fingers, white and slender, moved with a devotion that seemed almost ritualistic.

The crowd was drawn to her actions, noticing the beauty of her hands as she bandaged the old woman.

At some point, Loo Xun and Bo Jinsi had stepped out of the car to observe the scene.

"Alright, madam, I’ll help you up."

Mo Yuchu smiled and lifted her head, helping the elderly woman to her feet as she shed tears of gratitude.

"Thank you, dear. You are truly a wonderful person!"

Mo Yuchu lifted her exquisite, pretty face, her lips gently upturned, captivating hearts.

The crowd was now able to see Mo Yuchu’s true appearance, and were left astounded by her beauty.

Loo Xun was just about to joke about her perfect figure, her skin, her hair, and that voice, thinking she must be a great beauty. Before he could utter a word, the girl he considered beautiful had already raised her head, exceeding his expectations, truly more beautiful than he had imagined.