After hearing Meng Huishan's analysis, He Weishao shook his head repeatedly, unable to believe it.

"This woman is too vicious, you have to be careful!"

He Weishao was somewhat worried. Meng Huishan had offended Ye Susu. If Ye Susu were to retaliate against Meng Huishan in the future, it would be easy to dodge a spear in the open, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow in the dark, and it would be impossible to defend against it!

Meng Huishan laughed dismissively, "Ye Susu wouldn't dare do anything to me unless she didn't want to stay in Hong Kong anymore!"

Besides being a pervert, what's even more disgusting about Ye Susu is her extreme mercenary nature. She caused those girls to come from families with similar or even worse backgrounds than the Ye family.

But if the Ye family had a better background than the Ye family, such as the Meng family or her cousin Ruan family, Ye Susu wouldn't dare to make a move.

Even though she and her cousin mocked and ridiculed Ye Susu, Ye Susu could only tuck her tail between her legs and dared not fight back.

He Weishao was still worried, "It's better to be careful. This kind of person is ruthless. What if we push her too far one day..."

Meng Huishan felt a warmth in her heart. "I understand. Even if Ye Susu wants to harm me, she doesn't have the time or energy. Once I develop these photos and distribute them everywhere after returning to Hong Kong, Ye Susu won't even have time to deal with these messes."

Ye Susu spread rumors and slander using Awen's photos, driving Awen crazy. Awen then followed suit and distributed Ye Susu's photos as well, saying that Ye Susu had a bold personality and needed more than a dozen men to satisfy her at once.

Let's see how this bitch tries to cover it up!

He Weishao and Meng Huishan went directly to the Ye family to inform Lu Mo.

Lu Mo and Ye Qingqing were having dinner, along with Tie Dan, who had also moved in.

Let's have dinner together!

Lu Mo brought two more pairs of bowls and chopsticks. He had already prepared food for He Weishao and Meng Huishan, so there was no need to worry about not having enough to eat.

"Wow, you can actually cook? I've never heard you say that before!"

He Weishao took a bite of the steamed pork with rice flour. It melted in his mouth, wasn't greasy at all, and tasted quite good. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He and Lu Mo used to work short-term jobs in the south during summer vacation. They rented a small house and cooked at home to save money.

Lu Mo said he didn't know how to cook, so He Weishao volunteered to cook three meals a day, but all he could do was cook noodles.

Therefore, the two of them ate noodles for a whole month, and they were vegetarian noodles in soup.

A few drops of sesame oil, an egg, or a tomato make for a snack.

Since then, He Weishao has been extremely averse to noodles, feeling nauseous at the sight of them, and would rather starve than eat them.

But to everyone's surprise, Lu Mo was actually a great cook, and the taste was just as good as his father's!

He Weishao felt increasingly uneasy and glared fiercely at Lu Mo.

"If you don't give me an explanation for what happened today, we're no longer brothers!"

Lu Mo raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, "I didn't know how to do it back then, I learned it later."

He Weishao was stunned for a moment, then asked with a mixture of belief and doubt, "You're not lying to me?"

"Of course, you know I never lie!" Lu Mo didn't even look up as he placed a piece of steamed pork with alternating layers of fat and lean meat on Ye Qingqing's plate.

He wasn't lying; back then, he genuinely didn't know how to make steamed pork with rice flour, only a few simple home-style dishes.

He Weishao's unease immediately vanished, and he chuckled, "I knew it! If you could cook, you wouldn't have been eating noodles for a month without lifting a finger!"

Lu Mo raised the corners of his lips slightly, but said nothing.

Actually, he's not picky about food. As long as it fills his stomach and provides nutrition, he's fine with whatever he eats.

He Weishao's noodles were indeed hard to eat, but they were nutritious and filling, so why would he cook them himself?

Cooking is one of the things he hates most!