You are all bad women! Don't come over!

In the speeding limousine, Shen Mochen sat silently between Angelina and Catherine, the mother and daughter, as cold sweat unavoidably began to trickle down.

He stealthily touched Catherine's hand, "What's going on, is this your mom? Why did you bring me here to meet your parents?"

As Catherine's mother, Angelina was naturally an extremely beautiful woman. She appeared very young, seemingly not even 30 yet, more like Catherine's older sister. Her deep blue eyes were identical to Catherine's, resembling the sea under the sunlight.

Moreover, compared to the girlish Catherine, Angelina had a mature charm that was even more attractive to young boys. Her full bosom seemed even better than Catherine's, verging on the standards of Cai Yuncui, captivating souls with every breath she took.

Had Shen Mochen not often been among various beauties, he might now have been so nervous that he wouldn't be able to utter a word. Even so, he was still feeling quite uncomfortable.

The woman was not only a great beauty but also Catherine's mother, a distinguished Roman aristocrat. Her presence was nothing short of what one would expect from Earl Alexander.

Moreover, he couldn't figure out why Catherine's mother would want to see him. Was it like that Earl, asking him to stay away from his daughter?

If that were the case, there was no need. They were already far enough apart; they didn't even have a nominal relationship now.

Shen Mochen took a deep breath, feeling sleazy for doing so in such a confined space between two beauties.

"What's going on? Speak up!" Shen Mochen nudged Catherine's little finger.

Catherine turned her head away, ignoring him.

It seemed she wasn't going to be any help at the moment. Shen Mochen had no choice but to brace himself and tentatively said, "May I ask, Auntie..."

Angelina slightly puffed her cheeks, looking somewhat displeased, "Do I look that old to you? Why do you call me auntie?"

It seemed like she was playfully whining in a lighthearted way that could soften anyone's heart.

Shen Mochen's mouth twitched slightly, "You're my classmate's mother, if I don't call you auntie, what should I call you? Perhaps you'd have me call you sister? Would Catherine have no objections?"

"Then you should just call her grandma, she might like that," Catherine finally spoke, her voice cold.

"Ouch, Kajiena, how did you become so indifferent?" Angelina twisted her waist and clutched Shen Mochen's arm, fluttering her eyelids, "You can just call me Angelina sister, or even Angel sister will do!"

Shen Mochen had indeed heard that in Roman languages, Angelina meant 'angel,' but for her to ask someone to address her as 'Angel sister' so directly, her personality was truly the polar opposite of her daughter's...

"Mrs. Angelina, may I know why you wanted to see me?" Shen Mochen looked straight at her face, his gaze steady.

"You really are a stubborn boy," Angelina pinched Shen Mochen's face with a helpless smile, her eyes seductive, "Actually, I'm not here specifically for you today, just coming to meet my daughter Catherine's sweetheart."

"Oh no no no no..." Shen Mochen hurriedly denied, "You've misunderstood, I'm not your daughter's sweetheart, we've already broken up. We're currently just very good friends."

"But I heard that you two almost slept together? I know Kajiena, she wouldn't do that if she didn't like you."

Catherine said coldly, "Then you really know me so well. In fact, it's not that big a deal. If I wanted, I could take someone off the streets and sleep with him."

Shen Mochen nudged Catherine; Catherine seemed to harbor deep hostility towards her mother, which made Shen Mochen even more embarrassed, "Could you not involve me every time your family argues? It's really awkward for me!"

Angelina tilted her head back slightly, glancing sideways at Catherine's neck, "Why is your necklace gone?"

"It's lost," said Catherine.

"Lost?" Angelina cocked her head but wasn't looking at Catherine. Instead, she gazed at Shen Mochen.

Catherine ignored her.

So, Angelina slowly leaned against Shen Mochen, her eyes bewitching and seductive, her fingers lightly tracing circles on Shen Mochen's chest, "Do you know, that necklace is Kajiena's treasure. Ever since she got it from her grandfather when she was five, she's never taken it off. Once, when she lost it while playing at home, the whole family turned the estate upside down searching for it. She cried while they looked, and guess where it was found in the end, hehe, it was actually in her pocket!"

"I didn't cry!" Catherine's face reddened slightly, a rare occurrence.

"Who would've thought it would disappear again now? I wonder where it's lost this time. Yupi boy, do you know?" Angelina smiled mischievously at Shen Mochen, her eyes increasingly captivating, as if she saw through everything.

"Ha ha..." Shen Mochen could only give an awkward laugh.

He really didn't know how to answer.

In fact, Catherine's cross was right there in Shen Mochen's pocket. He had brought the item back this time to find an opportunity to return it to her.

He only knew Catherine was very fond of this cross but didn't realize she would cherish it so much. This made him feel even more uneasy, feeling totally unworthy.

He never thought that one day, he would be so nervous even about accepting someone else's kindness.

"Give it back to me." Catherine stretched her hand out to Shen Mochen.

"What?" Shen Mochen didn't react at first.

"Didn't you pick it up?" Catherine said, "If you picked it up, give it back to me. That was your intention all along, wasn't it?"

"Oh, oh..."

Shen Mochen hastily fumbled in his pocket, his elbow accidentally brushing against Angelina's chest, eliciting a soft moan from her.

"If you want to flaunt your coquettishness, you'd better do it at the ball where many people can't wait to sleep with you."

Catherine almost snatched the cross necklace from Shen Mochen's hands, her voice fierce.

Angelina wrapped Shen Mochen in her arms with a smile, "You make me sound like a whore. I don't just sleep with anyone. They have to be at least as handsome as Buque boy here!"

What on earth are you two talking about? Though I don't have a mom, would a normal mother and daughter discuss this topic?

The corners of Shen Mochen's mouth twitched slightly, "Auntie, it's not really appropriate to talk about this..."

Angelina giggled, "Yupi boy, you're too shy. Kajie will be engaged in a few days. This is something she will have to face sooner or later!"

"But her wanting to sleep with you is probably not fake," Catherine sneered, "Shall I send you two to a nearby hotel? Don't feel bad about it, she's just that kind of whore."