In the research institute, everyone wore fake compliments, barely maintaining a lukewarm relationship.

"Dean Li, we had no choice in what happened a few days ago. You are so magnanimous, surely you won't blame us?" A casual voice suddenly interrupted the harmony that everyone was trying to maintain.

The room fell silent for a moment, and everyone around unconsciously looked toward the source of the sound. Li Mo couldn't help but turn his head to look as well.

The man, dressed in a lab coat, slumped casually in his chair. He had striking, deep-set features and dark brown eyes that he looked at Li Mo with a nonchalant air.

Who is this person? How can they have such influence?

For a moment, Li Mo was bewildered. He had been engrossed in his research and only now realized that he couldn't even remember the names of most of the dozens of researchers and assistants in the lab.

We should investigate this carefully; this person is very unfriendly, which is not a good sign.

Li Mo subtly curled the corners of his lips into a slight smile and said calmly, "No."

Seeing the dean's statement, the other lackeys wisely echoed him. Who was the one who spoke? It was none other than the young master of the powerful Wang family, who dared to offend him—a death wish.

In order to create a facade, the shrewd and worldly colleague immediately chimed in with praise, "Dean Li is indeed magnanimous."

"It is truly a blessing that we can work with Dean Li."

"Dean Li is truly a role model for us all..."

……

Li Mo smiled amiably, seemingly without any temper. He lowered his eyes, returned to his seat, and began preparing his transformation potion.

There was no excitement to be seen; everyone returned to their jobs and went about their own business.

I thought we'd start arguing? Pshaw, this young man has no backbone, he's spineless!

The brown-eyed youth stared at Li Mo's retreating figure, gave a mocking smile, and let out a disdainful snort.

"Humph!"

So what if you have some brains? Why are you acting all high and mighty? The situation is unclear now, but wait until you're no longer useful, and then we'll see how I deal with you.

Su Jie glanced at Li Mo with concern, then looked away and continued with his work.

Li Mo completely ignored the sinister gaze behind him and devoted himself seriously to his research.

He personally handled every step of the process, from preparation and observation to testing, without daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Even though the cameras had been removed, Li Mo became even more cautious. This was his dream, his hope. Whoever stood in his way, he would spare no effort to eliminate them.

At five o'clock sharp, Li Mo immediately put down his work. He carefully put all his research results into his spatial ring and tidied up his workbench.

Time to go home!

I had promised to treat Ms. Huang to dinner, but I don't know if she has time.

Li Mo was the first to leave, his steps hurried, his expression calm, without saying goodbye to anyone.

He seems different from before.

Su Jie silently watched his retreating figure, sighing inwardly. He packed his things and left as well. Su Jie was always a very low-profile person, and surprisingly, no one noticed him leaving.

Finally, only a few dedicated individuals remained in the quiet laboratory, silently conducting their research.

……

"Miss Huang, do you have time tonight?"

"what's up?"

"I promised to treat you to dinner."

"Oh."

Li Mo listened intently, unable to contain his nervousness; his palms were sticky and sweaty.

"I have some things to do today, how about tomorrow?" Qin Baobao squinted as she lay on the warm balcony, not wanting to move.

After hanging up the call, Li Mo excitedly jumped up and down several times.

Ms. Huang said we should have dinner together tomorrow, that's great!

Just then, a hovercar drove out of the research institute, sped to the intersection, and then reversed back.

"Oh, look who I see here! Isn't this our Dean Li? Why are you so happy? Did you manage to curry favor with an important person again?"

Li Mo looked up and saw the brown-eyed youth from that morning. He sat in the hovercar, his gaze filled with disdain.

So there really are people in this world who aren't afraid of death? Do they think they're tough?

Wang Zhikang, the young master of the Wang family...

Li Mo looked at him and smiled gently. A deep blackness lingered in his eyes, calm and undisturbed, like an abyss or a mist.

"What a coincidence? Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd been keeping an eye on me all this time." As he said the last part, Li Mo's smile turned meaningful. His bright eyes seemed to see right into a person's soul.

"Who...who is paying attention to you?"

Wang Zhikang was so stared at that he could barely speak, and he stepped on the gas and sped off.

This is terrifying. What kind of lunatics are these? The way they look at me is like they want to eat me alive.

"Huh~"

Wang Zhikang got goosebumps all over and couldn't help but shake his body like his girlfriend.

You're insane! Go die!

What's going on above? The task is clearly completed. Why keep this useless person around? Is he just here to annoy people?

After the family's demise, the higher-ups' intentions became increasingly unpredictable. Wang Zhikang even couldn't resist the urge to disregard the family's wishes and eliminate this person right now. It was utterly disgusting.

Watching the speeding car disappear into the distance, Li Mo thought to himself that it was time for him to buy a car.

Should I invite Miss Huang along? She might be able to offer some advice. Li Mo gazed ahead, lost in a beautiful fantasy.

I opened my account and looked at the balance: [amount in yuan].

Shattered by his illusions, Li Mo was caught in a dilemma. Would Miss Huang, with her noble birth, possibly prefer a hovercar?

It's not even a fraction of the 200 million needed to buy a hovercar, and besides, I don't really like the hovercars I own.

Why not build one ourselves?

They can plagiarize research institute materials without spending their own money? They can also make some contact with the Huang family.

Killing three birds with one stone, achieving three goals at once. My own little wallet can even grow a bit fatter, so I can live with Miss Huang from now on...

"No, wise people don't fall in love. Love is just a process of the body releasing dopamine. I'm just letting things take their course, waiting for love to become a thing of the past. How can I get caught up in it and plan for the future? Wake up, Li Mo!" The future doesn't even exist!

Li Mo muttered to himself, suddenly realizing that they had known each other for two months. From a scientific point of view, in another month, as they gradually became familiar with each other, their passion would fade, their love would disappear, and dopamine would stop being secreted.

He believed he would regain his senses and rationality, which was why he chose to indulge himself and frequently contact Huang Wei.

In reality, many childhood sweethearts don't win over those who come later in life, and this is the same principle. After all, childhood friends are just childhood friends; even if they go out and hook up with a scumbag or a gold digger, they usually won't go back to the grass near their own nest.

The reason is simple: because it's so familiar. Like one's left and right hands, body and soul. Would you say let the body marry the soul, or the left hand marry the right hand?

I wouldn't even consider it, okay? Because I'm so familiar with it that I can simply ignore it.

Therefore, the more familiar people are with each other, the less likely they are to develop romantic feelings.

Dopamine levels only remain high for a long time unless two people share a life-or-death experience or go through another deeply traumatic event.

Two months have passed, and they have been in frequent contact. They try to meet up whenever possible to increase their familiarity with each other.

However, when Li Mo reached out and covered his chest, the thought of that person filled him with overwhelming emotion and a sense of exhilaration. Clearly, his condition showed no signs of abating; in fact, it was escalating and spiraling out of control.

What's going on? It's as if they've known each other for a long time, as if by some unseen force. He's long been familiar with the feeling of loving her. No prompting is needed; loving her is instinctive.

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