After the Reborn Young Master Embraced a Life of Wellness – Chapter 37

Chen Mo had never been this close to anyone in his entire life.

Especially now—when he could clearly feel his knee resting in someone else’s palm—

It left him feeling a little at a loss.

Under the dim light,

Xi Siyan looked perfectly at ease.

His movements were calm, natural, and unhesitating.

“You seem really good at taking care of people.” Chen Mo remarked.

Xi Siyan switched out the towel for a fresh one and replied,

“I grew up with my grandparents.”

“You know how it is—when people get older, they always have some health issues.”

Chen Mo: “Then you must have had a really good relationship with them.”

“Not bad,” Xi Siyan smiled.

He continued applying the hot compress for nearly ten minutes before finally stopping.

“All done,” he said.

“Thanks.”

Chen Mo retracted his leg and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The air conditioner was on, filling the room with a warm, dry air.

Xi Siyan’s gaze briefly swept across Chen Mo’s reddened knees,

Then drifted lower.

Casually, he asked,

“Is that a burn on your foot?”

“This?”

Chen Mo glanced down, running his fingers over the scar at his ankle.

“Mm.”

“Cigarette burn,” Chen Mo said indifferently.

“I didn’t treat it at the time, and it was summer, so it got inflamed. That’s why the scar is so noticeable.”

Xi Siyan had seen the scars on Chen Mo’s body before.

There was more than one.

That day at the Yang family villa,

When he had emerged from the swimming pool,

So many people had seen them.

Yet, no one ever questioned

How the so-called “poor but harmonious adoptive family” from the news

Could have let a 17-year-old boy end up covered in old scars.

Xi Siyan had already heard the truth from Chen Mo himself

During their visit to the Chinese medicine clinic.

But when his fingertips accidentally brushed over

The circular scar just now—

He still couldn’t help but ask.

Chen Mo had fair skin,

And despite growing up in such a harsh environment,

It had never faded.

So the scars stood out even more.

Yet the person sitting cross-legged on the bed,

Talking so nonchalantly about their cause—

It almost gave an illusion.

As if this person had a soul far more mature and resolute

Than his age would suggest.

A strength that could carry him through any hardship.

It was the bystanders

Who found it hard to bear.

Xi Siyan didn’t ask any more questions.

“Get some rest,” he simply said.

Chen Mo had already forgotten

The slight discomfort from earlier.

His body felt warm and relaxed from the hot compress,

And before long, sleep overtook him.

That night,

Chen Mo slept soundly.

No dreams.

The Next Morning.

When he woke up, it was already nine o’clock.

Outside the window,

The distant ski slopes were blanketed in white.

The light snowfall from last night had never stopped—

It had continued falling all through the night.

The air in the room was dry,

A result of the heater running all night.

Chen Mo turned over and noticed a glass of water on his nightstand.

But Xi Siyan was nowhere to be seen.

He picked up his phone and checked his messages.

Only then did he realize—

The others had gone to the ski resort early in the morning.

Chen Mo called Lao Gou.

“Hey! Chen Mo!”

A gust of cold wind rushed through the phone,

Along with Lao Gou’s familiar voice.

Chen Mo sat up, leaned against the headboard,

Took two sips of water, and asked,

“What’s up with you?”

“Jiang Xu and I are still learning!”

Lao Gou groaned dramatically.

“We’ve fallen so many times—our moms probably wouldn’t even recognize us!”

Chen Mo chuckled, setting the cup down.

“I’ll come find you later.”

“No, don’t!”

Lao Gou stopped him immediately.

“Brother Yan said your leg hurt last night, so we didn’t wake you. Just rest up—we’ll be back before noon.”

Chen Mo: “Where’s everyone else?”

“Over on the advanced slopes.”

Lao Gou was panting heavily,

“Those young masters are showing off their skills. Tons of people are watching.”

Chen Mo wasn’t surprised.

In his past life,

Yang Shule had learned how to ski because Qi Lin and his group

Always arranged winter sports activities.

Later on,

Chen Mo had learned many other skills—

Golf.

Billiards.

Rowing.

Most of them were for business networking.

Skiing?

He never learned it.

And he had no intention of trying now.

Still, after getting up and washing up,

He took the cable car up to the mountaintop.

At the Summit.

Shops and food stalls lined the area,

Catering to the holiday crowds.

It was New Year’s weekend,

And the place was packed.

Chen Mo wandered into the ski lodge and strolled around.

Until—

“Hey, little brother!”

Someone suddenly called out to him.

Chen Mo turned to see two young girls rushing up to him.

They looked about 17 or 18,

Both wearing white ski suits.

One of them, a round-faced girl with bangs, asked,

“Are you here alone?”

“No, I’m with my classmates,” Chen Mo replied.

He wasn’t sure why they stopped him,

So he asked directly,

“Something you need?”

The two girls exchanged glances,

Then the round-faced girl took a step forward and whispered,

“We’re beginners and heading to the beginner slopes.”

“You looked like you were alone, so we thought—maybe you’d like to join our group?”

“Oh.”

Chen Mo waved his hand, smiling.

“You two at least know where the entrance is.”

“I wouldn’t even know which way the door opens.”

“I don’t ski. Sorry.”

The girl’s eyes filled with disappointment.

She whispered,

“The ski instructors here are ridiculously expensive.”

“We were hoping to find an expert to coach us instead.”

Chen Mo chuckled.

“Do I look like an expert?”

“Well… you’re handsome,” the girl replied honestly.

They had actually been watching him for a while.

Among the crowds rushing to ski,

He was the only one wandering around aimlessly.

His features were youthful,

And his long legs stood out even more under his black winter coat.

The round-faced girl hesitated, then made another suggestion.

“It’s freezing anyway.”

“We don’t really feel like skiing.”

“How about we grab a drink together instead?”

At this point,

If Chen Mo still didn’t get the hint,

He would’ve lived in vain for so many years.

He found their boldness amusing.

So he smiled and refused politely:

“I’m not thirsty, but I’ll treat you two. Pick whatever you want.”

Meanwhile, on the Advanced Slopes.

Qi Lin and Bai Cheng had just finished showing off.

As they took a break,

Qi Lin asked,

“Where’s Xi Siyan?”

Someone pointed toward the back.

With a knowing smirk, they said,

“He’s having a ‘technical discussion’ with a girl.”

Qi Lin turned to look, then smacked the guy on the head.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“That’s Xixi from the UI Club. She’s training as a scout for the national team.”

“She’s only 19, but in the skiing world, she’s already considered a senior. She’s got tons of students.”

Bai Cheng raised an eyebrow. “Old Xi seems pretty familiar with her.”

Qi Lin snorted. “Of course he is.”

“They’re practically siblings—raised by the same coach.”

“Wait, isn’t she older than Brother Yan? Why is she still called his junior?”

Qi Lin rolled his eyes.

“Old Xi has been skiing since he was six.”

“You really wanna compare seniority with that?”

Just as he finished speaking,

Two figures—one red, one black—came streaking down the mountain.

Even to an untrained eye,

It was clear that their skiing was on another level.

Every movement was textbook perfect.

As they approached,

Both skiers executed a sudden, precise stop,

Sending a wall of snow flying into the air—several meters high.

“Damn it!”

Several people, now soaked in snow, immediately complained.

“You totally did that on purpose!”

“That was brutal!”

“You should be banned from the ski resort for this kind of behavior!”

The girl in red removed her goggles, laughing as she turned back.

“Looks like you brought a lot of new friends this year.”

Then she turned back to greet everyone,

“Hello!”

A chorus of voices immediately replied,

“Hello, young lady!”

“Old Xi, introduce yourself properly.”

The man in black ski gear,

His face completely covered,

Didn’t bother introducing himself.

Instead, he simply said to the girl,

“I can’t answer that technical question you asked earlier.”

“You should ask the coach.”

The girl grinned.

“I had to test you.”

“You say you’re just a casual skier,”

“Yet every year, you show up, destroy my so-called ‘professionals,’ and make them cry.”

“I had to check if you’ve gotten rusty.”

Xi Siyan ignored the comment.

He turned to the others and said,

“Let’s go.”

The girl was caught off guard.

“Hey, leaving already?!”

But before she could stop him,

The man she was calling had already disappeared down the slope.

His junior sister stood there, confused.

She turned to Qi Lin, looking puzzled.

“What’s going on? He always skis here for at least half a day—why is he leaving so soon?”

Qi Lin looked equally innocent.

“How would I know?”

Back at the Ski Lodge.

The entire group regrouped in the ski hall,

Just as Lao Gou and his friends returned from the beginner slopes.

This year, the resort was especially packed.

The ski hall was completely full.

Lao Gou groaned, “You guys have no idea how bad it was at the beginner slope.”

“It was like a battlefield.”

“Total chaos—noobs crashing into each other left and right.”

Qi Lin smirked. “Where to next?”

Lao Gou checked the time.

“Let’s head back first.”

“Chen Mo is still at the villa.”

At the mention of his name,

Everyone suddenly remembered.

“Is Moge okay?”

“Old man said his legs were sore, but nothing serious.”

“Alright then, let’s go back. It’s almost lunchtime anyway.”

As they walked out,

Someone suddenly pointed at a glass window of a nearby café.

“Wait… doesn’t that guy look exactly like Mo Shao?”

“Bullshit,” Lao Gou scoffed.

“He literally called me at nine o’clock. He—”

Then he turned his head.

And froze.

“…Fuck.”

Inside the Café.

Chen Mo was leaning back in his chair,

A faint smile on his face as he listened to someone talk.

Across from him,

Two girls were chatting enthusiastically.

Chen Mo had no idea

That he was currently being watched by a group of his own people.

Originally, he had planned to leave right after paying.

But the girl kept asking questions.

Honestly?

He wasn’t really listening.

His mind had drifted elsewhere.

But from the outside—

His calm expression made it seem like he was paying full attention.

Until—

The café door swung open again.

The girl across from him happened to ask,

“Do you know anyone who’s really good at skiing?”

Chen Mo raised his chin toward the entrance.

“Your expert just walked in.”

Both girls turned around at the same time.

And froze.

Chen Mo was just about to wonder why their expressions changed—

When he saw someone step in behind Xi Siyan.

It was a girl.

She glanced at the table,

Then tilted her head and whispered something to Xi Siyan.

She looked familiar.

Before he could place her,

He noticed a group of very conspicuous people

Standing outside the glass window.

When Chen Mo looked over,

They started waving at him frantically—

Like a bunch of idiots.

Smiling way too happily.

Chen Mo was about to ask,

“Why aren’t you guys coming in?”

But before he could,

Xi Siyan and the girl beside him had already walked up.

The two girls sitting across from Chen Mo spoke first.

“Senior Sister.”

Then they turned to Xi Siyan.

“…Senior Brother.”

Their voices had instantly shrunk to a whisper.

Chen Mo: “…”

He raised an eyebrow at Xi Siyan.

“You know them?”

Xi Siyan was still in his black ski suit,

Snow dusting his shoulders,

Wind still clinging to his figure,

Making him look colder than usual.

He gave a short, indifferent hum—

A clear acknowledgment of their greeting.

Chen Mo glanced at the girl beside Xi Siyan.

She had a playful, gloating smile as she said to the other two girls,

“I told you guys not to go around flirting with cute boys.”

“But you didn’t listen.”

“And now, look—”

“You went and flirted with your own senior brother.”

The round-faced girl turned beet red.

“We just had a drink together.”

She muttered.

Chen Mo found the whole thing weird.

Still, he turned to Xi Siyan and asked,

“Damn, where’d you get so many junior sisters?”

Xi Siyan ignored the question.

Instead, he grabbed Chen Mo’s bag from the stool.

“Are you coming or not?”

Chen Mo said nothing.

He simply stood up.

As they walked toward the exit,

He overheard whispers behind them.

“Senior Sister, why is Senior Brother even here?”

“Isn’t he the type who doesn’t care about these things?”

“‘Classmates’? How does someone go from ‘classmate’ to ‘complete stranger’?

This senior brother is way too mysterious!”

Chen Mo smirked.

Interesting.