The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 623 - Chapter 623 Chapter 623 Face the Gale

Chapter 623: Chapter 623: Face the Gale Chapter 623: Chapter 623: Face the Gale Eh?

How come Little Mianmian’s cousin is here?

They had met a few times before in Wucheng, so Ye Jinwen had an impression.

Looking at the chilly, desolate atmosphere at the dinner table, he chickened out.

Ye Jinwen quickly retracted his neck, his footsteps light and swift as he fled the scene.

Ah ah ah, he’d caused trouble!

Qimo, just pretend it was all a dream!

Consequently, the atmosphere at the dining table grew even more suffocating because of his “exposA(c)”.

“Brother…” Lu Mian didn’t react much to Ye Jinwen’s words, in fact, she even found Director Qimo rather cute.

However, seeing Lu Xi’s face so dark and grim, she was deeply worried for the director.

What rotten luck to have these things exposed right now.

“Big brother, things aren’t as he described; a lot of it was just coincidence…” Lu Mian explained.

“Mr.

Lu, my intentions were definitely good.” Xiao Qimo didn’t deny it, but his heart had gone cold.

Lu Xi slammed his chopsticks down on the table, evidently trying hard to suppress his anger.

As a man, he found Xiao Qimo’s actions despicable, shameless, and scheming.

Deceiving Mianmian to come to Jinjing, tricking her to go home, and even lying to get her to live under the same roofaEUR”what was next, tricking her into bed?!

And after luring her in, was he going to play with her and then throw her away?

This type of profligate scion, he had seen too many of them in Jinjing!

Lu Xi left without even finishing his meal and headed straight for his room.

“Director Qimo, I’ll go check on him,” Lu Mian said and hurried after Lu Xi upstairs.

Xiao Qimo’s handsome face was overcast, his deep eyes veiled by a thick layer of ice, and the chopsticks in his hand, “crack,” broke.

He hadn’t even gained half of Lu Xi’s approval when Ye Jinwen went ahead and exposed his dark history, giving him a negative score upfront.

Well done.

Yun Sang touched his forehead, “Don’t blame Little Yezi, he just got overexcited…”

“Heh,” Xiao Qimo dropped the four broken pieces of chopsticks, “I don’t blame him.”

Yun Sang: …Got it, Little Yezi, brace yourself against the storm.

The genteel man stood up calmly, meticulously rolled up his shirt sleeves, and then walked out of the dining room, bringing with him a draft of cold air as he headed toward the lobby.

Ya Ling happened to be walking in carrying her luggage.

“Mr.

Xiao.” She stopped working and greeted him.

“You’re here.”

Xiao Qimo looked almost amused, his solid forearms exposed, as he stood with his arms crossed, leaning casually against the wall.

Despite his elegance, Ya Ling felt a chill run from her feet.

After a brief greeting, a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes as he spoke, his tone deep and meaningful.

“Ye Jinwen is indecisive and irresolute.

He has a sense of responsibility but is overly affectionate.

If he could do something foolish like pretend to court someone, he could do even more unintelligent things in the future.

Miss Ya, consider carefully.”

Having said his piece in one breath, he turned and left with his noble and cold elegance.

Ya Ling was left in the lobby, utterly bewildered.

Meanwhile, Ye Jinwen stood at the entrance, one hand holding a bag, scratching his head until it could accommodate a living room and three bedrooms.

With his back to the chilling wind, he was completely disheveled.

Following Xiao Qimo’s steps, Yun Sang tried to give some advice, “Qimo, there’s really no need for this…”

Xiao Qimo’s indifferent gaze swept over Yun Sang.

“Are you idle?

Has the Shadow Hunting Team’s CTF TIME point ranking reached first place?

Have you won the CTF competition again?

I give you funding every year, not for you to go around making little sisters and brothers.”

Yun Sang: …Shit!

aEUR”aEUR”

After Lu Mian and Lu Xi returned to their room, she said a lot of nice things.

But she noticed that the more she sided with Director Qimo, the unhappier her big brother became, and in the end, she simply stopped talking.

Her big brother was protective of her, and she understood that.

Some things, he had to see and confirm with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.

She believed Director Qimo was completely fine.

The two of them stayed quietly in the room, Lu Xi painting while Lu Mian sat on the side, occasionally fiddling with the computer, playing a few matches with the Shadow Hunting Team members, or pulling out some papers, pretending to write her winter vacation homework.

That was, until Zhou Xin came knocking on the door.

“Miss Lu, there’s a gentleman outside looking for you.”

“Looking for me?”

“Who’s looking for Mianmian?” Lu Xi was even more concerned than Lu Mian herself.

Zhou Xin told the truth: “The person said they are from Sufeng Game Company, named Qiu Shu.”

“Qiu Shu?

Creative Director Qiu Shu?” Lu Xi was familiar with the name, and after muttering to himself for a bit, he asked with suspicion, “Mianmian, do you know Director Qiu?”

Lu Xi wouldn’t have been so surprised if the person had come looking for him or Xiao Qimo.

Lu Mian’s mouth fell open, not expecting Qiu Shu to have followed her from Yulan Pavilion to Zitan Pavilion.

“I’m not close with him.” Lu Mian casually lied, “I’ll go down and see what he wants.”

“Okay.”

aEUR”aEUR”

Outside Zitan Pavilion.

Qiu Shu stood by the roadside, leaning against his Jeep, stamping his feet and smoking a cigarette.

Lu Mian, hands stuffed in her pockets and hood of her down jacket over her head, sauntered down lazily.

The first thing she said was in that roguish tone of hers, “You’re quite persistent, impressively determined.”

With a guileless smile, Qiu Shu stubbed out his cigarette and licked his lips, “The publicity event is in five days, and since I’ve touched you so deeply, then youaEUR|” He implied a plea.

Lu Mian cut him off expressionlessly, “Not going.”

Qiu Shu: …

so it’s a staunch refusal, huh!

Lu Mian raised her eyebrows slightly, fiddling with the bangs flattened by her hood, and asked, “Did you manage to invite the great god W?”

“No.”

“There you have it, I’m not going,” Lu Mian turned and walked away, “You should go back too, it’s quite cold outside.”

“You seem more humane than the last time I came here.” Even Qiu Shu noticed her subtle change and said with a wry smile, “Really can’t make an exception?”

“No exception.” Lu Mian was very decisive.

The conversation should have ended there, but then she remembered Lu Xi upstairs, paused, and turned back.

Qiu Shu’s eyes lit up, listening to her continue.

“I’ve heard that the content for your game competition has already been leaked.”

“Who did you hear that from?”

“Since I’m asking you this, it means I’m sure of it.” With just one sentence, Lu Mian silenced Qiu Shu, then went straight to the point, “Change it.”

“What?” Qiu Shu doubted he heard correctly.

“I said, when you go back, quickly change the competition theme.”

Qiu Shu was puzzled; it was all too sudden.

“There are only five days left before the publicity event, you’re asking the company to change the theme of the competition, that’s a bit difficult…

And more importantly, this theme was decided by Fei Nie from the third generation, creating an action game styled with Western aesthetics, she values this competition highly.”

“Western aesthetics?” Lu Mian took off her hood, her soft hair slightly messy, adding a touch of lazy beauty.

The girl’s brows knotted, her eyes filled with impatience and irritation.

“Do you think Sufeng Game Company has lived too long?”