The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 653 - Chapter 653 Chapter 653 Manage Her!

Chapter 653: Chapter 653: Manage Her!

Chapter 653: Chapter 653: Manage Her!

Lu Mian pushed Xiao Qimo away, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, not taking the matter seriously at all.

“Director Qimo, now is not the time to talk about this.”

“?” What else is there to talk about?

Having kids?

Lu Mian pulled out her phone from her pocket, “Let’s first talk about something more important.”

Xiao Qimo: …

What could be more important than getting a marriage certificate?

For Xiao Qimo, obtaining a marriage certificate was a matter of utmost importance.

For Lu Mian, it was just a trivial matter as simple as “if it’s convenient for you and for me, let’s go to the civil affairs office”aEUR”so easy.

The man slumped back into his seat, massaging his temples as he listened.

Lu Mian earnestly began to speak while sliding her finger across her phone screen.

“Director Qimo, you once said that you gave up your favorite thing in the world for something.

I’ve carefully calculated the timeline, and your departure from Sufeng Game Company was on May 13, 2015.

I just asked Yunshen, and that was also the time you left the Shadow Hunting Team.”

Xiao Qimo’s fingers, resting on his temples, stiffened slightly.

“Based on what Xiu Qian said just now, I also checked when the Xiu Family changed their surname, and again, it was May 13, 2015.”

Lu Mian took a deep breath, “So, something very important must have happened around the 13th of that year, right?”

Although she framed it as a question, her tone was assertive.

Xiao Qimo knew that having a smart and capable girlfriend, she would sooner or later figure these things out.

Denial was useless, but now was not the best time to confess.

He intermittently pressed on his temples and conveyed his attitude with a nonchalant silence.

Doing this would surely irritate his girlfriend, he thought, already considering how to console his wife.

However, Lu Mian was not as difficult to handle as Xiao Qimo imagined, or rather, her straightforward nature did not make her sensitive to the act of “withholding information.”

The young girl wrapped her fingers around her soft hair, smiling graciously.

“Don’t worry, I won’t force you to answer questions you don’t want to answer.

Everyone has their own secrets and difficulties that are hard to discuss, and nobody has the right to pressure someone else under the guise of ‘I’m doing this for your own good,’ right?”

“…”

Xiao Qimo turned his head to glance at Lu Mian, silently gripping the steering wheel.

He always felt that the little devil’s words seemed to be insinuating something about himaEUR|

He was secretly investigating Lu Mian’s affairs, she shouldn’t know about that…

should she?

Lu Mian wasn’t thinking that much.

Instead, she asked with concern, “Director Qimo, I only mentioned this because I wanted to ask if that issue has been resolved?

Will it still cause you trouble?

If you need help, just tell me.”

“…”

Xiao Qimo accidentally broke a layer of the leather steering wheel cover.

Give the male lead’s script back to him!

aEUR”aEUR”

Inside a solemn and grand office building.

The understated luxury of the lobby, the clean and bright marble floor, reflected the orderly footsteps of people coming and going.

“Mr.

Sikong, the President would like to see you,” said the secretary, approaching then bowing at a ninety-degree angle with the utmost respect to the man before her.

Her gestures and expressions were formulaic, but they couldn’t hide the blush that quickly crossed her cheeks.

Sikong Jian pulled his hand from his coat pocket, took the document handed by the secretary, and responded with a detached “Hmm,” before following the secretary to the office.

His long, straight legs were ensconced in crisply tailored trousers, each step he took carried an air of casual authority.

Halfway there, the cellphone in his pocket vibrated.

While walking, Sikong Jian reached in to check it.

It was a gossip news alert.

He narrowed his charming, phoenix-like eyes.

Normally disinterested in such information, he was inexplicably drawn to click on it by the words “ethereal beauty.”

In his heart, there was only one person who could be described as possessing ethereal beauty.

Lu Mian.

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The content of the news did not disappoint him; it reported on the promotional event of Sufeng Game Company.

Several high-definition photos were published.

In the picture, a spoiled young lady stood hand in hand with a scholarly gentleman, emanating a calm, celestial couple’s aura.

It was a post uploaded online by a journalist in a rush to break the news, even before the promotional event had ended.

Indeed, the game design competition hosted by Sufeng Game Company was a hot topic within the industry, but aside from people from within the industry and fans of the two legendary figures, not many were actually paying attention.

This time, it was the beauty of Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo that had caused the post to go viral beyond the gaming community.

Sikong Jian’s steps halted, he clicked on the accompanying images and zoomed in, the gleam in his eyes solidifying into layer upon layer of frost.

“Mr.

Sikong?”

The young female secretary wanted to hurry him along but didn’t dare.

This young man had achieved a high-ranking translator position at a young age and had become a trusted deputy of the president in a little over a yearaEUR”the president himself showed him respect.

She, a mere secretary, would not dare to offend him.

Regaining his composure, Sikong Jian put away his phone and spoke with icy detachment, “I have something to deal with, go ahead without me.”

“But, butaEUR|” The president is waiting for you!

What could possibly be so important that it took precedence over the president?

The secretary watched Sikong Jian’s cold departing figure with a combination of headache and admiration.

A man who is both handsome and cool, so charismatic.

Sikong Jian found an empty restroom, locked the door, and took a small SIM card out of his pocket.

He removed the old one and replaced it with the new.

He dialed a string of numbers.

The moment the other party picked up, Sikong Jian’s tone was somewhat irritated.

“Yuren, you need to control her!”

On the other end, Yuren was experimenting with new recipes.

As soon as he heard Sikong Jian’s tone, he put down the knife and fish in his hands and walked toward the living room after wiping his hands.

“What happened?” Yuren didn’t need to ask; he already knew who “she” was.

“She’s in today’s trending news, completely exposed to the media without any precautions!”

Yuren immediately picked up his computer and found the news that Sikong Jian was talking about.

When he saw the high-definition picture, the expression on his face was not much different from Sikong Jian’s earlier one, although Yuren was more restrained and deeper in thought, not so expressive.

“Sikong, calm down,” Yuren said, attempting to soothe him.

Sikong Jian just wasn’t in the mood to listen.

“It’s not about being calm or not, it’s about the danger her exposure could bring.

You know about the international police’s reward for number thirteen; by doing this, Lu Mian is only putting herself in danger!”

Yuren nodded, “You’re right, it’s too dangerous for her like this.”

“Exactly, you think so too.

To be honest, it doesn’t matter who she holds hands with or makes her relationship public with.

What’s important is that she can’t blow her own cover.

If someone with ill intentions were to take notice, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Brother, am I right?”

Yuren pursed his lips: aEUR|

Sikong, when you’re saying all this, could you tone down the jealousy a bit?

Are a few photos worth such an overreaction, making you so restless?