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Chapter 13: Poor and Cold School Prince 11
The fingers that were playing with the coin suddenly stopped, and the lazy attitude disappeared. Bo Mianzhi seemed calm, but his tone was still a little anxious: "Who told you that?"

Meeting his serious eyes, Bo Ji thought he wanted to dig out the person she had buried next to him, and raised her eyebrows: "It's not important, just tell me if it's true. It seems to be called... Lin Feifei, right?"

Ling Mo cares so much about her childhood sweetheart, how could she possibly tell such a thing to her mother.

Lying back on the sofa in frustration, he said coldly: "No."

Thinking of something, he looked at his mother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and paused at her rosy cheeks.

"The new dark manager is someone you keep?"

Bo Ji got angry when she thought about this, but since it was already spread on the street, it would be obvious that she was trying to cover up the truth if she denied it, so she said casually, "Yes, the little guy is pretty and fun, I like him very much."

After saying this, he pretended to savor the moment.

crunch.

With his fists clenched, Bo Mianzhi said with difficulty: "Really? Congratulations, mother."

Looking at the gorgeous room, he seemed to be able to see the two of them making love.

"gone."

Seeing Bo Mianzhi's ugly expression, he drank a glass of wine angrily and then left in a daze. Bo Ji took a sip of red wine and began to think deeply.

Is the son so bad at drinking? But the grown-up son is so cute, and he will be even cuter as long as he doesn't tell his dead father about her.

Ling Mo was handling some things on the top floor when the male protagonist suddenly jumped out with a murderous look on his face, which was really scary.

"Master."

Ling Mo was still confused until his arm was grabbed by him and he was pulled into the small room.

His hand was placed on top of her head, and the tall boy lowered his head to meet her eyes. His eyes, as beautiful as the deep sea, were now filled with struggle and torment.

"You look like someone I like." His moist breath was in her ear, with a hint of alcohol.

[Fuck, what does the male lead want to do? ! ! !] System 618 is going crazy.

"Please don't follow your mother anymore. Come with me. She is old and I am still young. I can give you whatever you want."

Ling Mo was completely stunned. He struggled with his hands, but to no avail. He tried to reason with the male protagonist who seemed a little drunk.

"Master, I think you might be a little drunk."

Bo Mianzhi felt a little aggrieved, and went forward to hug him, "I'm not drunk, I just like you."

[It's over, you turned the male lead gay. 】

[If you can't help, shut up! 】

"But I'm not that person." Ling Mo began to be stubborn.

"You are it." Bo Mianzhi spoke the truth under the influence of alcohol.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she was sure that the male protagonist was just drunken, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, you are a little confused now, and you mistook me for him."

After an unknown amount of silence, the young man's aggrieved voice rang out, "I don't care... if you are him, then he is. If you are not him, then he is the one. I want you."

What is his and what is not his? Ling Mo was a little confused by him, but he understood the last sentence.

"I can't have you."

"Why!"

"The generations are messed up."

"But my nationality is Italian! China's rules don't apply to me!"

"...Are you really drunk?" Ling Mo began to doubt. After all, this guy's thinking logic was a little too clear.

Oops.

Bo Mianzhi squeezed out two tears and began to cry fakely: "The person I like doesn't like me! I'm heartbroken! Wuwu——"

Seeing the silly dog lying on his shoulder and crying, Ling Mo instantly had a vision of the hero from the previous world.

Why do they look a bit similar?
Also - how can there be heartbreak when you’re not even in love?
While she was distracted, Bo Mianzhi's eyes darkened. He tilted his head and pressed his lips against her neck. Then he pretended to be unsteady and pushed her down on the sofa.

[Host! The hero took advantage of you again!] This "again" is very magical.

【I can see that.】

Ling Mo tried hard to push the man away, but he seemed to be clinging to him and kept rubbing against him, like he was sucking a cat.

The boy is a head taller than her, and the gap between them will probably get bigger in the future.

"Master, get up."

"I don't."

A wet kiss was placed on the side of her neck.

Ling Mo didn't tolerate it anymore and banged his head to the side.

Feeling that she was about to butt heads with him, his face darkened instantly.

Do you hate him so much?
He raised his head and dodged her collision. Bo Mianzhi's eyes were so dark that Ling Mo couldn't help but feel scared.

"Get out of the way." She yelled again.

There was a knock at the door.

"Brother Ling, is that you? There's a disturbance downstairs, and the boss asked me to ask you to deal with it."

Bo Mianzhi had no choice but to sit up, watch him straighten his clothes, open the door and go out.

"The young master is drunk, send someone to take him back." The boy's pleasant voice was a little distorted through the door, but it was still so pleasant that it made his heart beat.

"Yes." That was the voice of the servant who had just called someone.

"Master, shall I ask the driver to take you back?"

"roll!"

The sound of broken glass rang out in the room. Ling Mo paused, then walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

bang——

The guest who was acting arrogantly was suddenly kicked hard to the ground, lying on his own vomit.

The sour smell entered the man's nose and he couldn't help but vomit again. Then he turned his head angrily and looked at the young man who was hiding in the shadows behind him and whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you?! I'm the manager of Marriott!"

Marriott, an old construction company, has begun to lag behind and its strength has declined in recent years. It has recently been preparing for a government tender and has invested all its working capital in it.

This information flashed through my mind instantly.

Ling Mo picked up the stick given by his men, shook it twice, then nodded his head slightly, signaling them to take the person to the back.

Seeing that he was still going to make trouble, Ling Mo did not hesitate and hit his calf with a stick where other guests could not see.

His men quickly covered his mouth.

The man's face was twisted in pain, but he could only make whimpering sounds.

Some people inadvertently saw that, turned their heads around and raised their glasses to their friends and smiled as usual, obviously they were accustomed to this farce.

The dark new manager's methods are indeed as ruthless as the rumors say.

"Dark deals require mutual consent. If I see you harassing pretty girls again, I will not only break both of your legs, but I will also give up the third leg!"

The young man slowly wiped his bloody hands, threw the handkerchief on the face of the person on the ground, slowly squatted down, and his whole body was filled with an evil aura.

The pair of black eyes under the mask were like the most terrifying infinite abyss in the devil's realm, devouring all living things.

The man on the ground kept shaking, muttering that he would never do it again, but the viciousness in his eyes was seen by the people in the bar without missing a beat.

"Marriott Group is preparing for a government bidding recently."

She picked up a toothpick nearby and quickly approached the pot-bellied man's eyes, scaring him so much that he started screaming and crawling again, but was held down by others.

"If it is reported that the company's internal staff are gathering for prostitution and gambling at this time, do you think the government will still allow you to participate in the bidding?"

(End of this chapter)