Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 79 How did you turn me into a woman?
"Um, do we need to disguise ourselves?" Lin Xin gestured to her face. "Wouldn't it be bad if someone saw us?"

"How to disguise?" Mo Ziyuan asked with interest.

"Makeup." As if by magic, a box appeared in Lin Xin's hand. When she opened it, she saw a dazzling array of cosmetics and tools. Mo Ziyuan found that he didn't recognize any of them, and had never even seen them before.

"I'll put it on myself first." Lin Xin said, and began to apply the contents on her face. An hour later, under the witness of Mo Ziyuan, the rosy and healthy little girl turned into a middle-aged woman in her thirties with a sickly face.

"How is it?" Lin Xin asked while looking at herself in the mirror for loopholes.

"Awesome!" Mo Ziyuan gave a thumbs up.

"Of course!" Lin Xin smiled proudly. How could makeup, which is known as one of the four great magics in Asia, not be powerful?

"Come on! Do it for me too."

"Tell me, what kind of look do you want?" Lin Xin asked cheerfully, looking at her flawless makeup with satisfaction.

"Whatever. It's best to make the contrast bigger so that people can't associate it with me."

"Tsk! Close your eyes and wait!" Lin Xin curled her lips. She was already trying to change her expression, and she was still saying "whatever"? Who were you kidding?
She rolled her eyes, gave a wicked smile, and started fiddling with Mo Ziyuan's face.

Because Mo Ziyuan couldn't see, his other senses became more acute. The faint fragrance from Lin Xin's body seemed to drift into his nose; her soft little hands made his heart itch when she applied the cream on his face; and he could occasionally feel her warm breath when she got close to his face. All of these things intertwined together made his heart beat faster and louder.

Lin Xin was concentrating on changing his face when she suddenly felt the temperature of the skin under her hand getting higher and higher until it was a little scalding. Her heart skipped a beat and she thought, "Oh no! Could it be that his wound is inflamed and causing him to have a fever?"
"Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Does the wound hurt?" She stopped what she was doing, stared at him and asked.

"No!" Mo Ziyuan's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like he was stiffening.

"Really? Then why is your face so hot? Do you have a fever?" Lin Xin said, then she felt his forehead with the back of her hand, then her own, and muttered doubtfully, "It's not much hotter than mine!"

If possible, Mo Ziyuan felt like he would definitely want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He subconsciously took a step back and shook his head, "I don't have a fever, and my wound is fine."

"Oh," Lin Xin stared at him again, and indeed didn't find that he was pretending, so she began to work on "changing his face" again.

This time, Mo Ziyuan didn't dare to think about it anymore. He simply thought about how to contact His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the shortest time and pick up the little grandson.

After half an hour, Lin Xin put down her eyebrow pencil, held up a mirror to Mo Ziyuan's face, and called out, "Okay, see if this works."

Mo Ziyuan opened his eyes and felt the most direct visual impact.

He couldn't believe that the woman in the mirror with pockmarks on her face and a mole near her mouth was himself.

"How did you turn me into a woman?" Mo Ziyuan was so frightened that he stuttered.

"Didn't you say to make the contrast bigger so people wouldn't associate it with you? What do you think? Is this contrast big enough?" Lin Xin tried her best to suppress her laughter and looked at him seriously.

"You!" Mo Ziyuan was furious. This wasn't the kind of contrast he was talking about! She must have deliberately misinterpreted his meaning!!!
"Okay, it's almost dawn. We'll pick up the little grandson today. You should hurry up and contact the prince!" Lin Xin said quickly when she saw the veins on his forehead bulging.

"Hmph! Just wait and see how I'm going to deal with you when I get back!" Mo Ziyuan glared at her fiercely, and unhappily took out a finger-long cylinder from his arms, fiddled with it for a while, and threw it into the sky. Then a puff of blue smoke rose from the air and dissipated after a few breaths.

"That's it?" Lin Xin looked at Mo Ziyuan in disbelief. "The smoke disappeared so quickly. Are you sure the prince's men saw it?"

Mo Ziyuan didn't say anything. He squatted down, found a stone and started drawing on the ground. Lin Xin came over curiously, but after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't figure out what he was drawing. She just felt that it was very complicated and winding.

"Let's go!" Mo Ziyuan finished painting, threw down the stone in his hand and said to Lin Xin.

"Where are we going?" Lin Xin asked blankly.

"Find a place to hide and wait for the prince's men to come."

"Ah?" Without waiting for Lin Xin to ask again, Mo Ziyuan took a big step and walked away from the capital.

Lin Xin pouted and muttered "stingy man", waved her hand to put the car into the space, and followed Mo Ziyuan.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Mo Ziyuan raised the corners of his mouth, then lowered them again and continued walking forward.

Soon, the two arrived outside a dilapidated farm. Mo Ziyuan lightly jumped up and climbed over the wall. He turned to Lin Xin and said, "Follow me."

After saying that, he flashed and jumped into the farm.

Lin Xin followed him over the wall into the farm, only to discover that this place had been abandoned for a long time. The houses in the distance were dilapidated, the land was overgrown with weeds, and the scene was desolate everywhere.

"Shall we just wait here?" Lin Xin asked after looking around.

"Well," Mo Ziyuan said after a moment's thought, "I'll hide in the dark when someone comes. If the person who comes is the one we're waiting for, I'll throw a stone out. If the person who comes is not the right one, I'll kill one of them in secret. The rest will be left to you. Remember, don't let any of them survive."

"Hey, I only told you that I was bringing you to the capital to pick up the little grandson, I didn't say I was going to kill anyone!" Lin Xin said dissatisfiedly.

"I know your ability. In my current state, even if I take action, I will only be a burden to you. Besides, the people who come may not be ours." Mo Ziyuan said seriously.

Lin Xin scratched her face, feeling that what he said was true, but she still felt like she was being schemed against. She couldn't figure out what he had plotted against her, so she could only nod reluctantly.

"Let's take a break first! Maybe there will be a tough battle later." After Mo Ziyuan said this, he didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, and sat down directly, supporting his chin with one hand, his eyes far away, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Lin Xin thought for a moment, then took out two recliners from the space, threw one to Mo Ziyuan, and sat down on the other. She then took out two bags of bread and two bottles of mineral water, keeping half for herself and giving the rest to Mo Ziyuan.

Having seen Lin Xin create a large, moving iron lump with her bare hands, Mo Ziyuan was now well accustomed to her taking things out of space. He stood up, patted his butt, and sat down on the recliner. He followed her example, tearing open the bread bag and unscrewing the mineral water bottle to eat and drink.

(End of this chapter)