The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 929 - 928: I Really, Really Like It

Chapter 929: Chapter 928: I Really, Really Like It

Su Luo sent a message to the group.

[Often the strong ones are right beside us, yet we think they’re ordinary, even less capable than ourselves who are unwilling to make an effort.]

This sentence seemed random, and since some students in class 25 were bored, they immediately asked out of curiosity.

[Class President Su Luo, what’s up?]

Fatty Hao: [Class President, have you been triggered by something?]

Shouhao: [Who dared to provoke you?! Just say the word, and the whole of class 25 will hold her accountable!]

Su Luo added: [Inspired by ’Lu Mian participates in Go chess human-machine competition, secures victory in 120 moves against AI robot.’]

[...]

Shouhao: [Goodbye.]

Fatty Hao: [Class President, it’s normal to feel triggered, you should learn to adjust yourself.]

The students were bustling with chatter, the group was lively.

Everyone was on summer vacation, so the coursework wasn’t that heavy. Even homeroom teacher Ding Cai was pretty free, and seeing the commotion in the group, he took a look at his phone.

And upon seeing it—

Ding Cai: [Lu Mian beat the robot?]

Su Luo: [Not only that, her accomplishments in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting have reached the level of being pursued by masters. The three contemporary masters of these arts have all become fans of Lu Mian.]

Everyone in the group quickly sent lemon emoji packs.

After Ding Cai asked, there was a long silence with no response. Fatty Hao and Shouhao were used to it and reminded everyone in the group.

Shouhao: [Old Ding probably went to take his medicine again.]

[My mom says that medicines are three parts poison, it’s not good to take them all the time.]

Fatty Hao: [It’s fine, Old Ding isn’t taking medicine, he’s taking the Nourishing Elixir that Brother Mian gave him, and each pill is worth a house!]

At that time, Ding Cai, who was trembling slightly while putting the Nourishing Elixir into his mouth, had his fingers trembling even more.

Being a homeroom teacher is hard.

Being responsible for aftercare is harder!

——

Yijing Residence.

Mo Si and Mo Nie brought Lu Mian, Xiao Qimo, and Xiao Jianli back.

Mo Fan heard some noise at the door and came out to greet them, and besides meeting the five people, he also saw a robot.

Mo Fan was puzzled and stared, wide-eyed, at the robot 823 for a while. He pulled Mo Si over curiously to ask, "What’s this thing?"

unhappily rotated its smooth head 360 degrees, retorting with a fragile heart, "You’re the thing, your whole family is!"

"..."

Mo Fan’s expressionless face cracked a little, "Where did it come from?"

Mo Si nonchalantly explained, "Simply put, Miss Lu participated in a human-machine competition and beat the robot. The robot got depressed from the shock and stuck to Miss Lu."

"Miss Lu actually agreed to bring it back?"

"I’m puzzled too." Mo Si shook his head and whispered to Mo Fan, "This robot is not only dumb but also fragile, it’s probably the first AI in the world to lose at Go to a human. Miss Lu said it’s a piece of junk that should be returned to the factory for a reset, and even the Lu Group didn’t want it, but she picked it up anyway."

Mo Fan let out an "oh" and suddenly caught on to the main point, "You went to the Go competition?"

"Yes, we even met Master Jing!"

"Master Jing? So he’s back?" Mo Fan’s eyes shifted slightly, and his ordinarily stern face showed a bit of respect and solemnity.

"With Master Jing back, the relationship between the Chixia Sect and the Mercenary Alliance might ease up a bit."

"Master Jing was the previous Sect Master of the Chixia Sect, it’s been a long time since he’s involved himself with sect matters, right?"

After Mo Si finished speaking, Mo Fan’s eyes dimmed a little, worried about the increasingly tense relations between the Chixia Sect and the Mercenary Alliance.

Mo Nie got off the car, didn’t interact with these two buddies, but instead followed Lu Mian.

He still carefully held onto the documents in his hands, and after walking for a bit, Xiao Qimo turned back and gave him a look.

Mo Nie cleared his throat awkwardly, "Miss Lu."

Lu Mian lazily responded with a "Hmm."

"I heard your MM Ji Restaurant is opening the day after tomorrow."

Lu Mian calculated the days, the day after tomorrow was August 8th, "Yes."

Mo Nie felt a stir in his spirit and thought that the strategy of Lu Mian focusing on her career would soon take its first step.

Mo Nie pumped his fist earnestly, and, being usually straightforward, he rarely said something so pleasing.

"Miss Lu, I wish you prosperous business! May wealth flow in! May your career soar! Go for it!"

Lu Mian: ...What’s wrong with Mo Nie?

She looked at Xiao Qimo, who also seemed confused, but dismissively waved his hand, signaling Mo Nie to hurry up and leave.

Seeing Mo Nie was like seeing work, annoying.

Mo Nie left, enduring the humiliation, all the while silently chanting: May Miss Lu become immensely wealthy! May Miss Lu’s net worth surpass the richest man!

Xiao Qimo had just sent Mo Nie away and then came another clingy thing.

The suave man stared at the robot 823, which was twirling on the ground and lazily gliding behind Lu Mian, calling out "Master! Master! Master...!" and felt it was an eyesore.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt; not only did he have to compete with friends and family, men and women for Lu Mian, now he had to compete with a hard, non-human entity.

He seized the moment when Lu Mian wasn’t looking, extended his long leg, and deliberately blocked 823’s swerving path.

The long leg directly intercepted 823’s route.

couldn’t get past and could only anxiously spin around in place.

"Master save me! Master save me...!"

Xiao Qimo: Damn...you’re the one with a mouth!

Lu Mian turned her head, gave two suspicious glances, and when she noticed Xiao Qimo acting like a primary school kid, her mouth twitched.

"Director Qi~" Her voice slightly lifted at the end, with tones of appeasement and coquetry, followed by a few low chuckles.

Xiao Qimo puffed slightly, "Why did you bring it back?"

Bringing it back was just a burden and clingy, so annoying.

Lu Mian came up to Xiao Qimo, casually draping her right hand over his shoulder, her slender legs crossed, from the shape of her legs to the folds of her pants, looking aesthetically pleasing.

She looked amused at the sulking, suave man, poking her alabaster fingertip at his jawline, "For you."

"For me?"

"Its number is 823, which is your birthday." Lu Mian leaned her chin on Xiao Qimo’s shoulder as well, her breath gently whispering, carrying an indelible warmth and pleasure amidst its coolness.

"..."

The moment Xiao Qimo tilted his head, he could see that beautiful, delicate face lightly speaking.

823, huh...

Such a small detail extinguished all of Xiao Qimo’s jealousy and gloom.

Her subtlety was all hidden beneath this seemingly cool and rebellious face.

Her warmth could only intensify the more one savored it.

Grandpa hadn’t noticed, Mo Si and Mo Nie hadn’t noticed, he himself hadn’t noticed, but she had.

Xiao Qimo suddenly felt like he was a childish kid, not understanding why Lu Mian picked up a piece of junk and even caused trouble.

But now it felt like...

Every little detail about him was marked in her heart, bit by bit.

Xiao Qimo wasn’t upset anymore, and not jealous either. He tilted his head and nudged Lu Mian’s nose tip, "Remembering so clearly, do you really like me?"

"Ah..." Lu Mian’s lips curled up, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes bending into a beautiful arc, "Really like, really like you."

Xiao Qimo wrapped her in his arms, gently inhaling her sweet scent.

He slightly nodded, placing a deep kiss on her lips.

He kissed seriously.