The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 951 - 950 Mo Ye: As long as I’m fast enough, the script is mine

Chapter 951: Chapter 950 Mo Ye: As long as I’m fast enough, the script is mine

The crowd followed their gaze and saw that starting from the staircase on the second floor, the lights turned on one by one.

Along with the lights, a tall and elegant girl with a cool temperament appeared.

As the girl descended the stairs step by step, the living room lights transitioned softly.

A graceful and soothing piano melody flowed through the air.

No one saw who was orchestrating all of this.

Except for Little Sansan, who was secretly hiding behind the staircase, making a winking face on the display screen while flamboyantly controlling the villa’s doors, curtains, lighting, and sound effects in strict accordance with Lu Mian’s commands.

While executing the program, it was also scrolling its current inner thoughts on the screen, brimming with sheer delight.

[Baby is so amazing! All of this was done by Baby! Now Baby is a Fifth Generation System, super awesome...]

Xiao Qimo stood motionless under the glow of the lights.

He squinted slightly, watching the graceful girl walking towards the light.

With one hand casually tucked into her trouser pocket and the other resting behind her back, she leisurely descended the stairs. The well-fitted black trousers accentuated her legs to look long and straight. Her blouse, made of chiffon, had its hem tied into a casual knot, faintly revealing her delicate, pale waist.

The blouse was adorned with a refined yet simple ruffled neckline, and the girl had deliberately tied a large and lovely deep ocean blue bow at the collar.

This outfit was entirely different from the usual casual and sporty style of Lu Mian. Clearly, it was something she would wear for a relatively formal occasion.

She had made thoughtful preparations for today’s arrival.

Xiao Qimo glanced down at his own outfit.

Similarly black trousers, similarly white shirt. The difference was that he wore a deep ocean blue tie while Lu Mian wore the bow.

A stunning synchronicity.

After an instant of surprise and joy, his next thought was a headache—

He had a premonition that the upcoming situation might be vastly different from the storyline he had planned...

Ye Jinwen didn’t immediately react. After the tense guesses earlier, he relaxed completely upon seeing Lu Mian appear.

He nudged Xiao Qimo, who was just a step ahead of him, covered his mouth, and whispered, "Seventh Brother, you’ve really outdone yourself this time!"

He assumed this was Xiao Qimo’s proposal ceremony, perfectly setting the mood. He discreetly took out his phone, recording the details while looking towards Ya Ling with eyes full of tender warmth.

Only to see Ya Ling’s red lips curve into a subtle smile, meaningful and cryptic.

What is this?

Why is Zero smiling so... strangely?

Does she not like surprises presented in this style?

Ye Jinwen was perplexed, still feeling this method was quite good.

Yun Sang and Xiao Jianli also breathed a sigh of relief, letting down their guard.

Yun Sang secretly cursed Xiao Qimo, "You should’ve told us about this process earlier. You stressed everyone out for no reason, isn’t that right, Grandpa Xiao?"

Xiao Jianli stroked the stubble on his chin, looking at his grandson standing tall under the glow with a mix of comfort and emotion, shaking his head slightly.

"Qimo rarely comes to his senses. It seems he’s pouring all his lifetime’s worth of romance onto Mianmian!"

"Mianmian is my sworn sister. If he doesn’t put his heart into this proposal, I’d be the first to disapprove..." Yun Sang muttered.

Xiao Jianli cast a deep glance at Yun Sang, a trace of worry flickering in his eyes.

Ah, now here comes yet another person vying with the Xiao Family for Mianmian...

The few were whispering amongst themselves.

Mo Si surveyed the living room, finding it all incredibly impressive.

"When did Master Mo get all this smart tech installed? Why didn’t I know? And this piano piece—so beautiful! Fan, have you heard it before?" He turned his head to discuss it with Mo Fan.

Mo Fan reined in his stern and aggressive vibe, his expressionless face shaking his head slightly.

"Never heard it before. Perhaps it’s a custom composition by some master that Master Mo commissioned."

"That must be it. So, this is what Master Mo has been mysteriously preparing for lately—a proposal!" Mo Si looked at his family head with admiration and anticipation, completely reassured.

This should put an end to any involvement from Ya Qiao.

As long as Master Mo successfully proposes, Miss Lu would officially bear the Xiao Family’s stamp as their betrothed, leaving no one daring to covet her!

Ya Qiao can go roll away elsewhere!

Everyone waited excitedly and expectantly, whispering among themselves—everyone except Xiao Qimo, who remained unresponsive and even seemed a little spaced out. His refined and elegant features were tinged with complexity and depth.

Mo Fan’s frosty demeanor slightly shifted. "I’ve never seen Master Mo like this before... Uh, I mean, looking so devoted."

"Me neither... Master Mo really went all out this time!"

Although Xiao Qimo heard what was being said nearby, the more they spoke, the darker his expression grew.

After all, this lighting, atmosphere, and the elegant piano piece—none of this was his doing!

And as the girl gradually approached him, it felt as though he could already foresee what was about to happen in the next minute.

"Sir, hurry up! Miss Lu is already coming down!"

Mo Si excitedly reminded him, even leading the group in a round of applause.

Xiao Jianli: "My good grandson, come on! Mianmian is waiting for you!"

Yun Sang: "Xiao Qimo, can you just get on with it?! So slow even for a proposal..."

Ye Jinwen: "Seventh Brother! Go for it! I’m still counting on you to set the right example for all of us!"

Xiao Qimo flashed a sinister look at these senseless family members egging him on. What kind of eyesight do they have? Can’t they see Lu Mian is stealing his script?!

Right now, he’s being proposed to by Lu Mian, understand?!

Heart-strained.

Utterly exhausted.

Surprise was surprise, and joy was joy.

As Xiao Qimo touched the ring box in his pocket, he suddenly took a deep breath, a flicker of dark light passing through his gold-framed glasses, and his lips curled into a smile.

At the same time, Lu Mian had also walked slowly to him.

Before the girl could retrieve the hand she had been holding behind her back, Xiao Qimo seized the moment while no one was paying attention, and swiftly dropped to one knee, kneeling before Lu Mian with a ’thud.’

Lu Mian’s gentle and smiling features froze slightly.

Xiao Jianli, holding his phone, grumbled in disdain without sparing a second glance.

"What’s the rush? Like he can’t wait for his meal—he ended up startling Mianmian." He muttered disapprovingly.

Ye Jinwen absorbed it all, making a mental note that when he proposes in the future, he must not rush.

Xiao Qimo chuckled coldly in his mind.

What do you all know?!

If I wait even one more second, I wouldn’t be the one kneeling!

Anyway... as long as I’m fast enough, this script will still be mine!

Lu Mian lowered her head slightly, looking at the refined man kneeling before her, her gaze landing on the ring he held up.

The heart-shaped cut of the ink particle set in a platinum band shimmered with its dark luster, resembling a precious black gemstone quietly resting in the box.

Every cut surface was smooth and delicate, as if handcrafted by a master designer.

Simple yet sophisticated.

It was precisely her taste.

Lu Mian understood the ring’s value, and precisely because she did, she knew how truly rare a two-carat ink particle was.

She already knew what the esteemed Chief Qi was about to do.

Their synchronicity was uncanny—they had both chosen the same day to propose to each other...