Su Muxue: ...What kind of top-grade nutcase escaped from which psychiatric hospital?
"Sorry, I don’t know you!"
Su Muxue cursed inwardly, but her face remained calm.
Her tone was indifferent, yet her words were resolute: "Also, sir, I must educate you on a basic legal principle—"
"Harassing a minor is a criminal offense. In severe cases, it can lead to imprisonment!"
Leng Mo: ...I’m here trying to romance you, and you hit me with a legal lesson?
Also, he’s the Overbearing Boss, with ties to both the underworld and the elite, able to transcend the law—
He Tiantian: Pah! You wish! As Dian Niang Book Library says, online novels are not beyond the reach of the law; they need to convey correct and positive thoughts to the readers and the public.
We firmly refuse all kinds of boundary-crossing and discordant content!
"Sir, by the looks of your attire, you seem like a successful person. It wouldn’t be a good look for you if the police were to catch you!"
Su Muxue appeared unaffected by Leng Mo’s chilling presence, continuing to provoke Overbearing Boss Leng’s sensitive nerves.
"Su Muxue, you—" How unappreciative you are.
He had personally come to woo her and clearly expressed his feelings; Su Muxue’s rejection was one thing, but mocking him was another.
And Su Muxue’s gaze made him feel like he was not the powerful Overbearing Boss who could command the elements, but rather, a sick maniac, a creepy old man harassing minors!
Absolutely unbearable!
Initially, Leng Mo merely liked Su Muxue, but after being rejected numerous times, his fondness had mixed with a sense of unwillingness and determination.
Previously, it was always Leng Mo’s subordinates who faced rejection.
Today, Leng Mo himself finally experienced being rejected and loathed.
Leng Mo was furious, and the consequences were serious!
However, Su Muxue didn’t give Leng Mo a chance to perform; she quickly retreated and directly hid back in the campus.
Leng Mo, with a dark expression about to let his bodyguard take action, looked at the school gate blocking his path, including the earnest ex-soldier security guard, his burgeoning anger immediately quenched.
Well, although Leng Mo always held himself in high regard, believing he could dominate both the underworld and the elite.
In reality, he was just a somewhat wealthy businessman who had dealings with certain departments.
But that didn’t mean he could do whatever he wanted.
At least not in broad daylight, in front of the public!
For sneaky moves, he had to lurk in the shadows.
Like now, the little thing he simultaneously loved and hated was just a few steps away, yet Leng Mo couldn’t just storm the campus openly with his bodyguards!
Su Muxue saw Leng Mo standing there like a block of ice, continuously giving off a cold aura.
She couldn’t help but want to laugh; what kind of people are these? Someone rejects his advances, and he acts all "You don’t know what’s good for you," "You’ll regret this."
Tsk tsk, a frosty ice mountain emitting cold air. If you had a cooling function, you might as well go home or back to the office. You might even save some money on air conditioning.
Su Muxue scoffed inwardly while maintaining a serene smile on her face. She even waved at Leng Mo and mimed the words: "Never see you again! Uncle!"
With clenched fists, what was originally just a diversion was now a must-have for him!
If overt actions won’t work, then let’s go covert.
Leng Mo believed that as long as he was willing to spend the money, there would be people willing to deliver the person he wanted right into his bed.
"...Assistant Zhou, you’ve mentioned before that as long as I help you acquire the Holographic Technology, you, you would help erase that incident from years ago!"
Zhao Yongkang was on the verge of collapse, finally experiencing what it was like when someone had a grip on him and he was repeatedly blackmailed.
"I’ve already made my demands clear, Painter Zhao. If you want to remain a respected genius painter, you’d better follow my instructions. Otherwise—"
There was no need to finish the sentence, as the implication was clear to everyone.
Assistant Zhou hung up the phone without the slightest intention of rambling with Zhao Yongkang.
Zhao Yongkang listened to the dial tone from the phone, his heart in turmoil, and his facial features contorting.
If emotions could be personified, then a giant monster filled with negative energy was trailing behind Zhao Yongkang at that moment!
"Muxue, I’m currently at a guesthouse in Nanshan sketching, and I’ve run out of paint. There are still some at home; could you bring them to me?"
"I’ll send you the address! Hurry up, your uncle is in an explosive burst of inspiration right now. If you miss it, I might lose the chance for a perfect painting!"
After listening to the voice message, Su Muxue pondered for a moment; shortly after, she replied with one word: "Okay!"