Chapter 240: Chapter 239: Pink Bubble?
The office fell silent again.
A few seconds of blank space seemed very long.
Xiao Qimo had imagined many ways of confessing his love, and he had set up many scenarios in his mind. But not once was it .
This little rascal’s every move always deviated from his expectations, going off track and accelerating away.
He watched her lips form each word of that sentence, saw her tilting her head in confusion, and saw other emotions tingeing her clear eyes. He was caught off guard and lost his ability to react.
All he could do was stand there quietly, staring at Lu Mian.
It was probably a feeling of dying and being resurrected, of living and dying again, over and over without any complaints.
He tried to maintain his elegance, pushing his glasses with his finger, with his mouth already curving up high. But no matter how elegant and composed, he couldn’t hide the fact that his heart was racing and his voice was slightly hoarse.
The little rascal finally got it, huh!
“Lu Mian, you…,” he said, overwhelmed with joy and not knowing how to express himself, his mouth dry and tongue-tied.
However, before he could finish his sentence, he quickly saw the girl firmly shaking her head.
Lu Mian’s voice was light and airy as she touched her chin and furrowed her pretty eyebrows, speaking on principle: “No, I’m still in school, I can’t date early.”
After leaving the office, Lu Mian saw Ye Jinwen in the corridor, chatting with another man in black about something.
“I’m off.” Lu Mian waved her hand.
“Little Mianmian, come to play often!” Ye Jinwen put away his phone and smiled as he saw her off.
After she turned the corner of the corridor, he rushed back to the office.
There were no pink bubbles in the office; the lingering atmosphere was quite strange.
His soul, excited for gossip, became cautious upon seeing Xiao Qimo looking somewhat lost.
“Qimo, that was quick?”
Mo Nie followed up, quite steady. Hearing this, he retorted dissatisfiedly, “Of course Mo Nie is the fastest; such a thing… is naturally even quicker.”
Ye Jinwen cast a weird look at Mo Nie, fairly disdainful.
Mo Nie, oblivious to this, lifted his chin proudly.
Ye Jinwen didn’t have the time to argue with him. His baby face almost reached up to Xiao Qimo, his curiosity extremely strong.
“Qimo, spoil it for me…”
Xiao Qimo couldn’t be bothered, disdainfully glancing at Ye Jinwen and coldly ordering, “Continue investigating that assassin.”
Ye Jinwen reluctantly sat back at his desk just as his phone screen popped up with a message. He looked down and exclaimed, “Damn!”
Then his eyes were glued to the tie on the desk, rolled up especially neatly.
“Qimo, this tie costs 990,000!”
Mo Nie snorted: “Zimbabwe dollars?”
Mo Nie: “…” I don’t believe it, I won’t listen, this can’t be possible.
Xiao Qimo, however, remained unfazed, whether the tie was valuable or cheap, it was all the same to him.
He carefully stored the tie in a drawer. If you looked closely, you’d see a reflection paper lying quietly inside with three characters.
Ye Jinwen, not giving up, had already gifted a present worth 990,000 but there was no progress?
“Qimo, what exactly did you two talk about?”
Xiao Qimo didn’t want to talk more, his demeanor cold as he pushed his glasses up, quite grave.
“I’ll be traveling the day after tomorrow for a major meeting in the organization.”
Lu Mian walked out from the head teacher’s office and ran into Ding Cai on the way.
Ding Cai followed her with a grin, ready to say something, when Lu Mian took the lead.
“Teacher Ding, I’ll be taking a leave of absence the day after tomorrow.”