Chapter 28 Three Master Has His Eyes on You?

With a “bang,” the car door closed.

Qin Mo rested one hand on the steering wheel, reached for a cigarette from the side, bit it, lit it, the flame flickered in the silent environment, and smoke rose.

Taking a deep drag, he furrowed his cold white brows, his features, already exuding a cold aura, now seemed even icier, sharp and unapproachable.

He began to ponder whether it was feasible to just wait for this little girl to change her mind, lest he be beaten to the punch by some other guy.

Moreover, others seemed to think that the way he treated her was exceptionally good, calling each other affectionately like classmates and friends.

After a moment of calm, he took out his phone and directly messaged Lin Tang:

【Find out which live streaming platform Jiang Wansheng is collaborating with.】

Lin Tang, who was on a date, replied: 【Alright.】

Then he turned to his girlfriend and complained, “If I knew the boss with relationship issues looked like this, I’d rather he stayed single for life.”

Girlfriend: “…”

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On the other side, Jiang Wansheng slammed the door, went straight to her room, and seethed with anger.

Reflecting on what had just happened, she realized she had done nothing wrong.

She hadn’t said anything untimely.

Although she treated Qin Mo with respect and restraint, it didn’t mean she had to endure his bad temper without reason. Why should he come over with an unfriendly attitude just because he was in a bad mood?

She felt frustrated, carrying a sense of grievance she hadn’t even noticed herself.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the “Beijing Single Ladies” WeChat group with Jiang Wansheng, Qin Weizhao, and Ming Yin popped up with messages.

Qin Weizhao: 【Sisters! Strategic progress, strategic progress!】

Ming Yin: 【Oh】

Qin Weizhao: 【Your indifference hurt me /smile/】

Ming Yin: 【I remember last time you said strategic progress was getting him to help you zip up your dress.】

Qin Weizhao: 【…】

Ming Yin: 【Still not zipped up because you’ve gained weight recently. What did he say about you again?】

Ming Yin: 【Oh right, he called you cute. That’s the politest term for a cute baby like you /pity/】

Qin Weizhao: 【I want to curse today, so I won’t curse you.】【Stop.jpg】

Qin Weizhao: 【@Jiang Wansheng, baby, stop lurking, listen to me.】

Jiang Wansheng suppressed her frustration, bowed her head, and typed: 【Listening, listening.】

Qin Weizhao: 【Today, I saw, his, luo. body!!】

Ming Yin: 【! Damn, impressive, Qin Weizhao!】

Jiang Wansheng: 【???】

Ming Yin: 【Details, details!】

Ming Yin: 【Big or small, big or small??】

Qin Weizhao: 【@Ming Yin, yellow warning/red exclamation/】

Qin Weizhao: 【Today, I wanted to go out with him after training, dressed in a super sexy outfit ready to surprise him. The hotel belongs to the Qin family, so I directly asked for a room card to go in. After searching for a while and not finding anyone, I heard a sound from the bedroom bathroom.】

Qin Weizhao: 【Heaven helps me, sisters, you don’t know how restrained Chen Yu is. He’s always meticulous, afraid of revealing anything to me. I stood outside the bathroom, and in a moment of madness, I opened the door.】

Qin Weizhao: 【Feast! Feast! A visual feast!】

Qin Weizhao: 【Hidden talents.jpg】

Ming Yin: 【Then what, did he notice you?】

Qin Weizhao: 【He probably didn’t, he was showering at the time, very leisurely, I really had a full view. If he had seen me, he would have stopped me long ago.】

Ming Yin: 【What if he intentionally didn’t say anything to avoid embarrassment?】

Qin Weizhao: 【Then he should have turned away to cover the important parts, but he didn’t at all, almost facing me directly. I quickly glanced and left.】

Jiang Wansheng: 【What if the staff tell him you went to see him afterwards?】

Qin Weizhao: 【Then I’ll say I couldn’t find him and left directly. If he doesn’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do, I’m honest.】

Ming Yin: 【Wow, the little coward is really… shameless… so shameless.】

Qin Weizhao: 【I am not the same person as I was yesterday.】

Ming Yin: 【Laughing to death, what are you proud of eating some meat scraps??】

Qin Weizhao: 【@Jiang Wansheng @Jiang Wansheng, she’s dissing you, not me, I can’t stand it.】

Ming Yin: 【???】

Jiang Wansheng: 【???】

Qin Weizhao: 【Jiang Wansheng is a heartbreaker, all the peach blossoms around her are strangled in the cradle, a face that destroys the heavens and the earth.】【Regretful.jpg】

Ming Yin: 【Briefly reaching a consensus with you/shaking hands/】

Jiang Wansheng, puzzled: 【Although, I was pursued in my freshman year, but nothing happened afterwards.】

Qin Weizhao could feel the indignation even through the phone: 【Sister, that’s because you’ve crafted yourself into an aloof figure who doesn’t care about worldly matters since freshman year, and you’ve always been at the top professionally. Who would dare to provoke you.】

She seemed to suddenly realize something: 【Wait, wasn’t there a senior recently? I remember before I left, you had dinner with him.】

Ming Yin: 【If you say that, I won’t be able to sleep /eating popcorn/】

Thinking of this senior, Jiang Wansheng thought of the unpleasant end to tonight’s events. She walked to the window in her bedroom, and the black Bugatti downstairs was nowhere to be seen.

Her pink lips pursed, unsure if he had left or parked the car in the underground garage and entered the building.

Lifting her steps, opening the door, and going downstairs.

Mrs. Wen Sao was preparing dinner and greeted her with a smile.

She walked up and softly asked, “Am I the only one having dinner?”

Wen Sao looked puzzled, “The master dropped you off and left shortly after. I thought you knew he wouldn’t be eating here.”

Her heart sank a bit, and a mix of frustration and inexplicable disappointment slowly surfaced.

She tugged at her lips, “I don’t know about Uncle Mo’s matters either.”

The vibration of her phone brought her thoughts back, and she walked to the nearby living room, settling into the corner of the sofa to continue replying to messages.

Qin Weizhao: 【@Jiang Wansheng, what’s going on? How did he suddenly disappear? Could it be that I hit the nail on the head, and the two of them are really getting closer???】

Jiang Wansheng chuckled: 【There’s no development at all, just regular classmates. We only have contact now because we’re preparing for a live stream together.】

Ming Yin: 【Senior and junior, same major, hitting it off.】

Jiang Wansheng felt a bit helpless: 【Don’t talk nonsense, I had an unpleasant incident with Uncle Mo today because of this matter.】

Qin Weizhao: 【???】

Qin Weizhao: 【He scolded you!】

Jiang Wansheng: 【How is that possible, we just had a little argument.】

Qin Weizhao: 【An argument? You argued with Uncle Mo!】

Ming Yin: 【Any issues?】

Qin Weizhao: 【Big issues! With Uncle Mo’s demeanor, his gaze is like a drawn sword, who would dare argue with him, they would be unilaterally suppressed by him. And how could Uncle Mo possibly argue with a junior, it’s not his style.】

Qin Weizhao: 【Tell me in detail, how did the argument happen?】

Jiang Wansheng briefly explained what happened that evening.

It took a while for the other two to reply.

Ming Yin: 【Is Third Master interested in you?】

Qin Weizhao: 【Impossible!】

Jiang Wansheng: 【+1】

Ming Yin: 【Why not?】

Qin Weizhao: 【You all don’t understand Uncle Mo like I do. I was raised by him, how could I not know him! It’s definitely someone who’s provoked him, and you happened to contradict him, which made him angry.】

Qin Weizhao: 【Uncle Mo has been in a high position for so long, everywhere he goes, people flatter him. He’s strong-willed and has no rivals, used to others obeying him, it’s just his strong desire for control acting up.】

Jiang Wansheng: 【So, I was unfairly blamed by him?】

Qin Weizhao: 【Most likely, darling, let me apologize on behalf of Uncle Mo. He has that stubborn temper, don’t take it to heart.】

Jiang Wansheng fell silent for a moment, unsure of what she felt after hearing Qin Weizhao’s explanation.

It was as if she already considered herself a cared-for junior to Uncle Mo, perhaps a special presence to Qin Mo.

But tonight, his temper and anger would still be unleashed mercilessly towards her, just like with anyone else.

No difference.

She must have been overthinking, being overly sentimental.

Why would she dwell on it? Qin Mo had helped her so much, provided her with a place to stay, everyone has bad moods sometimes, she didn’t need to hold onto this.

Jiang Wansheng: 【No, it’s just a moment of anger, I can understand now.】

The slight grievance and disappointment had not been completely digested.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Wen Sao called her for dinner.

She ate absentmindedly, took a few bites hastily, and went upstairs.