The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL]
As soon as Luo Yan graduated, he immediately got an offer from a prestigious gaming company. He thought all his hard work finally paid off. And he would finally reach the pinnacle of life. But then, on his first day of work, a potted plant fell on his head and he died. Surprisingly, when he thought he would cross the Yellow River, he suddenly woke up and found himself in the body of a 17 year old boy. This body had the same name as him but completely different background. Because the original was the second young master of the Luo family - one of the most powerful family in S City. Luo Yan almost cried. God probably took pity on him and decided to give him a loving family with a wealthy background. He didn't have to work hard anymore. Studying like his life depended on it and pretending to be a holy father just to cater to people. So Luo Yan decided to be a salted fish and just shamelessly sell meng. A certain male god who always bought Luo Yan's meng: Yan Yan is so cute! Why is Yan Yan so cute?? Cold faced on the outside, a cinnamon roll on the inside Gong X Super beautiful, black-belly Shou.
INTERVIEW (XXIII)
"THAT bastard…" Mrs. Gilmore muttered under her breath, her expression totally ugly. It was obviously something that she said out of anger. Which meant that it was not 'scripted' like how her other response was earlier. This was how she truly felt.
Luo Yan pretended not to hear that little comment but he truly wanted to smile at that moment. But he controlled himself. This was already win for him. So, he shouldn't ruin it at the last moment just because he wanted to laugh.
He kept a questioning expression on his face as if he was waiting for the other to explain herself. Of course, he didn't forget to add a bit of 'suspicion' on his expression. This way, it could make the other panic. Thinking that if she didn't explain this properly, she would be suspected of being connected to everything that had happened in this manor since last night.
He should probably give his thanks to the barbecued Saunders. [Thank you for letting me use your name.]