Third Master’s Actions

Qin Beiming raised his sharp eyebrows and emotions surged in his deep eyes.

Let's not talk about anything else.

Based on the love he had for her since they met in Dihuang Hotel last night, he would not allow a girl who was on par with him in terms of martial prowess to be bullied by others.

Lowering his eyebrows and narrowing his eyes, he quickly sent Gu Tingbai a Wechat message.

[ What happened? ]

[ Speaking of which, this is all my fault. This morning, I greeted sister-in-law, and the same photo was posted on the forum. Then, our class's crazy she-devil seemed to have brought a group of people and trapped her in the toilet, dousing her with water. ]

When Gu Tingbai replied, the corners of his lips subconsciously curled up into a bright smile.

Ling Mo was indeed very innocent, but this matter also highlighted how popular he was!

[ You seem to be very pleased with yourself? ]

Qin Beiming slammed his phone on the table.

People like him who had a chivalrous spirit couldn't stand bullying in school.

His personal assistant standing next to him was frightened and subconsciously took a few steps back.

What was wrong with this man today?

He was so angry early in the morning. Could it be that he was acting up again?

Thinking of this, he quickly dug into his pocket and handed a bottle of backup chlorpromazine to Qin Beiming. "I'll get a glass of water."

Qin Beiming's eyelids twitched slightly. He used his eagle-like sharp eyes to glance at Personal Assistant Chen. He pursed his thin lips in displeasure.

What's wrong with this stupid assistant?

He was clearly not sick. Why was he giving him medicine?

Personal Assistant Chen felt as if his body was under a spell when Qin Beiming stared at him. He did not dare to move.

In his eyes, Qin Beiming was acting like a drunk.

The whole world could see that he was sick, but he didn't think so.

The temperature in the room dropped to a freezing point in an instant.

Even the people who participated in the video conference kept quiet. They only stared at Qin Beiming, who was leaning back in his chair and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Qin Beiming's mind was no longer on the video conference. He tapped on the spotless table with one finger until he received Gu Tingbai's reply.

[ Third brother, actually, you don't have to worry about sister-in-law at all. She's very valiant. She single-handedly defeated over ten girls. ]

[ Why am I worried about her? ]

Qin Beiming casually asked back. At this moment, he had completely forgotten the thought of killing his way to First High School to stand up for the girl.

[ Um... ]

Gu Tingbai scratched his head. He could not understand Qin Beiming's thoughts.

Based on his urgency just now, he definitely had some feelings for Ling Mo.

But in the blink of an eye, he didn't care anymore?

He didn't expect his third brother to be a scumbag. He was really cold!

After knowing that Ling Mo had already retaliated, Qin Beiming felt much better.

He raised his hand and moved the notebook on the table to his lap. He didn't even maintain this position for a minute before he opened the photo album and clicked on Ling Mo's "wet body".

Zoom in, zoom in again, zoom in infinitely...

Personal Assistant Chen narrowed his eyes and secretly glanced at Qin Beiming's phone screen.

With just one glance, the usually seriously Personal Assistant Chen could not hold back the surprise in his heart. He cried out, "My God, what the hell is this!"!

As soon as he finished speaking, the video fell into silence again.

Personal Assistant Chen had a shocked face. He innocently covered his wide-opened mouth and looked at Qin Beiming who was staring at him with a grievance.

His gaze seemed to imply that he was looking at a fool, and there was a hint of speechlessness in it.

Personal Assistant Chen was so scared that he did not even dare to breathe loudly. He was deeply afraid that if he made any more noise, he would be gone.

Last night, when the astrologer said that he would be going through a bad period, he did not believe it.

He did not expect it to come true so quickly.

But then again, why was there a picture of a girl in Qin Beiming's phone?

Could it be that the ten-thousand-year-old tree had finally bloomed and was about to usher in a beautiful spring?

"Chen Guo, I'm going out for a while. You will be presiding over the meeting."

Qin Beiming casually threw the laptop in his hand into Personal Assistant Chen's arms. With both hands on the table, he suddenly stood up and walked out with vigorous steps.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Can I borrow your car to drive?"

"Ah?"

"Oh."

Personal Assistant Chen did not expect Qin Beiming to borrow his car. Although he did not know his intention, he still obediently took out his car keys and presented them to him respectfully.

Qin Beiming took the keys with satisfaction and took the neatly folded men's hoodie on the sofa with him.

Personal Assistant Chen's eyes widened. Only then did he notice the men's casual hoodie on the sofa that should not be there.

This wasn't right!

Qin Beiming never wore a hoodie.

Could it be that there was really something different about his sexual orientation?

Did he take a fancy to a boy?

No. In his mobile photo album, it was clearly a girl.

Or perhaps, the guy in his mobile photo album was cross-dressing...

In just a few dozen seconds, Personal Assistant Chen had spontaneously started a few rounds of brainstorming.

Qin Beiming completely ignored Personal Assistant Chen's eyes that were suddenly magnified and drove straight to the First High School in Linjiang City.

Since there was nothing important today, he went to First High School for a spin to return the sweater to her.

Qin Beiming held the steering wheel with one hand and skillfully unbuttoned two buttons with the other.

It was said that the buttons of a shirt could not all be buttoned up.

Otherwise, it would look too rigid.

But in fact, for so many years, he had always buttoned all the buttons on his shirt.

Moreover, today's intercontinental video conference was not an ordinary meeting. It concerned the formulation of the group's general marketing plan for next year, and all the shareholders of the group had participated.

More importantly, Qin Beiming had never been a helpful person. That chivalrous spirit came to him on a whim.

...

Ling Mo sat in the shade of the playground for the cool breeze for a while, but she still couldn't dry her wet hair.

It was almost noon, and the sun was getting hotter. Only then did she return to Class F.

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, the noisy boys suddenly quieted down and looked at the girl who had just transferred here last week.

Ling Mo had long gotten used to this kind of gaze. With her original memory, she walked to her seat as if there was no one else around and gently tucked the corner of her skirt into her seat.

She sighed lightly and felt even more disgusted with the school uniform skirt she was wearing.

Who was the one who invented the short skirt?

But at least it was cooling.

Unfortunately, she couldn't sit with her legs crossed.

Wasn't it funny to see her sit upright with her legs together like a lady?

From the moment Ling Mo walked into the classroom, Li Wanwan's eyes were glued to her, never leaving her.

When she realized that Ling Mo was walking towards her seat, her heart almost stopped beating.

After Ling Mo sat down for a while, Li Wanwan gathered her courage and timidly handed her a tissue. "Deskmate, your hair is wet. Do you want to wipe it?"