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The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

The all-powerful boss is stripped of his identity again! One is handsome while the other is proud; the two-faced refined rascal versus a cynical girl with hidden identities. Everyone secretly jokei that Master Mo’s wife is an ignorant and incompetent little tyrant. Bad at her studies? Lu Mian emergei as the top student for science at her college entrance examination. No talent? Lu Mian shows everyone how competent she is at multitasking by playing the piano with one hand, and painting with the other during a live performance. A prodigal? She makes a small fortune in just two days with her limited knowledge. Boxing, Go chess, appraising treasures, car racing… Bring it on! She can do them all. The soft-spoken Xiao Qimo adjusts his glasses with pride. “Who else has something to say?” One of his subordinates raises his hand cautiously. “Master Mo, your wife seems to be the one who single-handedly destroyed the illegal laboratory.” Xiao Qimo looks at his wife who is quietly practicing calligraphy. “That’s impossible!” It isn’t until… During the general meeting for the International Elite Organization, both Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian wear a mask. They take the stage and succeed as the organization’s Chief and Deputy Chief, respectively. The Deputy Chief beside me looks like my wife. This is Xiao Qimo’s thought. The Chief looks like someone I know. Lu Mian is thinking the same thing, too. Soon, the newly appointed Chief is seen blocking his deputy at the ladies’ room. What happens when two strong and uncorrupted individuals fall for each other?

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Chapter 162: Perhaps at Your School

Lu Mian quickly agreed.

This swift attitude, however, caught both Su Luo and Su Jue off guard, making it feel like their punches had hit cotton. The frustration within them didn't dissipate; instead, it grew even more intense.

Lu Mian quickly sent them the group number and group name.

Su Jue immediately rushed over, staring at the string of numbers and recalling them for a moment; they were almost the same as the group number in his memory.

With a click on search, he found it quickly, and was now certain this was the same investors' chat group from before.

He couldn't wait to apply to join.

Lu Mian ignored Su Jue's impatient expression, his lips curving into a mocking, cold arc, and before closing the video chat, he said one last sentence, light as a feather.

"If you wanted the group number, why not just ask me? Going around in such a big circle, wasting time."

The video connection was severed.

All was calm again.

Su Luo and Su Jue looked at each other in dismay.