The Master s Mask Unveiled Again

Chapter 27: Lu Mian was Clearly a Small Devil

Editor: Atlas Studios

Pft, Master Mo actually took the initiative to invite a girl into his house.

Since the owner had spoken up, Ye Jinwen also broke into a welcoming smile.

Under the duo’s gazes, Lu Mian really stepped out of the elevator.

Ye Jinwen was thinking that this girl was too stubborn vocally. Perhaps she had already seen them from a distance away.

It was not good for a child to be so arrogant; she should just speak up if she wanted to join in for a meal.

He lowered his head and looked at the ‘MM Stall’ delicacy in his hands. The food from this shop was one of the best in Wu City, and one might not even be able to buy it even if they queued up. Was this not the perfect attraction?

However, just when the duo were about to follow her, Lu Mian walked in the opposite direction.

“Ms. Lu, it’s here!”

Ye Jinwen yelled after her, but before he finished his sentence, he heard the gate unlock.

The door opened.

Lu Mian turned around and looked at them with a ‘don’t overthink’ expression, as her lips curved up into a sinister smile. She said in a loud voice, “Yo, neighbour!”

Her tone was too infuriating.

Ye Jinwen wondered how he thought of her as a pitiful young girl at the bottom of the well, and he even wanted to save her.

Lu Mian was clearly a small devil.

She did not say much, but every time she did, she could drive one to their grave.

Xiao Qimo felt the same way. This girl was indeed very interesting and mesmerizing.

Thinking of the red mole on her ear, his eyes widened and his throat moved slightly. He reached his pretty hands in and opened the door.

Ye Jinwen hurriedly followed him. “Seventh Brother, do you think that flat belongs to the Lu Family? The price of the flats here aren’t cheap. Besides, it’s on the highest floor with a balcony.”

With this money, they would not have resorted to giving up on Lu Mian during the 726 kidnapping incident.

Ye Jinwen knew this very clearly as he helped Xiao Qimo buy this flat. It was near the mountains, so the air was very fresh.

Xiao Qimo naturally stayed here on his visit to Wu City.

Even though he did not live here frequently, the house was filled with all sorts of necessities.

“I think it’ll be much more convenient when I want to have a counselling session with Lu Mian in the future.”

As he was talking, Xiao Qimo already walked to the living room. His handsome face hid his feelings, but his tone was very cold.

“Do you have nothing to do? Did you find any clues about that mysterious person?”

Ye Jinwen muttered softly.

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On the other end, Lu Mian entered the flat and her eyes were filled with confusion.

What a coincidence, she became neighbours with those two people.

She was not too conflicted and walked in after changing her slippers. Her movements were very smooth, as if she was long used to this.

An intricate lunchbox was placed on her dining table with the simple and obvious logo ‘MM Stall’.

She told someone to deliver it over earlier, so she could eat it after school.

However, she could not find a pair of chopsticks after searching the entire lunchbox.

In this rather empty house without much furniture, she could not even find a single chopstick.

She was not an indecisive person. She walked out and directly pressed on the doorbell of the neighbouring door.

Even if she had mocked them previously, she was still standing here calmly as if nothing could enter her heart.

Ye Jinwen was currently setting the table.

Xiao Qimo heard the doorbell right after he came out of the shower. He wanted to ignore it originally, but he suddenly remembered that there could be no one else at the door.

He wrapped the bathrobe around himself and walked over to open the door. As expected, he saw the arrogant, short-haired girl.

He stuck one hand into his bathrobe pocket, as his pitch-black eyes beneath his golden spectacles were silently asking her what the matter was.

Lu Mian slowly raised her eyes and the only view that entered her eyes was his white chest, and the water droplets dripping down his neck from the semi-wet hair.