The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 322 - 321: This Year Shouldn’t Be Alone

Chapter 322 -321: This Year Shouldn’t Be Alone

Xiao Qimo had wanted to do this for a long time.

Had longed to.

He had tried so hard to restrain himself, but still couldn’t help wanting to prove something.

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To prove his significance to her, to show his weight in her heart.

The calm elegance was for others to see; the innate dominance and overbearing nature within him had only been temporarily put aside but never vanished.

It was just a dragonfly-touch kiss, he didn’t kiss her hard, holding back the impatience, and there was a hint of tentativeness to it.

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A few seconds later, he slowly pulled away from her lips.

“Lu Mian, look at me,” he said staring at her.

Lu Mian, stunned, tilted her head slightly upwards.

He then focused his gaze on observing her. Watching her blink with innocent and puzzled eyes, seeing her try to mask her bewildered and panicked expression, seeing her lips press together in a crimson silence.

The man gently pursed his lips, she didn’t resist, and was quite obedient.

He casually took off his glasses, closed them, and tucked them into his trench coat pocket, leisurely tugging at his tie as he did so.

Lu Mian could see the two marks pressed onto the bridge of his nose, and the faint blush on one cheek, her handiwork.

Very slowly, she raised her hand, her fingertips gently sliding down from his nose.

Finally, they touched his countenance.

She saw the bob on his throat.

“Does it hurt?” his voice was huskier.

Lu Mian didn’t speak but nodded lightly. It wasn’t intentional, just uncontrollable.

Such a handsome face would probably swell by tomorrow.

Xiao Qimo didn’t mind and knew that her response greatly encouraged him.

He was no saint and couldn’t maintain a clear mind in her presence. He too reached out and gently touched her cheek, his rough fingertips trembling slightly, holding her face tenderly and carefully.

With a small smile on his lips, his hand cradled the back of her neck, he leaned in, and his second kiss fell.

His hand, meanwhile, naturally wrapped around her waist.

She forgot to resist, head tilting back, enduring.

Lu Mian didn’t know how much time had passed before she was able to breathe freely again. She slowly averted her gaze, feeling her heartbeat racing fast, almost unbearably so.

A panic like never before!

A passivity like never before!

Xiao Qimo slowly stepped back, finally letting go of her.

“You little devil…” Xiao Qimo’s voice trembled, “When you wake up tomorrow, will you forget tonight?”

Perhaps that was part of the reason—he knew she had been drinking, knew she would have selective memory, knew she might forget certain things, and that’s why he did what he did.

He broke the rules, yet he still hoped that maybe she would remember something.

The girl was silent, waved her hand, thanked him, and in a flurry opened the door and left.

Xiao Qimo watched her close the security door, touched the corner of his lips, and couldn’t help but let a smile spill out from his throat.

Her taste was a thousand times better than he had imagined.

It carried a magic that, after just one time, he could never forget.

He struggled to pull his gaze away, opened the door, went home, and took a cold shower.

Half an hour later, he finally walked out feeling chilly.

The phone on the coffee table rang and rang. He took a towel, simultaneously drying his dripping hair and answering the call, turning on the speaker.

“Qimo.”

A gentle female voice came from the other end.

The man didn’t change his expression, remaining calm, “Mom.”

Xiao’s mother chuckled softly, “Son, when are you coming back?”

That question again.

The man draped his long legs on the coffee table, his hair half-dry. He folded the towel neatly and placed it on the side cabinet.

“Come home for the New Year,”

“Alone?” Xiao’s mother’s voice was nothing if not gentle.

Xiao Qimo, massaging his tense nose bridge, “…What if I’m alone?”

“…”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

And then a cold laugh came through, followed by “Then don’t bother coming back,” piercing almost through the earpiece.

Xiao Qimo had reason to believe his mother wanted to deafen him. Fortunately, he had been cautious and put the call on speaker.

The voice that had been soft and gentle took a one hundred and eighty-degree turn.

Xiao’s mother started berating sharply: “I don’t even know what you’re so busy with outside, never calling home on your own initiative. And every time I call you, it’s always the same few words. Xiao Qimo, I didn’t give birth to you so you could get on my nerves. If you really cared, you’d bring a daughter-in-law home for me. Once you’re married…”

Seeing that his mother was about to go on and on, Xiao Qimo, pressing his throbbing temple, cut her off before she could continue.

“Fine, this year I shouldn’t be alone.”

“…”

Again, there was prolonged silence from the other end.

Xiao Qimo hoped this would give him some peace for a while.

But soon, he heard another chuckle from the other side.

It started low and grew louder until it became an unrestrained hahaha of laughter.

“Old Xiao, come listen to this!”

Footsteps could be heard through the phone, and Xiao’s mother’s unforgiving mockery was conveyed in full through the earpiece.

“Your son isn’t doing anything proper outside, and now he’s learned to lie. Hah!”

Xiao Qimo: “…”

“Is it fun to lie to me? I’m your mother, do you think I don’t know what you’re made of! Ridiculous, irritating! Hang up!”

A man’s voice quickly followed, “Qimo, you really went too far this time. You know what your mother has been looking forward to…”

“…”

Xiao Qimo wanted to explain something, but the elders on the other end had already decisively ended the call.

He looked up towards the next room: They don’t believe him?

He would just bring someone home this year.

If he couldn’t bring someone back, then… he’d trick someone into it!

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Bai Fangfei left the scene completely bewildered.

Guo Zihao and Yuan Hao had said that Lu Mian couldn’t stand even a drop of alcohol, and they were all very wary of Lu Mian drinking. She had meddled with her drink, but the outcome was nothing like she had imagined.

She stumbled back to the Bai Family, trembling as she called Sheng Zijin.

“Sister Sheng… The number you gave me, I called them, they won’t expose themselves right…” Her biggest concern now was this; if Lu Mian found out she’d hired thugs, she would be completely finished.

At this moment, Sheng Zijin was nursing a headache. Hearing her say this, the corners of her mouth turned up coldly, “Bai Fangfei, I don’t remember giving you any phone numbers.”

“Sister Sheng…”

Before she could say anything more, the call was ruthlessly cut off.

Bai Fangfei was completely dumbfounded. The anticipation she had when she first followed Sheng Zijin was now replaced by regret.

The Bai Family was truly doomed.

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On this side, Sheng Zijin put Bai Fangfei’s number on the block list and sneered.

This girl really didn’t understand the ways of the world, seeking her out at this time, was she trying to recruit her to the team?

Ignorant.

Did she really think that they, the people of Jinjing, were so easily approached?

Unfortunately for her, Sheng Zijin was not buying any of it.

Taking a deep breath, she snuffed out the cigarette in her hand and immediately dialed a number.