The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 420 - 419 It seems I have to take matters into my own hands!
Chapter 420: Chapter 419: It seems I have to take matters into my own hands!
Chapter 420 -419: It seems I have to take matters into my own hands!
As the mother who was probably the last to know that her son had returned to Jinjing, Qi Zhen was not at all angry.
Instead, she agreed to her son’s request with a good temper, and her smiling demeanor made it absolutely believable that she was a kind and gentle mother.
The so-called “someone else’s mother.”
“Make two more burgers, one with fish and one with chicken,” Xiao Qimo quite unceremoniously continued with his demands.
Qi Zhen agreed to them all.
“Son, cooking is no problem!
I happen to be free today and was thinking of making some snacks for your dad,” said Qi Zhen, before she voiced her concern in a gentle tone, “Son, you’ve come back to Jinjing.
Why are you still staying at the Yangfan Hotel?
Hurry back home, will you?”
Let Mom take a good look at my daughter-in-law!
She didn’t say that last sentence.
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Xiao Qimo understood, very well indeed.
His tone was faint, tinged with a hint of pride.
“I’ll be back in a few days.
She’s training over here, and I’m keeping her company.”
“…”
There was silence on the other end again.
Qi Zhen needed a lot of self-restraint to suppress her anger, and glanced at her husband Xiao Huazun who had conveniently come to her side.
Covering the phone’s speaker, she mocked mercilessly.
“Listen, your son has made quite some progress, hasn’t he?
Even knows how to play the part!”
Xiao Huazun hurriedly soothed his wife, comforting her, “Our child is grown up and needs face.
Give him a chance, everything will be clear when he comes back for the New Year.”
Qi Zhen took a deep breath and then released the speaker, grinding her teeth as she said, “Son, Mom is really looking forward to your return.
If you don’t bring back even a single hair, Mom might have to take action, you know!”
This gentle threat made Xiao Qimo shiver with dread.
In his mind popped four characters: arranged marriage.
He quickly said, “You wait and see,” and hung up the phone.
Turning his head to glance at the Yulan Pavilion where Lu Mian was, his headache was so severe he lost all inclination to work.
The little rascal, my mother’s fiery eyes are something to be feared…
After hanging up the call.
Qi Zhen sat on the sofa, a little frustrated.
Xiao Huazun quickly took two steps to Qi Zhen’s side, eagerly pacifying his wife, “Dear, don’t be angry with him.
Think about it – every time you get angry, you might develop another nodule in your thymus.
It’s not worth it.”
“That’s true,” Qi Zhen sighed, “but I’m still a little worried.
Get me the computer; I want to check who else is staying at Yangfan Hotel.
He talks about accompanying someone for training as if it’s the truth.”
“Alright!”
Xiao Huazun immediately agreed and ran upstairs to get the computer.
Even if a servant was standing right next to him, he would still personally take care of the tasks instructed by his wife, faithful in his duties for decades.
The servant Gui Ping by their side covered her mouth and chuckled.
She was an old nanny of the Xiao family, accustomed to such scenes.
“The madam and the Family Head have such a great relationship.
Over all these years, the Family Head’s heart has never changed!”
Who would have thought that the formidable Family Head of the Xiao family, commanding and efficient in public life, was at home always trying to please his wife and hands-on with household matters as a domestic man?
Qi Zhen’s eyes were a bit unfocused as she hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding her head.
“Yes, life is good like this.”
Xiao Huazun quickly brought over the laptop.
He set it up on the coffee table, and Qi Zhen began to search for information on the Yangfan Hotel.
But the search was incredibly shocking.
Qi Zhen stared with wide eyes, panicking, “Husband, there are only two teams staying at the Yangfan Hotel for training!
One is the high school physics competition team, and the other is…
the Shadow Hunting Team!”
Xiao Huazun didn’t quite get it, “What’s wrong?”
Qi Zhen grew even more anxious, “The high school physics competition mostly consists of underage girls, and the Shadow Hunting Team, it’s all men!”
“…” Xiao Huazun sensed something was off.
Qi Zhen, covering her face, exclaimed in distress, “That is to say: your son has either abducted an underage high school girl, or he’s gay!”
After finishing, he spoke with seeming understanding, “But I think he probably isn’t interested in high school students, so the latter possibility is more likely!”
Xiao Huazun was somewhat agitated, “In the Xiao Family, he’s the only seedling we have left!”
Qi Zhen took a deep breath, “No way!
It looks like I’ll have to take matters into my own hands!”
——
Lu Mian was distracted during class.
Bi Jun, who was explaining mechanics to them, noticed and deliberately targeted her.
After all, it was his first day of teaching and he didn’t understand Lu Mian’s capabilities yet.
He quite admired this girl: smart, beautiful, solitary, and unconventional.
Such people, in fact, are more likely to make significant contributions in a certain area.
Because they tend to focus on the professions they love, and care less about the opinions of others.
It would be a shame if such a promising seedling were to stop progressing right here.
Moreover, one of this year’s physics competition goals was to send several high-quality talents to the committee, and scouting promising students early was an unspoken agreement among the teachers.
Bi Jun wrote a problem on the blackboard and looked toward the back of the classroom.
Several classmates also looked at Lu Mian with ill intent, quietly waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
Xiu Qian noticed and leaned back in his seat, causing the back of his chair to hit Lu Mian’s desk, making it move slightly.
Lu Mian was twirling Zhang Yanyan’s pen, lazily lifting her eyelids.
Zhang Yanyan immediately reminded her kindly, “Lu Mian, the teacher is looking at you; better check the blackboard.”
But his reminder was a step too slow, as Bi Jun’s gaze had already swept past Lu Mian and settled on Zhang Yanyan.
“Zhang Yanyan, you come and solve the problem on the blackboard.”
“…” Zhang Yanyan opened his mouth.
Why am I the one getting shot?
He stood up, scratching the back of his head, somewhat embarrassed.
He had seen the problem earlier, which just happened to be the type he was not good at; he didn’t even understand the real purpose of the problem yet, let alone what formula to apply, leaving him at a complete loss.
“Teacher, I don’t know how…” he answered honestly.
A few low chuckles spread from around the room.
Qu Weiwei, sitting in the front row, was shaking her shoulders with laughter, turning her head to Xiu Qian and saying, “Students from Kunpeng High School are really interesting; the top student doesn’t study, and the last one can’t learn.”
Xiu Qian didn’t join in, but a girl seated diagonally from Qu Weiwei said, “Actually, for those who rank last like them, it doesn’t make much difference whether they come or not.
They have no chance of sprinting to the top anyway, so why waste their time?”
All of them were elite students with superior academic performance, and they weren’t exactly polite in their remarks.
There were even those who raised their hands and volunteered, “Teacher, I know this one, let me answer,” and so on.
Zhang Yanyan, already lacking confidence, felt even more inferior in class now, with his head drooping to his chest, his face flushed with embarrassment.
The fact that he wasn’t strong enough was the reality.
All he could do was lay flat and accept the mockery.
Lu Mian, on the other hand, finally sat up straight from her languor, still leisurely twirling the ballpoint pen in her hand, while casually propping up her chin with the other, looking at Zhang Yanyan with a faint smile.
The pen stopped spinning, and she pointed at a certain spot in his textbook.
Zhang Yanyan was startled, and when he looked up at the blackboard again, he spoke uncertainly, “The projectile motion equation should be used to solve it, considering two cases.
One is…”
His voice wasn’t loud, but Bi Jun heard him clearly.
After he finished, Bi Jun responded with encouragement and affirmation, “Correct answer.
Please take your seat.”
Many in the class pursed their lips.
Zhang Yanyan let out a breath of relief, just about to sit down, but Lu Mian stopped him, not allowing him to sit.
He looked quizzically at the girl beside him, and discovered a wild and arrogant air about her eyes, almost as if it could burst through the ceiling.
