Qin Beiming raised an eyebrow, a turbulent undercurrent surging in his deep eyes.

Putting aside everything else.

Based on that instant attraction he felt at the Emperor Hotel last night, he wouldn't allow a girl who was a match for him in terms of fighting skills to be bullied by others.

She lowered her brows, lowered her eyes, and quickly sent a WeChat message to Gu Tingbai.

What happened?

[To be honest, this is all my fault. This morning I greeted my sister-in-law, and a photo of us together was posted on the forum. Then, it seems that the crazy, devilish girl in our class led a bunch of people to corner her in the bathroom and splash her with water.]

When Gu Tingbai replied, a bright smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Ling Mo was indeed innocent, but this incident also highlighted just how sought-after he was!

You seem quite pleased with yourself?

Qin Beiming slammed his phone onto the table with a "bang".

A person with such a chivalrous spirit as him cannot tolerate school bullying.

His assistant, standing beside him, was startled and instinctively took several steps back.

What's wrong with this guy today?

Why are you so irritable so early in the morning? Is your illness acting up again?

Thinking of this, he quickly reached into his pocket and handed a spare bottle of clopromazine to Qin Beiming, saying, "I'll go get a glass of water."

Qin Beiming slightly lifted his eyelids and glanced at Assistant Chen with his sharp, hawk-like eyes, pursing his thin lips in displeasure.

Does this canine assistant have vision problems?

He wasn't having a seizure, so why give him medicine?

When Assistant Chen was stared at by Qin Beiming, his body seemed to be frozen in place, and he dared not move.

In his view, Qin Beiming's current behavior was just like that of a drunkard.

Everyone in the world could tell he was sick, but he himself didn't think he was.

The indoor temperature dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Even those participating in the video conference fell silent, staring blankly 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 the spotless desktop with a single finger until he received Gu Tingbai's reply, at which point he became lively again.

"Third Brother, you really don't need to worry about your wife. She's incredibly tough; she took down over ten girls by herself."

Why are you worried about her?

Qin Beiming casually asked a question in return. At this moment, he had completely forgotten that he had been thinking about storming into No. 1 Middle School to stand up for the little girl just a second ago.

Oh, this...

Gu Tingbai scratched his head, increasingly unable to fathom Qin Beiming's thoughts.

Judging from his eagerness just now, he must be interested in Ling Mo.

How could he turn his back on me in the blink of an eye?

Who would have thought that Third Brother had the potential to be a scumbag? He does whatever he wants, truly heartless after getting what he wants!

After learning that Ling Mo had retaliated against him one by one, Qin Beiming felt much more at ease.

He reached out and moved the notebook on the table onto his lap. Before he could even maintain this position for a minute, he inexplicably opened the photo album and clicked on the "wet" photo of Ling Mo that he had casually saved.

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

Assistant Chen glanced sideways at Qin Beiming's phone screen.

At just one glance, even the usually meticulous man couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment: "My God, this is a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, silence fell again both inside and outside the video.

Assistant Chen, with a mournful face, innocently covered his wide-open mouth, looking pitifully at Qin Beiming, who was staring intently at him.

That look in his eyes was as if he were looking at an idiot, revealing a hint of speechlessness.

Assistant Chen was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, fearing that if he made any more noise, he would be killed.

The astrologer told him last night that Mercury is in retrograde recently, but he doesn't believe it.

I didn't expect it to come true so quickly.

But then again, how come Qin Beiming has photos of girls on his phone?

Could it be that the ancient iron tree has finally blossomed, heralding a beautiful spring?

"Chen Guo, I'm going out for a bit. You'll chair the meeting."

Qin Beiming casually tossed his laptop into Assistant Chen's arms, placed his hands on the table, suddenly stood up, and strode out with brisk steps.

He had only taken a couple of steps when he suddenly turned back and asked, "Can I borrow your car?"

"ah?"

"oh."

Assistant Chen hadn't expected Qin Beiming to borrow his car. Although he didn't know Qin's intentions, he obediently took out the car keys and respectfully presented them to him.

Qin Beiming accepted the keys with satisfaction, and casually took the neatly folded men's hoodie from the sofa with him.

Assistant Chen's eyes widened as he noticed the men's casual sweatshirt on the sofa that clashed with the interior decor.

Something's not right!

Qin Beiming never wears hoodies.

Could it be that he really has a problem with his sexual orientation?

Is she interested in a pretty boy?

No, that's not right. The photo in his phone's album is clearly of a girl.

Or perhaps, the guy in his phone's photo album is a cross-dresser...

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

Qin Beiming completely ignored the gossip-filled look in Chen's eyes, which suddenly widened several times over, and drove straight to Linjiang No. 1 High School.

Since I didn't have anything urgent to do today, I went to the No. 1 Middle School for a stroll and returned the hoodie to her while I was there.

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

It is said that shirts should not be buttoned up completely.

Otherwise it would seem too rigid.

In fact, for all these years, he has always buttoned up every single button on his shirt.

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