Chapter 14 Voice-Controlled Physique Qin Weijin thought blankly, Mo Ningzhi wouldn't...
When Mo Ningzhi returned to the event venue, Qin Weijin had already removed his makeup and changed his clothes, and was preparing to leave the scene.
"Ningzhi, I was just looking for you." Xiao Guo neatly folded the brand-name clothes he had changed out of and handed them to him. "Agent Zhan said you're staying at Brother Jin's house temporarily, so you can take this outfit back with you. It's already ironed. When you get back, hang it in the leftmost wardrobe in the fitting room on the first floor. It's full of clothes that you won't be wearing for the time being."
Mo Ningzhi nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Xiao Guo looked around and asked, "Where's Xiao Liu? Why hasn't the car come over yet?"
Mo Ningzhi glanced at the time. "I told him to go ahead."
"Huh? Then we..."
Mo Ningzhi patted Xiao Guo on the shoulder reassuringly, then turned to say, "Brother Jin, let's take another route."
Qin asked Jin, "What happened?"
“I have a friend…” Mo Ningzhi began.
Qin Weijin raised his eyebrows upon hearing this opening.
“He’s a reporter. He got word this morning that we might be mobbed by paparazzi today, so I suggested we take a different route.”
Xiao Guo suddenly realized: "So, that's why you asked to change cars this morning?"
Mo Ningzhi nodded.
Qin Weijin stared at him for a while, then suddenly chuckled, “Your friend is really something, getting all sorts of information through various channels, even forgoing reporting and directly leaking the news to you.”
Mo Ningzhi lied without batting an eye: "We're good friends."
The lie was told without any care or thought.
Qin Weijin looked out the door and said, "Then let's change it. I'll listen to you and my friend."
Mo Ningzhi chose a hidden passage to leave the scene. The three of them went straight to the underground parking garage, where a car that had been arranged was already waiting at the entrance.
It's an ordinary SUV with a large interior space, but the car cover is a bit flashy, covered with various anime characters, which easily reminds people of a rebellious, immature teenager.
Xiao Guo was somewhat dumbfounded: "Ning Zhi, the car you rented... is quite unique, huh?"
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
When he rented the car, he only asked that the car cover be strange and not the kind of style that celebrities would like, but he forgot that there are also chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur) styles. This car owner has quite a rich inner world.
Qin Weijin frequently changes cars for daily travel, so he is very adaptable. He exchanged a glance with Conan on the car door, then got into the car without changing his expression.
"Let's go."
The journey away from the scene went smoothly, so smoothly that Mo Ningzhi felt it was eerie and had a bad feeling. He tried to contact Old Mushroom on QQ.
I thought the other party was busy with offline activities and probably wouldn't reply in time, but I was surprised to receive a response half a minute later.
[Old Mushroom Picker]: Are you still there?
[Gudemoning]: He has already left.
【Old Mushroom Picking Girls】: ? ? ? Gone? Where did you go? There are guards at all the doors, did you fly in from the sky?
Seeing this, Mo Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Before I could finish typing a single line, another message popped up from the other party.
[Old Mushroom Picking Girls]: Just asking, are you going back to the hotel?
[Goodmorning]: Hmm.
【Old Mushroom Picking Girls】: Then you can change hotels now. Qin Weijin's choice of where to stay is already an open secret. Although hotels have rules against disclosing guests' privacy, there will always be people who are tempted by money. You should understand what I mean.
[Gudemonin]: ...
Mo Ningzhi thanked Old Mushroom and put away his phone. He hadn't figured out a solution yet, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that Qin Weijin seemed to have just turned his gaze away from his face and was looking out the window as if nothing had happened, with a furrowed brow.
Mo Ningzhi: "?"
Is there something on his face?
Mo Ningzhi was just about to think of an excuse to explain why she needed to change hotels when Qin Weijin said, "Stop the car."
The flashy SUV slowly came to a stop on the side of the road.
Mo Ningzhi: "What's wrong?"
He turned to look out the window on Qin Weijin's side, his body unconsciously leaning forward closer to Qin Weijin, wanting to know what had happened.
Qin Weijin looked out the window; they had arrived at the hotel entrance. "There are stalkers."
He turned around without noticing that his chin brushed against a cool, dark hair: "..."
The black-haired owner didn't realize how close they were; he moved his buttocks closer to Qin Weijin and peered outwards.
Qin, involuntarily, leaned back towards Jin.
Make room for Mo Ningzhi.
The familiar scent filled his nostrils, and Qin Weijin frowned, suddenly realizing that Mo Ningzhi had the same scent as him.
The aromas of geranium and sage slowly collide and blend in the enclosed space, creating a unique and distinctive fragrance.
SUVs are usually marketed for their spaciousness and comfort, and the space is not small, but at this moment, Qin Weijin felt a bit cramped. He was trapped in the seat, unable to move and finding it hard to breathe.
The assistant's fair profile was right in front of me. Upon closer inspection, her facial features were even more perfect, with long, curled eyelashes. A wisp of hair on her forehead was brushed aside, revealing a small mole that was barely visible below her eyebrow.
Qin Weijin was somewhat surprised. This spot had always been hidden by his wispy hair, and he had never known that Mo Ningzhi had a beautiful mole on her face.
My gaze involuntarily slid down to the assistant, who was wearing his old clothes. Because of his posture, his waist looked very thin and supple. You could tell he had a good waist without even touching it.
Moreover, Qin had once held hands with Jin.
Mo Ningzhi looked for a long time but still couldn't see where the illegitimate child was.
The hotel entrance was brightly lit. A valet had just driven away a luxury car. People were coming and going. A few people were standing by the fountain, huddled together, seemingly discussing something. A tour group walked in from the end of the street and entered the gate in an orderly fashion.
Mo Ningzhi wasn't very good at identifying the location of illegitimate children in a crowd, but judging from Qin Weijin's tone, it was probably pretty close.
He sat up straight and took out his phone: "Let's go to another one then."
Xiao Guo agreed, turned the car around, and drove to a star-rated hotel ten kilometers away, where he successfully checked in.
However, only one suite was booked.
The situation is tense, and their two assistants need to stay by Qin Weijin's side to prevent any accidents from happening to him.
"Brother Jin, your flight back to the capital is at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. You have eight hours to go, so please get some rest," Xiao Guo said.
Qin Weijin glanced at Mo Ningzhi, who was standing by the window tapping away on her phone, and quickly looked away. "You should get some rest too."
After finishing his message with Old Mushroom, Mo Ningzhi put away his phone. Seeing that Xiao Guo had already left the living room, he paused for a moment and asked, "Is Brother Jin still studying Thai tonight?"
Qin Weijin took off his coat. "Are you sleepy?"
Mo Ningzhi shrugged: "I'm fine, not sleepy."
“Then I’ll learn.” Qin Weijin said in a warm and natural voice, “Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Mo.”
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
That lazy, casual tone and gorgeous voice sent shivers down one's spine.
Mo Ning knew that this person had a hidden flaw: he was powerless against pleasant voices. He appreciated deep, magnetic male voices and had several audio recordings saved on his phone.
Each voice actor has their own unique pronunciation, but none are as perfect as Qin Weijin. This alluring quality is not usually obvious, but when fatigue and languor take over, this mellow tone becomes even more magnificent.
Mo Ningzhi's Adam's apple bobbed, and she silently repeated "I'm a hater" to herself a dozen times before she managed to restrain herself from holding up her phone and shoving it at Qin Weijin's chin to make him call her Teacher Mo again.
God is truly cruel.
The most beautiful sound was that of Qin for Jin.
Mo Ningzhi shook his head, banishing the jumbled thoughts from his mind, intending to finish the task quickly.
Fortunately, he had the draft and translation from last night with him, which he spread out on the coffee table. "Brother Jin, let's repeat what happened last night and see how much you still remember."
"good."
The unique and mellow tone slowly rises in your ears, with a high degree of purity, without any messy noise or vibrato, and the changes in intensity are also well controlled, it's simply perfect.
As Mo Ning listened, she began to drift off into thought.
"...How is it? Is your pronunciation okay?"
Mo Ningzhi only came to his senses when Qin Weijin's voice grew louder as it approached.
He blinked, barely registering the words in his mind. He swallowed and said seriously, "Not bad, most of the pronunciations are correct, but the second half needs improvement."
Qin Weijin glanced at him: "But I've only read the first half."
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
He calmly pointed to the table: "Then let's continue with the second half."
Qin Weijin gave him a strange look.
To show that she had nothing to hide, Mo Ningzhi puffed out her chest.
Qin for Jin: "..."
Qin Weijin was, after all, a beginner. He had never been exposed to T language texts or works before. Although he had a good memory, he was somewhat lacking in pronunciation, so learning was not easy for him.
Mo Ningzhi was very patient when teaching pronunciation: "The T tone has many variations, some consonants have a distinction between voiced and voiceless sounds, and you also need to pay special attention to linking sounds. The pronunciation of adjacent syllables will affect each other and produce sound changes, for example, this word..."
The T language class didn't end until almost 1 a.m.
Qin Weijin was able to read through the speech once, but his pronunciation was still a bit strange. He still had a long way to go before he could recite it from memory.
Mo Ningzhi glanced at the time and stretched: "Brother Jin, let's call it a day. I'm too sleepy, it'll affect my efficiency."
Qin Wei Jin didn't even look up, still memorizing the pronunciation, "Okay."
Mo Ningzhi yawned and walked towards the second bedroom of the suite, a few tears welling up in the corner of her eyes.
"Mo Ningzhi."
"Um?"
"I love you, and this love will never change."
Mo Ningzhi suddenly stopped in her tracks, instantly snapping to attention: "..."
Not only was I fully awake, but I also felt a bit feverish.
The heat gradually spread from the base of my ears to my cheeks.
...This damn voice-controlled constitution.
In the midst of the panic, Qin Weijin said again, "Is the last sentence read like this?"
Mo Ningzhi: "…………"
He really wanted to turn around and yell back, "Love you my ass! Where's the 'us'?! Did you get lost? What kind of foreign language are you learning so late at night?"
"...It's not a big problem, you can keep practicing."
Qin Weijin looked at his slightly flustered back with some suspicion. When his gaze fell on the abnormal blush on Mo Ningzhi's ears and cheeks, he was stunned.
blush?
Because of what he just said?
Qin Weijin looked down at his notes and carefully reviewed them several times before realizing that he had omitted the "men" when pronouncing "I love you all".
Mo Ningzhi knew it must be a misunderstanding...
Um?
Qin was taken aback by Jin's sudden reaction.
Why did Mo Ningzhi blush when he read that sentence?
Thinking about this, scenes from the past began to flash before my eyes.
Mo Ningzhi claimed to be a true fan when they first met.
However, subsequent observations revealed that his feelings towards himself were actually quite complex, mixed with various repressed emotions.
He's a photographer with a bright future and plenty of money; he could easily donate millions. Yet, he insists on being his errand boy assistant.
She gets involved in his private affairs, accompanies him at work, disregards danger to help him drive away haters, and helps him avoid crises time and time again.
They also seem to know about his allergies.
Most importantly.
Mo Ningzhi noticed that his mood worsened significantly when he interacted with women.
The female waitress on the cruise ship, Yang Lian at her doorstep...
Everything matches up!
Qin Weijin widened his eyes slightly, looking in the direction Mo Ningzhi had left. His gaze was shocked, yet also seemed to be mixed with other emotions. He thought blankly, "Could it be that Mo Ningzhi likes him?"
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