Chapter 272 The Chief Young Master (2)



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Story Difficulty: Three Stars

Linghu Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

She still vividly remembers the four-star difficulty level from last time.

That's so~perverted~

It's so difficult that it makes you question the meaning of life.

Another four-star experience would leave me with a psychological scar...

She got up and drew back the curtains.

Familiar skyscrapers reappeared in my sight, and the air was somewhat polluted.

The room is decorated in calming colors of gray, white, and blue.

Some girly items are scattered throughout, creating a warm and stylish look.

Xia Anhao bought it herself.

No matter how much she pretends to be a man, she still has the heart of a little girl.

It must have been painful.

"All is well!" Someone knocked on the door.

Linghu Lan opened the door.

I spotted a woman in her forties at first glance.

Xia Anhao's mother, Lan Yin.

She still looked good, and it was clear she was a great beauty in her youth, but the weariness in her eyes was impossible to hide.

After Xia's father passed away.

His original 140% stake in the Xia Group has now been squeezed down to only 10%.

Lan Yin didn't understand the ins and outs of the business. To prevent the remaining shares of the mother and daughter from being embezzled, she had no choice but to go to work at the company and keep track of its movements. Life was not easy for her.

Xia Anhao resented her mother, but she also felt sorry for her.

Most of the time, she was quiet and pretended to be a boy.

However, at the age when one's heart is just beginning to open to love, one will always secretly fall for a dazzling boy.

I like his white shirt that sparkles.

That smile is incredibly heartwarming.

And eyes so bright they could pierce the Milky Way.

The boy's name is Mo Yinan.

...

"Mom!" Linghu Lan called out.

Lan Yin was in a hurry; she was going to be late, or she would lose her perfect attendance bonus.

"Hurry up and get ready, or we'll be late."

"Okay!" Linghu Lan quickly went to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Lan Yin was stunned for a moment.

Why is this child being so well-behaved today?

She followed him into the bathroom and touched Linghu Lan's forehead.

No fever.

Linghu Lan: ...

Sure enough, mothers have sharp eyes.

She impatiently pushed Lan Yin's hand away, "Mom, what are you doing!"

Lan Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

They are my biological children, not fake.

"Have breakfast after you wash up. I've put your clothes on the bed."

Have a meal.

dressing.

Solved in ten minutes.

Go downstairs.

Get on the bus.

As they approached the school, Linghu Lan spoke up: "Mom, give me four thousand yuan."

What fees did the school charge?

"No! I want to learn Sanda (Chinese kickboxing)."

"Is someone bullying you?"

"No, I just want to protect you in the future."

Lan Yin burst into tears instantly, her hand went limp, and the front of the car lurched violently.

Linghu Lan quickly straightened the steering wheel...

Mom, you're trying to murder your own daughter!

Lan Yin was a little embarrassed, "I'll transfer it to your phone later. Mom doesn't need your protection, just take care of yourself. My daughter is so beautiful..."

She paused at this point.

My embarrassment is acting up again.

This was also a taboo subject in her heart.

After a while.

She whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'll be eighteen soon, you can't control me then." Linghu Lan tossed her hair and grinned with a wicked smile. Anyway, I want to flirt with girls too.

Lan Yin: ……

It's like a fishbone stuck in my throat.

Everyone else is their mother's little cotton-padded jacket, but you are your mother's black-hearted cotton-padded jacket.

The system in deep thought: It seems like I'm seeing a scumbag rising to power, ugh! Shameless!

I got off the bus.

Linghu Lan strolled leisurely towards the classroom.

There's a saying, isn't there?

You're so cute, you must be a boy!

La la la!

My sister is now a cute boy.

Facing thousands of girls, he can be both the dominant and submissive type!

She entered the class.

The crowd, which had been bustling and noisy just moments before, like cicadas in a meeting, suddenly fell silent...

What?

Did I press the pause button on your boobs?

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