Chapter 865 - A Talk with the Young Lady
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
At 9.15 pm, there werenât many people outside due to the rain.
At the entrance of the police station, Qin Mo held a black umbrella over Bo Jiuâs head. His face was elegant and gentle amidst the raindrops and smoke.
There was a car waiting in the rain. It was a black jeep with a red car plate used by the military, which amplified its toughness.
âYoung Master.â The Qin familyâs driver had always been thoughtful, bringing another umbrella out for them. However, the moment he caught sight of the cuffs, which connected their hands, he was struck speechless.
Qin Mo remained nonchalant. He raised his arm to wipe the raindrops off the youngsterâs face. âLetâs go.â
Bo Jiu was still in deep thought.
They wouldnât be able to get anything from the computer she used because they would have to find someone more professional for something Fatty wasnât able to do.
Bo Jiu wasnât afraid of them finding anything since the other computer had collapsed.
After half an hour, any trace would be destroyed.
This duel was about how much the Almighty suspected her...
Qin Mo sat beside her, his gaze landing on her handband as he asked leisurely, âHave you thought about how weâre going to talk?â
Even though she had many things on her mind, this was her greatest worry: the talk with the Almighty.
Was it too late to jump out off the car?
Bo Jiu shook her cuffed hand. It seemed too late and the car was headed towards the military courtyard, which meant the Almighty had no intention of letting her go.
Qin Mo glanced sideways, a hand supporting his face as he watched her, his fingers tapping her wrist occasionally.
That pressure was so intense that the tap seemed to cut through her right hand.
All that aside, he was still as good looking as ever.
Bo Jiu concluded that he was likeable because of his good looks.
After sorting out her thoughts, she was about to speak, but the Almightyâs voice came through first. It was warm and slow. âThereâs something Iâm curious about. Why did you insist on competing our size the first time we met? How exactly were you planning to compete with me?â
Bo Jiu forced back whatever she had wanted to say.
The driver didnât understand what he meant.
But with first-hand experience, Bo Jiu was all too sure. At the time, she had pressed him against the wall in order to prevent her identity from being exposed. She hadnât thought much into it.
âI was young and dumb.â Bo Jiu didnât think it was time for such a sensitive topic, but Qin Mo had other plans.
The military courtyard wasnât far.
Now that they had reached the garage, Qin Mo lifted his gaze towards the driver in front. âOld Wang, you can go in first.â
Sensing that they had more to say, Old Wang didnât turn off the heater before leaving the car.
As the jeep was left with the both of them, Bo Jiu knew that she was in a tricky situation.
The moment Old Wang alighted, the oppressive pressure radiating from the Almighty intensified.
âDo you think being young and dumb allows you to play flirt without having to take responsibility?â Qin Mo glanced up. âAs a wall-climbing student, young lady, you seemed to be lacking in this area.â
Bo Jiu knew she didnât have the upperhand so she decided to go into the offensive. âBrother Mo, you can ask the reason behind my cross-dressing.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâm not very interested in that explanation,â Qin Mo replied leisurely, his perfectly defined face looking ravishing.
Bo Jiu: ... Conversation killer!