What day was it?
Bo Jiu was confused. It shouldn't be the Almighty's birthday.
Since it wasn't his birthday, what other day could it be?
Qin Mo glanced at the confusion in her eyes. He frowned and said coldly, "Confession."
"What confession?" Bo Jiu was confused by the hint.
That handsome, mixed-race face inched closer to her, bringing with it an aura that made her restless. "It's been thirty days since I confessed to you."
The thirtieth day of his confession?
Bo Jiu stilled. She hadn't expected the Almighty to remember such a day.
It wasn't easy to reply.
But she couldn't ignore it.
"Time flies. Back then, Brother Mo, you were really … I was afraid you would turn gay."
Bo Jiu smiled mischievously. She had the upper hand when she had first met the Almighty. Now, she couldn't tease him even if she wanted to.
Qin Mo watched her beautiful eyes, speaking leisurely, "Even if I turned gay, you were the one who did it. Don't change the topic."
"I definitely didn't change the topic." Bo Jiu felt that this position was too dangerous. If she wasn't careful, the Almighty might take advantage of her. Hence, she straightened herself. This time, the Almighty wouldn't do anything to her. There were still parents peeking over from time to time. The Almighty wasn't someone who didn't know his limits.
Qin Mo was indeed someone who knew his limits. But … he swept a glance at the fox-like youngster, his tone calm. "When are you going to give me a status? Do you want to sleep for free? "
Bo Jiu choked on his words.
Give her a status? Sleep for free …
"I thought you would remember or at least give me something. I didn't expect …"
Suddenly, the voice beside her seemed to have sunk.
Even the person standing there seemed to be an indescribable loneliness?
For some reason, Bo Jiu recalled Movie Queen An's words. Ever since they were young, the Almighty rarely received gifts. He wouldn't even look at the gifts at his birthday banquets.
She had assumed that someone like the Almighty would be likable.
For example, she liked him. Back then, she had even given him a gift.
But in reality, after they had separated, she wasn't sure how he had grown up.
Movie Queen An said that he had a cold personality. Even if it was his birthday, he wasn't interested in the gifts from his elders.
It was probably because the Almighty was too smart that he was able to see the pros and cons of the upper class clearly.
In other words, he knew very well that the gifts given to him had all sorts of motives.
Thirty days?
She didn't say anything.
Thinking about it this way, she was indeed quite a scumbag.
A domineering CEO could not treat his pet like this.
At the very least, he couldn't be so useless.
Bo Jiu replied guiltily, "Actually, I've prepared for it, I just didn't remember the date."
"Oh?" Qin Mo stuffed a hand into his pocket and raised his head. His deep gaze made Bo Jiu's eyes wander unconsciously.
Qin Mo arched a brow. "What did you prepare?"
Bo Jiu knew the Almighty could tell she was lying and was about to confess.
At this moment, Qin Mo spoke again, "Give it to me tomorrow."
Was he giving her time to prepare?
Bo Jiu understood the Almighty's intentions and nodded. "Alright." She couldn't really become a piece of trash.
"I'm really curious what you are going to give me." Qin Mo spoke slowly. "I don't think you are going to just buy something to deal with me."
Bo Jiu: … The Almighty's words completely blocked her way to buy something. Was it really unintentional?
Qin Mo watched the youngster's depressed expression and his mood improved slightly.
In the end, he couldn't help it. He turned around and reached out to pinch her face. "You seem to be in a difficult position."
Bo Jiu feigned ignorance. "It's not difficult."
Qin Mo laughed. "Is that so? See you tomorrow. "
"Alright," Bo Jiu replied, reaching out to touch her face that had been pinched. Coaxing the Almighty was a battle of wits and courage. She also had to know how to step down.
Qin Mo walked forward, occasionally turning back to glance at the dignified person behind him. The corners of his lips lifted silently.
Chen Xiaodong, who had been watching from the side, was in a dilemma.
After all, there was a distance between them. It wasn't possible for him to hear the conversation between Young Master and Young Master Qin.
But in front of the two madams, he would have to restrain himself.
Most importantly, he couldn't let the goddess notice anything.
Chen Xiaodong glanced in Movie Queen An's direction guiltily.
Movie Queen An's expression didn't change. She probably didn't think of Young Master and Young Master Qin in that direction.
Chen Xiaodong didn't know that his conjecture was completely wrong.
Movie Queen An watched as the two of them walked over from afar. "These two kids are really something. They even have to whisper things."
"Isn't that so." He Honghua had been suspicious at first but after hearing Movie Queen An's words, she felt relieved.
Their relationship was probably too good.
But she had to find some time to talk to Jiu.
She didn't have to worry too much when she was interacting with an upright kid like Qin Mo.
She still had to maintain a distance with other boys.
Even though she was dressed as a boy, her Jiu was still a girl in her heart.
He Honghua was still waiting. She was waiting for everything to settle down. When the time was right, she would let her Jiu dress as a girl again.
That day … should be arriving soon.
He Honghua thought about it. She had to work harder and take back everything that she had lost in the past.
But … Jiu's identity was special. She had to think about how to dress as a girl again.
Everyone had different thoughts.
Bo Jiu's mind was filled with thoughts about what to give the Almighty.
Even after Movie Queen An and Qin Mo's car disappeared into the night, Bo Jiu still hadn't come up with a good idea.
What should she give?
Bo Jiu was still thinking about this question when she lay on the bed.
In the extended Lincoln, once there wasn't anyone else, Movie Queen An became more direct. "You were jealous when we talked about Jiu's childhood sweetheart, weren't you?"
"No." Qin Mo held onto the mineral water bottle, tilting his head to take a sip. From the side of his face, there weren't any signs of jealousy. But there was one thing. "Why don't I remember tying my hair when I was young?"
Movie Queen An shifted her gaze subconsciously. She looked out of the car window, her voice muffled. "You were still young then. You couldn't remember."
"Is that so?" Qin Mo didn't dwell on this question. Instead, he turned on his phone and searched for a certain someone's profile picture on WeChat. He typed a few words over. "Don't forget to bring your present tomorrow."
After Bo Jiu received the message, she couldn't fall asleep. She tossed and turned for a while before a thought struck her. She smiled and stood up, walking towards the basement she had remodeled.
The moment Bo Jiu entered, the three pure white ultra-thin laptops lit up at the same time. Silver icons flashed, just like a scene from a blockbuster movie.
If it was something she had personally made, the Almighty might like it …
She followed this train of thought.
Bo Jiu opened the game official and found the video of their team's competition. With a click of her mouse, she saved, edited, edited …
In terms of operation, it wasn't complicated.
But it took a lot of time.
If she wanted the camera to have a sense of story, she had to find the scene bit by bit.
The night sky outside the window was getting darker.
Bo Jiu sat in front of the computer, her left hand on the keyboard while her right hand clicked on the mouse. Her beautiful silver hair was messy, but she didn't seem to have any intention of stopping …
The Qin family.
The lights never went out.
This was a unique characteristic of the military compound.
Regardless of the time, there would always be soldiers on duty and patrols.
Movie Queen An stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the swaying white poplar with a heavy heart.
It wasn't because of her, but because of the question her son had asked her in the car …
Madam Zhang brought a cup of tea over. "Madam, did you have a bad chat with Madam He?"
"Of course not." When Movie Queen An smiled, there were dimples on her face. "Sister He is a straightforward person and doesn't forget her roots. There aren't many people who can maintain their character after entering the business world. She doesn't compete or lie to herself. A woman is weak but a mother is strong. Jiu has a good mother."
Madam Zhang laughed. "It seems like the rumors aren't entirely trustworthy."
"It isn't at all." Movie Queen An lowered her head to take a sip of tea, her brows still furrowed.
Madam Zhang was confused. "Then, Madam …"
"Madam Zhang, what exactly did Mo go through to lose a portion of his memory?"
Movie Queen An's question had become a taboo in the family ever since.
Madam Zhang didn't know how to answer.
No one would be able to forget the young master who had come down from the private plane with blood dripping from his fingers.
At that time, his thoughts had been in a mess …
Movie Queen An knew she wouldn't be able to get an answer. Hence, she took a deep breath. "Now, he has started to interact with criminals again. Madam Zhang, I'm worried that the past will repeat itself."
"Madam, don't worry. With Young Master Jiu around, it won't happen."
Movie Queen An broke into a smile. "You're right."
Once one thought things through, they would gradually let it go.
It was the same for everyone.
What they couldn't let go would always be the injustice.
In the club.
Rao Rong looked at a screenshot of the news. His hand tightened around the mouse.
It was an old piece of news about a million dollars of embezzled money found in a policeman's house.
Because of the double-crossing, the policeman didn't have a good ending.
Rao Rong hadn't believed this piece of news at all.
He wanted to clear his father's name.
When he was young, he had tried many methods.
Time and time again, he had hit a wall.
He had been expelled from the club and in the end, he had lost all hope.
Rao Rong wanted to know who had killed his father. Why had the million dollars appeared in his house?
He could only rely on that person.
That was reality.
He had no choice but to lower his head …
"Captain." Lin Chentao rubbed his eyes, switching on the lights. His hair was a mess. "Are you still thinking about the competition?"
Rao Rong closed the page and stood up, replying faintly, "Mmh."
Lin Chentao grabbed his short hair. "It's the team that can't keep up with you. Actually, I have thought that it would be better if Captain went to another team."
"It's not that." Rao Rong walked over, glancing at the red mark on his face. "Go to sleep."
"Oh." Lin Chentao agreed but he didn't stop. "Ever since Qin Mo got together with Little Spade, his playing style has changed. He's sharp and shameless, getting addicted to the jungle. It's hard to defend against him."
Rao Rong paused. "In the beginning, that was his playstyle but it changed. His hand injury was one reason, but as the captain of Supreme Alliance, his first reaction was to look at the big picture, which made him lose his sharpness. Until Spade Z appeared … The Supreme Alliance today is very strong."
It was a pity that he could no longer compete with his opponent in a fair and square manner.
Rao Rong didn't tell Lin Chentao that.
The night continued to fall.
The best international hotel in Jiang City was frequented by successful people from all over the world.
Director William's Chinese wasn't as accurate as his son's.
Fortunately, his son had translated the comments online and sent them to him. He had also mentioned that he would be flying to Jiang City in the next two days.
It had to be said that William was hesitant after reading the comments.
Should he invite the youngster over?
He despised people who didn't have a bottom line just for the sake of fame.
But this Chinese boy, Jiu, fit the image in his heart. It would be a pity to give him up.
But as a director, he had to consider all aspects of the crew.
It would be better to leave him aside and see if he could find anyone else in China …
William looked at the comments on the internet again, shook his head, and turned off the computer regretfully.
At this moment, Bo Jiu was still in front of the computer, working on something. Her eyelids were heavy. She took two sips from a bottle of mineral water before continuing.
It was almost daybreak.
Bo Jiu stood up, pressing onto her neck. She glanced down at her watch, preparing to search for the last bit of material on Weibo.
Unexpectedly, she received a private message from Sister Turtle.
"I have a presumptuous request. I would like you to help my friend. The next match will be against the Xiangnan team. I know you're busy but I've thought about this for a long time. Only you can help my friend."
That was the first message.
The second message was long.
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