The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Sorry, My Hand Slipped

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Xiao Qimo walked a few steps outside and stopped when he saw that Ye Jinwen was following him.

“Go and tell Old Master Su about what happened in the alley,” said the man calmly. Ye Jinwen could neither see nor guess what was hiding in the depths of his silent eyes.

However, he still nodded instinctively.

“Okay, leave this up to me.” Ye Jinwen rubbed his fists and wiped his palms.

He knew Elder Su and loved to stand up for injustice.

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It was clearly not Lu Mian’s fault this time, but these people were addicted to gossipping.

Not only did Lu Mian not take revenge against society, she had even saved them.

Ye Jinwen directly went to find Elder Su without hesitation.

The Su family guards did not stop him as he had come here a few times. He briefly summarized the incident to Elder Su. Elder Su took it to heart and directly called off the ridiculous banquet.

The guests felt quite complicated, but could only leave forlorn.

However, Lu Xingtang trio were asked to stay behind on their own, which made people curious. They wondered if there would be good news between the two families.

Lu Xinnuan was elated.

Lu Xingtang was very well-mannered and apologized to Elder Su first. “Elder Su, Lu Mian had caused trouble for you. I’ll immediately reprimand her when I reach home.”

“No need!” Su Qinghe held him up and his eyes were brimming with sincerity as Su Qinghe shook hands with him. “Mr. Lu, please help me thank Mianmian when you reach home. If it wasn’t for her, our Su family would be doomed today.”

Lu Xinnuan, Lu Xingtang and Fei Jinlan were all taken aback and dazed.

…

When the trio from the Lu Family left, only Elder Su, Su Sheng and Su Jue were left in the yard.

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Su Sheng was confused. “Dad, you’ve always treated others with kindness. Why would you attract an assassin? I think this incident happened because you purposely took Lu Mian’s side…”

Old Master Su shook his head and his experienced eyes were suddenly filled with sharpness.

There was no need for him to say anything as the truth lay in the alley.

Not having the mood to explain further, he glanced at his son before looking at his grandson – Su Jue. He instructed him wisely, “Mianmian has gone to Kun Peng Middle School to study, and she’s in the tenth grade. You should take care of her.”

Su Jue was upset, but before he could say anything, Su Sheng interrupted helplessly. “Dad, why? Are you thinking of matchmaking Su Jue and Lu Mian? That girl isn’t worthy of our Jue’er. Her younger sister – Lu Xinnuan is not bad though…”

Su Qinghe rolled his eyes at him. “Don’t talk nonsense. Our family isn’t worthy of Lu Mian.”

“Huh?” Su Sheng was even more confused.

However, the old man had already walked back to his room with his walking stick.

Su Jue muttered to himself softly and did not care about what he had just said.

…

Lu Mian walked back home leisurely in her slippers.

The Su family home was in the villa area where there was no public transport, and fewer taxis. She followed the flowers by the road and walked forward rather casually.

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Xiao Qimo saw this when he caught up with her in his car.

A slim young girl with one hand in her pocket and the other casually playing with the leaves and petals.

Her soft short hair flowed up as the wind blew, and the scene looked very pleasing to one’s eyes.

Xiao Qimo whistled lightly, and when he decreased his speed and drove by Lu Mian, he asked in a gentlemanly manner, “Ms. Lu, do you need a ride?”

Lu Mian looked up nonchalantly and continued walking forward.

Hoho, this girl was prideful.

Xiao Qimo drove a few metres forward and stopped around two metres in front of Lu Mian. He turned his steering wheel and suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

One of his hands was on the steering wheel, while the other opened the door to the passenger seat beside the driver’s.

His handsome five features formed a warm smile, as he said slowly, “Sorry, my hand slipped.”