??Chapter 17: Chapter 017: Better to Take Action First and Report Later
Chapter 17: Chapter 017: Better to Take Action First and Report Later
Hotel.
Gu Hangshen curled up in bed, clutching a pillow, warily watching Gong Xiaoqiao who, after bathing, was clad in pajamas crawling towards him.
“You… what are you planning to do to ? I knew it, I just knew you were up to sothing! Pretending to be fragile to trick
into the hotel so you could easily make a move on …”
Gong Xiaoqiao climbed over, slowly surpassing him, then pressed a switch and turned on the main light, “What nonsense are you thinking!”
The man suddenly fell silent, his face flushed, staring blankly at Gong Xiaoqiao’s chest.
Gong Xiaoqiao covered her neckline and retreated, giving him a glare, “Pervert! No wonder your master drove you down the mountain!”
“I escaped from the mountain on my own, alright!”
Gong Xiaoqiao’s family was quite well-off. Her father was dissatisfied that she was too delicate and lacked masculinity. After the family discussed it, they agreed with her grandfather’s decision to send her to the mountain to cultivate.
Gong Xiaoqiao was nine years old when she went to the mountain, which was the sa year Gu Hangshen and Hannian went abroad to study.
Without Gu Hangshen’s protection, Gong Xiaoqiao at that ti was often bullied.
Xiaoqiao’s grandfather knew he was getting old and was afraid he wouldn’t be able to accompany her for much longer, and that Gu Hangshen would naturally have his own life in the future.
“Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifeti,” so he hardened his heart and started sending her to learn martial arts every sumr and winter vacation from that year on, so that she could protect herself in the future.
Old folks back then didn’t believe much in taekwondo, judo, karate or kendo but still thought that China’s native martial arts were the most practical. When it ca to martial arts, Shaolin Temple had to be ntioned. Coincidentally, there was a branch in City A, but naturally, Shaolin Temple was a place for n to stay. It took Xiaoqiao’s grandfather quite so effort to get Xiaoqiao into the temple.
Xiaoqiao’s second senior brother had secretly run down the mountain at the age of sixteen. The rebellious teenager, without his family’s knowledge, entered the entertainnt industry and juggled singing and acting, eventually becoming the celebrity who now enjoys great fa—
It was Jinmulin, who was to hold a concert that coming Wednesday.
“What’s there to prepare for, having rehearsed so many tis already—isn’t it annoying! Once I’ve had enough fun, I’ll naturally go back!” Jinmulin hung up the phone with an exasperated face and then removed the battery pack.
“Being your assistant is really miserable!” Gong Xiaoqiao looked at him with disdain.
This guy, while looking glamorous on the outside, actually had a terrible personality and was incredibly capricious. She really couldn’t understand how soone like him managed to survive in the entertainnt industry.
Jinmulin was nonchalant, tossing his phone aside. “I owe my escape today to your ex-boyfriend and forr best friend. If they hadn’t drawn the dia’s attention, it would indeed have been difficult for
to split away! Your rough day must have sothing to do with this, right?”
Seeing Gong Xiaoqiao’s gloomy face, Jinmulin touched his nose and wisely refrained from asking more questions. Typically, he could speak freely around this girl, as long as he didn’t step into her sore spots.
“Here you go.”
“What?”
“Concert tickets! If you dare not to co, you’re dead at, got it?”
Gong Xiaoqiao silently accepted the tickets, choosing to say nothing.
If she told him she wasn’t going at this mont, the guy would definitely fly into a rage.
So, it was better to act now and report later!
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