<h4>Chapter 943: 943、You have three seconds to get the hell out of here!</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion
Her lips got nearer to his ears as she smiled. She whispered with a voice of seduction and partial helplessness, “What’s wrong? I have ovee gender to try this with you and you pushed me away? Trust me, boy, I’ll be gentle, a perfect hole-in-one for you.”
“...S-shut up!” It took Yan Sinian a few seconds to process the situation. Nevertheless, his reaction was terrifying. He looked disgusted at first but his scowl soon formed into a hideous re as he stood still, pushing Mo Ning away with the pressure he exerted. It was the terror from his very soul as if warning Mo Ning that she might be killed on spot if she dared to challenge Yan Sinian’s limits again.
As expected for who he was.
The Dark Godfather!
“You...” Muttered Mo Ning as she took a few steps away, “S-sorry!” She dashed past the young man yet she collided into another student instead.
“What the...” Having seen the messy uniform Mo Ning was wearing and the wet hands of Yan Sinian near the sink, the student was very confused as the unbelievable spection popped up in his head.
<i>Holy shit... </i>
<i>Did I just miss something in the toilet? </i>
Mo Ning smiled wryly and sprinted out of the toilet for her life.
Yan Sinian swung the water away from his hands as if dering his territory. His eyes glowed cold like the reflection of his gold-framed spectacles, staring at the other student in the toilet, “You have three seconds to get the hell out of here!”
Even though the student was unaware of Yan Sinian’s background, he was still shaken by the horror exuded by Yan Sinian—he ran away like a deer from its predator.
Yan Sinian sighed in displeasure and was going to leave yet there was something near his feet that caught his attention. It was a student ID and it appeared to be from Mo Ning.
Interests sparked in his eyes as the frigidity retreated.
<i>Mo Ning, huh? </i>
<i>I don’t care if I would meet the wrong Mo Ning next time, no Mo Ning would escape from my grip. NEVER! </i>
“Qinglin Private University?” The school name was a very good clue that he sneered at. The odds were on his side after all. All he had to do was to get to the private university and grab the person.
<i>I don’t care if Mo Ning turns out to be a guy or a girl, the person will be pressed to the floor by him, till the end of time. Till he had enough. </i>
*RING*
The phone vibrated in his pocket. He took a nce at the caller ID.
“Feng?” He snorted and picked up the call. He asked proactively before his friend, “Hey Feng, one proposition for ya, have you thought of visiting Thand and bing Sister Feng?”
Sister Feng is that little tranny who got pretty popr among the Chinesemunity. This friend of mine might be called Feng Jie for Jie as in “brilliant” or “talented” but it was more like “sister” to me for a sissy like him.
“...” The person sighed in the call as he tried inhibiting his rageing from humiliation, “Sorry, wrong number.”
Beep... beep... Beep...
The call was hung up.
——
Mo Ning, with fear, was still crawling on her back from the incident just now, left the cafe with Liu Beibei while tapping her shaking palm. Liu Beibei was utterly bewildered upon seeing the tousled fringe of hers, “What’s wrong?”
Mo Ning only shook her head with sweat all over her back.
<i>And I thought I got rid of that terrifying man and now he went all the way to Country Z for me.</i>
“Here we are,” said Liu Beibei as she led her to the ssroom.