National School Prince is a Girl - V1C38
1. Hacker Queen Becomes a High School Student
2. Old Fu Jiu No More
3. F*uck off!
4. Payback
5. Hypocrisy Is Intolerable
6. I Need Money!
7. Friend Request Rejected!
8. Deal!
9. Just Smiling...
10. Counter-Hacking
11. The Hug
12. Nice Body, Bro!
13. Found Him!
14. K.O.
15. Whatever
16. Guilt and Anger
17. Mother-and-Daughter duo
18. The Internet Cafe
19. Where is Spade Z?
20. Do You Have A Secret Crush On Me?
21. Karma
22. Sorry Not Sorry
23. The noose is tightening
24. Scumbags
25. Let’s Have a Gay Meeting!?
26. Are you a boy or a girl?
27. Xue Yaoyao’s Buns
28. Aiya!
29. Just a meeting
30. Surprise!
31. I’m Spade Z, Fu Jiu
32. Dumplings
33. Call me "Lord Jiu"
34. Ten Lobsters for Lord Jiu
35. Men's Room or Women's Room?
36. The Reason Fu Jiu Wanted to Meet Qin Mo
37. The Bill...
38. ... Or The Tab?
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Chapter 38: ...Or The Tab?
Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray
with one hand while pressing Fu Jiu down with the other. Still wearing his
suit jacket, a lock of black hair fell naturally over his forehead, making
him appear incredibly masculine. It wasn't just his posture that was
captivating; his sharp gaze could make anyone weak in the knees. No wonder
his fans called him Almighty Qin—he was incredibly good-looking!
Unfortunately, right at this moment, Fu Jiu wasn't in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the man above him. His cards were being wiped clean, and for a hacker who had just saved a little money, this was a nightmare.
"CEO Qin," a waiter said, rushing back with sweat beading on his forehead. He raised both hands high. "The total bill is 26,580, but Lord Jiu only has 5,000 on his card; all the others have been swiped clean."
Qin Mo acknowledged the waiter’s words curtly. Fu Jiu thought this was the end of the situation—after all, there was no money left on his card. What else could Qin Mo want? To her surprise, just as she was about to sit up, Qin Mo added casually, "Put the rest on Lord Jiu's tab for later."
A... tab?! Nobody ever put their bills on a tab here, especially since people in their age group loved to brag about who was richer. Putting bills on a tab to pay later when going out to eat? How shabby was that? Fu Jiu was speechless.
Coco bit his finger, lowering his head. The CEO was really scheming and evil this time. He was clearly trying to help Fu Jiu become infamous in their circle. Later, no matter where Fu Jiu went, this would come up.
Fu Jiu didn’t care much about her reputation, but she cared about her money! “Almighty Qin, didn’t the gay meetup guide tell you that if your gay friend runs out of money, you should cover the rest?”
Qin Mo glanced at her carelessly. “That applies during a normal meetup, but not in your case. To stop you from having ridiculous thoughts about paying with your body, you should cover the bill with your money instead.”
Fu Jiu: “...”
This meal of lobsters was such a loss. To avoid further damage, she decided to take the two lobsters home, even if she had to carry them all the way. Today was her treat, and she still owed 30,000 yuan. But only money was needed to resolve the matter. With this meal, she wouldn't have to worry about being investigated again.
Unfortunately, right at this moment, Fu Jiu wasn't in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the man above him. His cards were being wiped clean, and for a hacker who had just saved a little money, this was a nightmare.
"CEO Qin," a waiter said, rushing back with sweat beading on his forehead. He raised both hands high. "The total bill is 26,580, but Lord Jiu only has 5,000 on his card; all the others have been swiped clean."
Qin Mo acknowledged the waiter’s words curtly. Fu Jiu thought this was the end of the situation—after all, there was no money left on his card. What else could Qin Mo want? To her surprise, just as she was about to sit up, Qin Mo added casually, "Put the rest on Lord Jiu's tab for later."
A... tab?! Nobody ever put their bills on a tab here, especially since people in their age group loved to brag about who was richer. Putting bills on a tab to pay later when going out to eat? How shabby was that? Fu Jiu was speechless.
Coco bit his finger, lowering his head. The CEO was really scheming and evil this time. He was clearly trying to help Fu Jiu become infamous in their circle. Later, no matter where Fu Jiu went, this would come up.
Fu Jiu didn’t care much about her reputation, but she cared about her money! “Almighty Qin, didn’t the gay meetup guide tell you that if your gay friend runs out of money, you should cover the rest?”
Qin Mo glanced at her carelessly. “That applies during a normal meetup, but not in your case. To stop you from having ridiculous thoughts about paying with your body, you should cover the bill with your money instead.”
Fu Jiu: “...”
This meal of lobsters was such a loss. To avoid further damage, she decided to take the two lobsters home, even if she had to carry them all the way. Today was her treat, and she still owed 30,000 yuan. But only money was needed to resolve the matter. With this meal, she wouldn't have to worry about being investigated again.
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“Are you going back by yourself, or do you want me to give you a lift?” Qin Mo asked, looking at the young man who was carrying his lobsters. He looked a bit like his own cat when it got drenched in the rain. He knew this guy had sharp claws, even though he was pretending to be poor and destitute. Still, Qin Mo asked him in a low voice; after all, he had good manners as a member of the Qin family. He also wondered whether this guy would ask for anything else in the car. As long as it wasn’t something overbearing, he would say yes. After all, his main reason for meeting up with Spade Z was to invite him to join the team. Fu Jiu wasn’t making it easy.
She flipped her silver hair from her face, and the corners of her mouth curled upwards. “Send me back. I don’t have money for a cab, and it’s far from my place, so I can’t skateboard back.”
Qin Mo let out a sigh. He realized he may have gone a little overboard with the bill, but he didn’t feel any remorse for it. This guy needed to learn a lesson. Still, he knew he couldn't abandon him now.
“Mm.” Qin Mo reached out and opened the car door. He appeared emotionless, but he still exuded coldness, arrogance, and regal presence.
Fatty and Coco both thought this was nothing like a gay meetup; it felt more like an action movie with daggers flying around! Fatty was still the one driving.
Music played softly in the car. Fu Jiu sat on the left side of Qin Mo. There wasn’t much distance between them, but they didn’t exchange any words. Coco wasn’t used to this silence and finally spoke up, “Fu Jiu, what about your mum’s company? Is it really closing down?”
“Why would it close down?” Fu Jiu turned her gaze away from the night view outside, her eyes deep with thought.
Coco licked his lips. “I heard some news that your mum is having her contestants poached and that the company can’t form a team. If your mum doesn’t do anything, the company will be eliminated from the competition. Once the investors withdraw their money, your mum’s company won’t be able to withstand the blow.”
Fu Jiu cast a cold glance at CoCo, who felt the weight of it against his back.
“It’s true,” Fu Jiu remarked, a chilling laugh escaping her lips, darkness flickering in her eyes. “Who told you that? Did you get the information directly from the investors? Or perhaps that illegitimate child from the Fu family? Regardless, my mother’s company will remain strong. It’s theirs that are on the brink of closing down.”
Coco was taken aback; the free-spirited person he'd met at the hotel now radiated a powerful, oppressive aura. In that instant, he finally realized that Fu Jiu, the ostentatious heir, was, without a doubt, Spade Z, the one who had consistently outmatched them online!
