National School Prince is a Girl - V1C39
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?
39. Let’s Raid Dungeons Together!
40.
Chapter 39: Let’s Raid Dungeons Together!
Qin Mo looked at Fu Jiu, his eyes deep and unreadable. "CEO Qin, we've arrived at the Fu residence," Fatty announced as he stopped the car.
Qin Mo took another look at Fu Jiu, who was still tightly holding the lobsters in her arms.
She smiled at him, tilting her head slightly. "I'm going then. Almighty Qin, thanks for the ride. See you online in a bit?"
As they sat together, Qin Mo could clearly see her innocent face with a slight tilt of her head, even noticing the tiny fluffy hairs on her cheeks. Looking at her face made it hard for Qin Mo to stay upset. "Is that all? You're not going to say anything else?" he asked.
"Anything else? Drive safely, text me when you get back. I will call you to raid some dungeons!" Fu Jiu responded while brushing the black hair off Almighty Qin's forehead with her fingers. "If the Almighty can join the game, we’ll definitely get better prices."
Qin Mo considered saying, If you need help with your family's business, I can assist you, but he didn’t expect her to revert to her playful teasing so soon. He sighed deeply, narrowing his eyes again. His chest heaved in frustration as he squeezed out his words through gritted teeth. "Get the f*ck out!"
“Are you angry again?” Fu Jiu teased, bursting into laughter. She playfully threw her arms up and affectionately tousled Qin Mo's hair. “Come on, Almighty, don’t be so composed. Let's keep it friendly; it’s our first meeting, after all. We don’t want you leaving in a bad mood. There, much better!”
Coco and Fatty sat in the front, too startled to turn around. What was Fu Jiu doing? Rubbing the CEO's head? Hadn’t he heard of pulling hair from a tiger's mane? It was the same principle, and CEO Qin must have been itching to tear him apart!
Qin Mo had never been caressed by anyone before. His fingers tightened and loosened several times, but in the end, he couldn’t take it anymore. He opened the car door and unceremoniously threw the smiling young man out. "Drive off!" he ordered coldly, his voice devoid of warmth.
Fatty trembled and stepped on the gas without another word, fearing that his CEO would really harm Spade Z if they didn’t leave instantly. Meanwhile, Fu Jiu was happy, her lips curling into a bright smile as she waved to the departing car. Her grin dazzled Almighty Qin's eyes. He huffed and turned his head away. Was he avoiding her? She had her ways to get to him; she immediately lowered her head and texted him on WeChat, "Almighty, remember to log on when you get home. Let an experienced player take you raiding dungeons!"
Qin Mo held his jaw, opened her message, and huffed coldly again, "Do I need you to take me to raid dungeons?"
"Then you take me. It’s the same thing anyway," Fu Jiu replied, sending a smiley emoji. "It’s more fun to play with friends."
This time, Qin Mo didn’t reject her and replied with two simple words: "Got it."
So he agreed? Fu Jiu’s beautiful eyebrows raised in surprise. It seemed like the Almighty wasn’t completely inhuman after all. If Almighty Qin really would raid dungeons with her, the payout for each mission would significantly increase. Well, things like taking pictures together would add even more value. It wouldn’t be easy to persuade a god to join a dungeon raid, and regular prices wouldn’t cut it. She had to rethink it and switch to offering VIP treatment.
Not bad at all! Gay meetups had their own perks too.
In the future, whenever she took orders to raid dungeons, she would invite him to join, and the money would just roll in. After all, almighty Qin owed her 5000 yuan; he could afford the interest.
