The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

Chapter 378: Chapter 377 We are all family, no need for formalities!

Lu Mian spread the paper on this side of the coffee table, squatted down, and began to draw, clutching her pen.

Stray strands of hair slid down with her movements, looking soft and smooth.

Xiao Qimo stood quietly in the original spot, just watching her silently, waiting for her. The way she held the pen and painted was so earnest that it made one look forward to her work uncontrollably.

This girl had brought him too many surprises, he really didn’t know what else she couldn’t do.

Ye Jinwen was also stretching his neck nervously; if it weren’t for the pain all over his body, he would have rushed over barefoot.

Soon, Lu Mian put away her pen and handed the paper to Ye Jinwen.

The man with a face full of expectations hurriedly took it with his good right hand. When it unfurled in front of him, his enthusiastic baby face turned into a twitching one in an instant.

“Abstract… abstract art?”

“No. Look carefully.” Lu Mian pursed her lips, “I can assure you, if you see her again next time, you will definitely recognize her.”

Ye Jinwen didn’t believe it.

Ye Jinwen felt that Lu Mian was just making fun of people.

Where was this a portrait? It was a sketch so abstract it couldn’t be more abstract, a true work of a soulful artist.

“I think if I were to use this drawing to find her, I might as well not bother trying for the rest of my life,” Ye Jinwen waved his hand dismissively.

Xiao Qimo also curiously leaned over to take a glance. The bold and uninhibited style of the drawing, with its rough and jaunty lines, did match her personality.

“If you don’t want it, you can give it to me,” Xiao Qimo spoke up.

What was there to dislike about something Lu Mian had painstakingly drawn!

Ye Jinwen really did dislike it, thinking that keeping this drawing was utterly useless. He decided it was better to conveniently do Qimo a favor instead, “Qimo, take it away.”

Xiao Qimo actually picked it up, folding it into a small square seriously and tucking it into his pocket.

Lu Mian opened her mouth, “Ye, are you sure you don’t want it?”

“Thank you, Little Mianmian,” Ye Jinwen smiled. He really couldn’t understand the drawing, and he really disliked it.

That kind of abstract art, even if taken to the Criminal Investigation Department, they would absolutely fail to analyze it! The kind that even a birth mother wouldn’t recognize!

But he absolutely needed to find that motorcycle woman.

He was certain, before he fainted, that woman was calling his name.

It seemed, he really had seen her…

Unable to learn the identity of the other party, Ye Jinwen was filled with regret in his heart, yet he was helpless. Remembering the important business he had been handling, he quickly asked, “By the way, how is Gu Jingyi?”

As he was asking this, Mo Nie walked in from outside, holding a stack of laboratory reports and payment slips.

Mo Nie sheepishly glanced at Lu Mian, showing a look of submission to the boss, before finally turning to Xiao Qimo.

“Lord, the forensic report is out. Gu Jingyi had no other injuries, ruptured organs and subdural hemorrhaging led to instant death,” Mo Nie said respectfully.

Lu Mian slightly narrowed her eyes, “Was there no suspicious marks on her body?”

“None,” Mo Nie replied respectably, having been humbled by society, “Gu Jingyi’s corpse didn’t leave behind any useful information. We also checked the van Ye was pursuing, and it’s a licensed vehicle, but all the information was fake.”

Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian weren’t surprised.

They could guess that their adversaries had intended to take Gu Jingyi away, but because of Ye Jinwen’s pursuit, they guessed Gu had been exposed, and so they had decided to cut their losses.

Ye Jinwen smacked the blanket in frustration.

“Damn, that group is unspeakably sly. They probably surmised that the motorcycle would rush out, deliberately dropped Gu Jingyi first to disrupt my rhythm, leading to my collision with that motorcycle lady—a triple play,” Ye Jinwen exclaimed.

“Exactly!” Mo Si nodded in agreement, “If Ye had hit her at that time, we might have just gotten off with minor injuries. But for the motorcycle lady, she would’ve been either dead or seriously injured. However, Ye was loyal and took all the damage for her.”

He said this, yet there was no hint of complaint in his tone. For them, a group who had encountered plenty of dangers, this was nothing.

Moreover, Ye had done everything possible to protect him.

Having finished, Mo Si sighed and added, “If Ye’s racing skills were on par with that taxi master, I reckon we wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

“Xiaosi!” Ye Jinwen ground his teeth, “Are you praising me or dissing me?”

“Ye, I’m motivating you! I’ve sent you the video, you should learn from it too…”

Ye Jinwen rolled his eyes.

Lu Mian hadn’t joined their conversation but could imagine how dangerous it must have been for Ye Jinwen and Ya Ling.

This time, she really ought to thank Ye Jinwen and Mo Si properly.

Of course, with Gu Jingyi’s death, this pursuit had also come to an end. Who knows when they would encounter that group again.

She was well aware that if those kidnappers were so easy to catch, she wouldn’t have to go to such lengths.

After all, they still hadn’t found their hideout.

“Brother Ye, Mr. Mo Si, you’ve worked hard this time.” Lu Mian sincerely expressed her gratitude.

Ye Jinwen and Mo Si, both a bit embarrassed, scratched their heads.

Ye Jinwen waved his hand magnanimously, “Little Mianmian, as long as I can have another taste of your steamed fish, these injuries were worth it.”

Mo Si also chuckled, “Being able to do something for Wucheng’s Guardian God is my honor.”

“Ahem.” Someone from Xiao felt rather left out and not particularly happy.

A deep cough seemed to be a reminder of something.

Ye Jinwen’s heart skipped a beat, and he caved in from fear, quickly changing his tune, “Ah, Little Mianmian, we’re all family here, no need for such polite words!”

Lu Mian: “…”

Mo Nie, who had just returned from F Continent, was still out of the loop.

A side note: What on earth is Wucheng’s Guardian God?

But looking at his towering and majestic master beside him, his heart was filled with emotion.

He had only just returned to Wucheng today and hadn’t even properly talked to Mo Ye before starting to handle the matters of Ye Jinwen and Mo Si. Now that he finally had a moment, he took the opportunity to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

“My lord, your servant also wishes to thank you for saving my life,” he said.

Xiao Qimo lifted an eyelid, not very interested in engaging with him.

Mo Nie continued to lament, “If you hadn’t rescued me from those two mercenaries, what would have returned might have been my corpse. My lord, I was wrong, I’ll never do anything sneaky again!”

“Nie…” Mo Si lifted a small hand from the side, signaling, “You’re thanking the wrong person.”

Mo Nie was perplexed: “?”

“I told you already, it wasn’t Mo Ye who saved you!” Mo Si pouted, “It was Miss Lu!”

“Lu… Miss Lu?”

Lu Mian watched as Mo Nie’s utterly ordinary, iron-block-like face stiffened, then crumbled, and she simply waved her hand nonchalantly, “Don’t mention it.”

Her attitude toward Mo Nie and Mo Si was like night and day.

Mo Nie: “!!!”

I won’t listen! I don’t believe it! This can’t be happening!