Chapter 291 - Chapter 291: Chapter 206: Hes Just a Web Novel Writer! (Please Subscribe) (1/2)
Chapter 291: Chapter 206: He’s Just a Web Novel Writer! (Please Subscribe)
In the room, the bright lights sharply contrasted with the pitch-black night outside.
Lin Chuan’s gaze was fixed on the column labeled ‘Huarun Foreign Trade Export Han River District LAN IP’ as his eyebrows knitted together and his heart skipped a beat.
The Little Landlady’s mother, Liu Meng, was the general manager of Huarun’s Han River District.
Could this IP be related to her?
As this question arose, Lin Chuan already had his answer.
Often, questions are asked with answers already in mind.
Now, verification was needed.
For Lin Chuan, verification was merely a flick of the wrist.
He started with the virtual IP to verify.
This wasn’t because he distrusted Angelina but because he still harbored a sliver of hope.
However, his hope was quickly dashed.
“Sigh!”
Lin Chuan sighed heavily, slumped into the chair, clutching his heart.
After pondering for a long time,
he got up, shut down the computer, and returned to his room.
At this time, the Little Landlady was still awake.
The inside of the room was brightly lit; the Little Landlady, hugging her knees, was deep in thought about something. Seeing Lin Chuan come in, her eyes lit up, “Chairman, are you done with your work?”
“Xinxin, why haven’t you slept yet?”
Lin Chuan asked in surprise.
“I wanted to wait and go to sleep with you.” Zhang Xinxin pursed her lips, her delicate and fair face blushing with a shy smile.
Lin Chuan felt like she had touched his heart, and he didn’t know what to say in the moment.
“What’s the matter, Chairman?”
The Little Landlady lifted her head, tilted it, and leaned closer to Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan chuckled dryly, gently rubbing the top of her head, “Nothing much, just finished my work, and my head feels a bit swollen.”
“Then let me massage it for you.”
The Little Landlady promptly stood up, guided Lin Chuan to sit on the edge of the bed, and then began gently massaging his head.
Her technique was clumsy, but Lin Chuan found it very soothing.
It wasn’t long before
Lin Chuan grabbed the Little Landlady’s hand and said softly, “It’s time to sleep.”
The Little Landlady pursed her lips and smiled, “Okay, Chairman.”
Lin Chuan gently embraced the Little Landlady.
She soon fell asleep, her steady and warm breath spreading across Lin Chuan’s neck as he lay awake all night.
The next day.
The sun rose as usual.
The breeze swept across the surface of the Han River, dispersing the dense morning fog, cool but carrying a seemingly pure moisture, blowing into the urban area.
In the grey and black areas of Southeast Asia and among the hacker circles, the battle between Morgan Group and Mr. Lin was the talk of the town.
The ‘International Forum – Underworld’ section was as always open.
And today, it was particularly lively.
[I heard a big battle took place here last night!]
[Is there a big brother willing to replay it for us!]