119 Almighty Qin’s Face Slapping (1/2)

They played another round of tennis later.

This time, Xue Yaoyao automatically pretended to be a wallflower.

Qin Mo and Fu Jiu's match had great entertainment value.

But it was hugely torturous for Fu Ximing, who was waiting to casually meet Qin Mo.

He was still the young master of Fu family, and there were so many people passing through the gate. Standing there like a receptionist was really a huge loss of face for him.

It had already been fifteen minutes since he sent someone to invite Young Master Qin for a game.

Normally, this kind of invitation wouldn't be rejected, but the reply from the other side was that Young Master Qin was busy. He wasn't even allowed into the break room.

Fifteen minutes. He had been standing there for a full fifteen minutes.

But the thing was, Young Master Qin didn't say a clear, ”No” either.

If he waited longer, how should he behave when the business partners of Fu family come out? If he had known this would happen earlier, he wouldn't have bragged.

Fu Ximing's grip tightened on his racket, and he smiled at the bodyguard in black. ”Can you ask for me again? When will Young Master Qin come out?”

The bodyguard in black was rather polite, so he went to ask once Fu Ximing asked him to.

But this time, the answer that Qin Mo gave still only contained three cold words: ”Let him wait.”

Fu Jiu saw that this bodyguard in black had come in four times already in such a short period of time. She adjusted the black bracer on her wrist as she turned her head. ”What is it?”

”Nothing.” Qin Mo saw the young man kept on sweating. He reached out and angled ”his” face so Fu Jiu was looking in his direction. He said in a low voice, ”That Fu Ximing is the one who bullied you last time?”

Fu Jiu raised her eyebrow. Last time? Bullied her?

That illegitimate son wasn't capable of bullying her yet... But since this god asked, of course she would nod. ”Mm, yup.”

”That's right.” Qin Mo flipped his racket and said something incomprehensible.