Chapter 1216 - Beautiful Music (13)

Chapter 1216: Beautiful Music (13)
But I managed to save you. That means that mutants are not invincible.

Zhuang Mengmeng:
…

Ming Shu patted her shoulder.
Have a good rest. If there’s anything, we can eat… talk tomorrow.

Zhuang Mengmeng:
…


I heard that.


Lock your door. I’m not sure what those people will do.
Ming Shu sent Zhuang Mengmeng to her room.
I will protect you.

Zhuang Mengmeng felt touched.
But…

Don’t run away. I’ll be sad if you run away. There will be no one making food for me.

She suspected her intentions in saving her.
Zhuang Mengmeng lay on her bed. Everything felt like a dream.
Ever since one month ago…
She didn’t trust strangers anymore.
She was afraid of paying the price for trusting someone.
She placed her hand on her abdomen and looked at the ceiling…
However, she still believed that there were more good people in the world.
She sighed.

Good morning.

…

Dong—

Dong—

Ming Shu stared at the ceiling. She looked as though she wanted to burn a hole through the ceiling. What was her childhood friend doing!
She ate some snacks to calm herself down.
She took out a cellphone and played the game with Jiang Le after he persuaded her for a long time. For some reason, he started talking about Lu Zhan.

I called Brother Zhan just now but he didn’t pick up. He always disappears during the weekend. Do you think that he’s saving the world?


Haha, that is imaginative.
Tang Zhe laughed. He knocked into something and there was a commotion on his end.

Brother Zhan is not a normal person!
Cheng Xiang exclaimed.
We can’t be compared to him.


He said that he will treat us to dinner tomorrow. I hope that he doesn’t stand us up. If not Miss Sang Yin will put me on her blacklist and I’ll never be able to play this game with her anymore. I will not be able to reach the peak of my life. I can’t let that happen!


No problem. You can pay with your own money,
Ming Shu said,
I don’t mind.


I’m poor!
Jiang Le complained.
I only have my pants left. I’m selling myself. Do you all want me?

Tang Zhe:
No. Next one please.

Cheng Xiang:
No. Next one please.

Ming Shu:
No. Next one please.

Jiang Le:
You all…

Cheng Xiang:
Sang Yin, what’s happening at your place? Is someone renovating his house in the middle of the night?

Ming Shu:
…

She wanted to beat her childhood friend up.
It was almost midnight. Everyone exited the game. Ming Shu threw her slightly warm cellphone to the side.
The sound from the room above didn’t stop. There was a rhythm to it.
Ming Shu got up and walked out. She prepared to teach her childhood friend a lesson.
The moment she reached the stairs, a bodyguard stopped her.

Miss Sang, you can’t go up.

Ming Shu suppressed the desire to hit him. She smiled.
Can you ask your Young Master to be quieter? This is my house. Is he trying to tear the house down in the middle of the night?


We’re sorry for the inconvenience we have caused.
The bodyguard bowed at her.
I’ll talk to Young Master.

Ming Shu:
…


I can’t refute if you don’t scold me.

Ming Shu walked down the stairs. She got herself a carton of milk and some snacks. After finishing them, she went back to her room.

Dong—

Dong—

The sound was still there.
She pushed open her window and climbed up.
The window above her was locked. Ming Shu grabbed the edge of the walls and went to the balcony.
She jumped down. The balcony was locked too.
Ming Shu knocked on the glass.
The room was dark. Just as Ming Shu was getting sleepy, a white figure appeared.
Ming Shu took a step back.

What the hell is this!

What did her grandfather invite into their home?
But…
Ming Shu frowned slightly. She raised her hand and knocked on the glass again.
The white figure was still for a moment before walking over and opening the glass panel.
Ming Shu pushed the glass door. A cold wind blew into the room. The curtain flowed in the wind and kept the two people apart.
The young man had a ball in his hand. He threw the ball out. The ball bounced on the ground and knocked against the switch.
Pa!
The room lit up.
The young man was wearing pure white pajamas. There was no pattern on the pajamas.
His face was white. It was abnormal. You could almost see the veins under his skin.
His eyes were bright.
The young man looked beautiful and sick at the same time.
He walked toward Ming Shu. He was taller than Ming Shu so he looked down on her.

You betrayed me last time.


So?

The young man continued looking at her intently. He turned back.
Nothing.


What?

He is not taking revenge?

Ming Shu looked at his bare feet and frowned.
The young man slowly said,
I can’t do anything to you. You’re the owner of the house.

He picked up the ball and stared at it.
Ming Shu entered the room. She closed the door. The wind disappeared and the noises outside couldn’t be heard anymore.
The room was quiet.

Since you know that I’m the owner, why are you disturbing me?

The young man threw the ball on the ground. It bounced up. He caught it. He threw it down again and kept repeating the action.

I disturbed you?
The young man looked at her.
I’ll not apologize.

Ming Shu:
…
 
Impressive!

The young man kept playing with his ball. He didn’t look uncomfortable at the presence of a stranger in his room.
Ming Shu was like an ornament to him.
Ming Shu watched him for a while. He maintained his posture and didn’t move at all. The ball would land in his hand accurately after it bounced each time.
The young man threw the ball again and the room turned dark. The ball bounced back from the switch and landed in the young man’s hand.

Are you a mutant?


Young Master, are you still awake?

Ming Shu and the bodyguard’s voice sounded at the same time.

I’m asleep,
the young man replied.
He didn’t even bother to cover for himself. It was an obvious lie.
The bodyguard was used to it. He said respectfully,
Young Master, if you need anything, call me.


Okay, I will.

The young man answered quickly.
He continued bouncing the ball.
The bodyguard outside heard the sound.
After a few seconds, footsteps sounded outside the door.

You have not answered my question.

The young man suddenly raised his hand and threw the ball at Ming Shu. Time seemed to have slowed down.
Ming Shu could see the path of the ball.
The young man maintained his position when he was throwing the ball. He looked emotionlessly at Ming Shu.