Chapter 10

At this point, Su Mian suddenly got goosebumps.

She remembered the crows that sacrificed themselves and hit their heads and bled when she talked to the couple. Were they hinting that the souls were trying to break in, but were blocked on the edge of yin and yang, predicting an irreversible result.

So, is it possible that the real orphan refers to the "living dead" who have already died but are still walking corpses, and this person is among them.

But there is no weight column in the player's file, and the clues are broken here. 4399 urged her to leave quickly.

Su Mian put the materials back in place. Footsteps came from outside the door not far away, and they were getting closer and closer.

Su Mian squatted down in a hurry and hid under the desk. The door opened with a "click."

Three footsteps walked in. Su Mian hugged her knees, hearing the footsteps getting closer to her position, her heart beating wildly in her chest.

Suddenly, a shadow covered her. Su Mian's body stiffened, and she looked up slowly, bumping into a pair of smiling but not smiling eyes.

The DM leaned against one side of the chair, his clear-boned hand supporting his chin, his gaze shifted to the couple.

"Mrs. Guan, Mr. Guan, have you considered it?"

Mrs. Guan took out a file and placed it on the table, her soft, charming, and slender eyes revealing satisfaction.

"Just this one, Le Zhi. She is the only child reading in the library with great interest. She will definitely be a good child who can achieve great things in the future."

The DM smiled softly, teasing, "You two, you really have an obsession with intelligence."

Mrs. Guan covered her face and laughed, not explaining. The DM didn't accept it immediately. His knuckles tapped on his temples, and he spoke casually.

"What about Mi Guo? Don't you like that child?"

As soon as the words fell, a warm touch came from his ankle, the strength seemed to be a bit great, carrying a faint resentment.

But for him, it was like a kitten scratching an itch.

"Mi Guo..."

Mrs. Guan's face turned troubled, and she began to flip through the materials again, explaining while looking, "Mi Guo is quite smart, and she is also very beautiful. Her temperament is like a lady from a big family, not like an orphan."

"It's just that her body is a bit weak, and her blood and energy don't look very good."

The more she said, the more hesitant she became, and she actually began to pick up two files to compare.

Su Mian was laughed at, and there were faint cracks on her cold face.

Swear words surged in her brain.

The sultry and narrow environment forced fine sweat to grow on her back, and the air was lingering with the faint cold wine smell on the DM, like clear and strong brandy, making her head dizzy.

DM: "But Mi Guo... has some shortcomings."

"Is that so?" Mrs. Guan put down the file, looking very interested.

The DM didn't speak immediately, but put his hand down casually, but it happened to stretch out in front of Su Mian's chest.

He opened his palm and hooked at Su Mian, as if wanting Su Mian to give something to exchange for his right to refuse for her.

A moment of stagnation, a key fell into his palm.

The DM was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he looked at the file cabinet not far away.

Seeing this situation, Su Mian felt bad.

Guessed wrong.

He didn't seem to know she stole the key.

That hand put the key into his suit pocket and stretched down again, very fast. Su Mian wanted to dodge instinctively, but didn't dodge.

"Ugh!"

Fingertips picked up the soft flesh of her cheek, the force carrying unquestionable aggression, without any pity at all.

Su Mian let out a low cry.

"Her shortcoming is..."

"I like it very much."

Su Mian lost her balance and fell onto his calf, the cold wine smell hitting her nasal cavity, lost and looking a bit miserable.

But the DM's expression was calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"So, I'm sorry, you can't take Mi Guo away."

The couple looked at each other, the understanding in their eyes flashed, and they quickly restrained their expressions. They nodded, tacitly not asking more, and put Mi Guo's file down again.

"Then tomorrow at this time, we will come to pick up Le Zhi."

The DM raised his hand and smiled faintly, his posture lazy: "No need to send."

The couple closed the door. Su Mian crawled out from under the desk slowly, spitting out some turbid air. The long squatting posture made her eyes go black.

"Your courage is getting bigger and bigger, Mi Guo."

"It seems you didn't take my "not again" to heart."

The lazy atmosphere dissipated, followed by invisible scrutiny and pressure.

Su Mian had expected such a situation to happen, so she moved out the wording she had prepared in advance.

"Director, did I cause trouble again? Mi Guo was just a bit playful..."

She looked very fragile. She was clearly afraid of his questioning, and the DM even observed her trying to control her body's instinctive retreat, but her voice was certain, soft with toughness, soft with hardness.

If he continued to approach, would the girl who was already tense in front of him be unable to hold on?

The DM felt excitement imperceptibly, and he wanted to see such a scene.

Everything came from that night, when the juice flowed from the girl's mouth, and those eyes revealed helpless and flustered emotions.

"If I say, I will punish you? Just like your childhood sweetheart, Lin Xiaofan."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a flash of fluster flashed in the girl's eyes, and her breathing was chaotic.

Pretending to be calm, but what the DM didn't expect was that Su Mian didn't retreat, but leaned closer to him instead.

"I know you won't do this, Director."

She was already afraid to the extreme, she was trembling, like a little beast in a cage, but Su Mian spoke resolutely.

"Because you are gentle, kind, and you won't punish a child who is polite and doesn't say strange things."

The subtext of this sentence is, I didn't confront you, didn't violate the character setting.

And correspondingly, your character setting also doesn't allow you to punish a child who just caused trouble because of being playful.

As soon as the words fell, Su Mian felt that the smile under that mask was put away, carrying a faint murderous intent, which made her shiver, preparing to accept all sudden cruel attacks.

But no, nothing happened. The air was unusually quiet. Her chin was lifted lightly, and Su Mian was forced to look directly at the eerie mask.

The man whispered coldly in her ear.

"You'd better pray for the next game..."

"You won't meet me."

Things were out of control, which made him dissatisfied and irritable. Originally, it was just out of interest, making him observe this little human cat in boredom.

But everything developed in a direction he didn't expect. The DM didn't like this feeling.

But he didn't want to kill her either. If the taste of green apple was stained with blood, it would smell so bad that he would feel disgusted.

The DM raised his foot and walked out. Su Mian sat on the ground with weak legs, as if the neck that had been pinched was finally released. She gasped rapidly, accompanied by a few coughs.

Survived...

When Su Mian just returned to the dormitory, she bumped into Yu Maomao, who was holding a quilt and pillow and walking out.

Seeing Su Mian, she explained anxiously, looking like there is no silver three hundred taels here.

"Mi Guo... I changed beds with Xu Yiyi."