novelzi Chapter 136: Experience the Joy of Being a Villain with You
Chapter 136: Experience the Joy of Being a Villain with You
Chapter 136
They unconsciously sat up straight in front of their computers.
Compared to their company's scale, it was not even in the same league. The playing fields were completely different!
"How did such an impressive kid end up in their class?"
"This little Li Xiaoya, didn't she enroll before? We never heard her father was so powerful."
"Is it the Li Xiaoya from 'Exchange Lives'?"
"What? What?"
The parents were also completely bewildered.
"Could we have searched for the wrong information?" This was from the skeptics.
"Indeed, we haven't seen any news about the company's executives entering the country." This was from the rational ones.
"Is it possible that for a company like this, the movements of those in power are kept completely secret?" This was from the slightly cleverer ones.
Parents who were on good terms with each other discussed privately, and most of them had the same idea.
It was similar to what their children had come up with—
Why not visit under the pretext of picking up the children? Wouldn't everything become clear then?
They specifically called their children back.
"About what time will you be done playing?"
But the children weren't very cooperative, their mouths full of: "Don't know."
The parents had to change their strategy and say: "Can you let your classmate's father answer the phone?"
"They all want him to answer the phone, now he's letting Li Xiaoya choose..."
"Choose what?"
"Choose whose call to answer."
What an attitude!
The parents on this end clicked their tongues.
"So who has been chosen now?"
"An Ying was chosen."
The parents on this end exchanged a glance, hung up the phone, thinking they could ask President An later for clarity.
Meanwhile, in the villa.
An Ying handed her own phone to Ke Muning, and as she held it out, she still felt a bit dazed.
Her father rarely called back on his own initiative.
Her father wasn't even as good as Li Xiaoya's stepfather.
Ke Muning pointed at An Ying and asked Li Xiaoya: "Are you sure you want to answer hers?"
Li Xiaoya nodded.
She only knew Zhou Xiaoshu and An Ying.
Zhou Xiaoshu's father, President Zhou, was too close to her uncles, so he wasn't suitable to know about Ke Muning. There wouldn't be any trouble with An Ying.
Ke Muning smiled and answered the phone, his expression instantly changing to something closer to when Li Xiaoya first met him - seemingly relaxed, but actually dangerous.
"Hello."
"Hello, I'm An Ying's classmate's father. How should I address you?" On the other end, President An smoothly switched to English.
"Just call me Moore."
"Do you work at Rock Company? I have some understanding of Rock Company, but it seems there's no one like you there."
"What do you think?" Ke Muning threw the question back at him, not waiting for President An to continue speaking, he very rudely said: "They might stay here overnight tonight, no need to call again."
Then he just hung up the phone like that.
Actually, in the entire third-grade class one, An Ying's father was considered the richest among them.
An Ying wasn't very noticeable, only because she wasn't favored by her father.
The children spent a happy night in the villa.
Ke Muning didn't care about them at all, as long as they didn't die, it was fine. This level of freedom was too joyful for them.
Even until the next morning, the little radishes still felt a bit reluctant to leave.
"Although it's not as beautiful as my home's villa, it's still very comfortable to live in," they commented with sighs.
Just then, parents personally came to pick them up for school.
"Is that my dad's car?" someone's eyes instantly widened.
"And my dad's car too!"
"Mine has come as well!"
What kind of magic did Li Xiaoya's house have?
Their dads, who were always too busy to personally drive to pick them up, suddenly all came!
"Dad!" They couldn't help but rush over.
Only An Ying and Zhou Xiaoshu didn't move.
Zhou Xiaoshu's dad completely trusted Li Xiaoya so he didn't come, while An Ying's dad didn't come either.
An Ying's gaze swept over them, and she slowly lowered her head.
Those dads, however, pushed away their own children and looked up towards the door.
"Mr. Moore?" They saw that tall foreign man, dressed in a suit, holding a cigar between his fingers, with cold features and a relaxed posture.
"You must be Mr. Moore." They greeted him even more enthusiastically than they did their children.
"Thank you for entertaining our children, we hope they didn't cause any trouble? We've brought you a small gift."
Ke Muning took a puff of his cigar, then extremely arrogantly blew smoke rings at them.
He said: "What trash? Take it back."
The other party was stunned.
Ke Muning then asked: "Whose father are you?"
"Guo Qinghao."
Ke Muning reached out and took a booklet, flipping through it.
This action made the other person's eyelid twitch, giving them a feeling of being on the Grim Reaper's list.
Ke Muning stopped at a certain page and said, "You have a screen from the Kangxi period at home?"
"Y-yes... Do you like it? Should I... perhaps sell it to you another day?"
"Sell?" Ke Muning raised his hand and patted the person's neck. "Go home."
Ke Muning tossed the booklet and said, "Your family has quite a lot of good stuff."
Then he turned and walked inside.
At this moment, Li Xiaoya came down the stairs in her fluffy slippers, her footsteps getting closer and closer.
Ke Muning immediately threw away his cigar and stubbed it out.
The parents outside couldn't help but stare at Li Xiaoya in astonishment for a few extra moments before taking their children home.
The next day, they came back to school.
One was crying, saying, "My racing car is gone."
Another was sobbing, "The Qi Baishi painting in our house is also gone..."
"The Qianlong era vase in our home is missing too!"
Li Xiaoya's phone vibrated. She looked down to see a photo sent by Ke Muning.
[Does it look good? [Image]]
The racing car, painting, vase, screen... they had all ended up at Ke Muning's house.
Her phone vibrated again.
[You can invite them over once more. That's how you can truly enjoy the feeling of being the bad guy.]