If it's her seeking revenge, now is a perfect opportunity; how can she remain so calm? If it's not, then Lin Mu can be sure that this Sharapova is no simple character!
"Haha, Miss Sarah, do you know soone nad Bova?" Lin Mu asked jovially.
"Sorry, Mr. Lin, I don't know!" Sharapova chuckled.
"Oh? You don't know? But why is your na so similar to Miss Bova's?" Lin Mu continued to ask with a smile.
"So what if they are similar? There are many people in this world with the sa na, don't you think?" Sharapova smiled at Lin Mu.
Looking at Sharapova's radiant smile, Lin Mu had to admit, she seed even more enchanting upon close observation. Sitting next to her, Lin Mu could easily sll an alluring vanilla scent from her!
Lin Mu grinned, "Wow, Miss Sarah made a good point. Of course, there are indeed many people with the sa na!"
"Haha, what is Mr. Lin's relationship with Miss Bova?" Sharapova asked with a smile.
"Ah, to be frank with you!" Lin Mu sighed and shook his head, "Bova is my fiancée, but for so reason, she's been missing since the day before yesterday. After so investigation, I got the news that Bova is here."
Sharapova frowned slightly but quickly masked it, "I see, I'm really sorry, I'm not the person you're looking for, and I don't know Miss Bova either!"
"You don't know her, it's okay, but I think you look quite like my fiancée, so why not just beco my wife!" Lin Mu said with a laugh, unabashedly reaching out to embrace Sharapova.
An unexpected look flashed in Sharapova's eyes; she was unable to evade and was pulled into Lin Mu's embrace. Lin Mu's bold behavior was beyond Sharapova's expectations; to her, Lin Mu was the first man to dare to act so audaciously in front of her!
Though Sharapova was captivating and many n had harbored unworthy intentions towards her, they only dared to fantasize secretly and never dared to behave as boldly as Lin Mu!
Sharapova was puzzled, with her skills, how could she be easily embraced by Lin Mu?
Holding Sharapova, Lin Mu showed a mysterious smile, "Haha, I fancy you. How about becoming my wife?"
"What do you want?" Sharapova asked with a strong deanor, looking at Lin Mu, but she did not try to break free from his embrace.
"Hey, you're pretty, how about being my wife?" Lin Mu grinned.
"Presumptuous!" Sharapova flicked her wrist, and suddenly a dagger appeared in her hand, thrusting towards Lin Mu, but strangely, there was no killing intent. It was simply ant to make Lin Mu dodge and allow herself to break free!
Lin Mu dodged aside swiftly, and Sharapova put away the dagger, not intending to fight Lin Mu.
"If you don't watch your words and actions, I'll call the police!" Sharapova glared at Lin Mu.
Looking at Sharapova's heaving chest, Lin Mu was quite surprised; his provocation didn't have the expected effect.
"Miss Sarah, are you okay?" The two bodyguards outside heard the noise and called out, knowing no one could enter her room without Sharapova's command.
"I'm fine!" Sharapova looked at Lin Mu and told the bodyguards.
"Oh dear, I'm really sorry for the previous offense, I hope you won't mind." Lin Mu smiled slightly at Sharapova.
"Please leave imdiately!" Sharapova replied insensitively.
"No problem, I'll leave right away, sorry for the trouble, please forgive !" Lin Mu grinned and waved his hand, then walked out of the room.
After leaving the room, Lin Mu smiled upon seeing the two standing at the entrance and then went downstairs. The reason Lin Mu embraced Sharapova was to test her, but Sharapova was so calm, there was nothing suspicious; though Lin Mu had his suspicions, he couldn't prove anything.
Leaving the hotel, Lin Mu planned to go ho to discuss, but the phone rang. It was the beautiful teacher, An Qi'Er!
"Hello, An Qi'Er, what's up?" Lin Mu answered the call, evidently in a good mood, as the pretty teacher took the initiative to call him.
Lin Mu hadn't seen An Qi'Er for a long ti, and he really missed her.
"Brother Lin, what are you doing?" An Qi'Er seed to be in a good mood too, asked cheerfully over the phone.
"Oh, I'm out handling so things. Do you miss ? If you do, I can co to find you right away!" Lin Mu replied with a laugh.
"Brother Lin, if you have ti, I'd like to invite you to attend our college reunion!" An Qi'Er said on the phone.
"Uh... college reunion?" Lin Mu was sowhat puzzled.
"Yes, we've graduated from college for several years now, so my classmates want to get together. Several female classmates are bringing their boyfriends, so I want to..." An Qi'Er spoke with a hint of embarrassnt.
Of course, what An Qi'Er said wasn't the main reason. Chatting and having als with classmates wouldn't lead to ridicule in the absence of a boyfriend. The reason An Qi'Er wanted Lin Mu to join was because a pursuer from her college would also attend.
A few days ago, while discussing the reunion, a group of college classmates was chatting on QQ. For so reason, that male classmate who hadn't contacted her for a long ti added her on QQ again, and during the chat, the pursuer expressed his continued hopes for love with An Qi'Er.
However, An Qi'Er had no feelings for the male classmate. She had almost forgotten about this. Besides, she now had feelings for Lin Mu. To avoid embarrassnt, An Qi'Er intended to invite Lin Mu so that during the reunion, the male classmate wouldn't bother her!
After hearing An Qi'Er's explanation, Lin Mu understood, "Haha, you want to be your shield again? I don't mind, I'm always willing to be your scapegoat!"
"Uh... can you not say that? Co and pick up at the school gate!" An Qi'Er replied helplessly over the phone. But for so reason, hearing Lin Mu say this made her inexplicably excited.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Mu drove excitedly to An Qi'Er's school. At the gate, he saw from afar a stylish beauty wearing a white shirt and tight jeans. It was none other than An Qi'Er. Despite her simple outfit, her innate beauty was unmistakable.
"Hey, An Qi'Er~ uh~ wife..." Lin Mu parked the car next to An Qi'Er and greeted her with a mischievous smile.
An Qi'Er pouted shyly, "Don't call that, it's awful!"
"But you're my wife now?" Lin Mu said with a helpless expression.
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