Ma'am You Have Been Uncovered Chapter 374

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Outside, Lin Siran was still standing behind Qiao Sheng, her hands on the door, about to knock for the third time.

She didn't expect the people inside to be so enthusiastic.

“Hello.” Wearing a black peaked cap behind her, Qiao Sheng's hands were in his pockets, and he greeted Xing Kai with a very sunny smile.

Xing Kai opened the door and bowed. “Hello, Great God.”

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“Don't call me that.” Avoiding him, Qiao Sheng smirked. “I'm not some Great God.”

“You have Two-stars in the Supreme-level, how could you not be a Great God?” Nan Huiyao sat down.

Xing Kai nodded frantically beside her.

Everyone in the group was big bosses on at least the Guru-level, and almost all of them had a God card each. To Xing Kai and Nan Huiyao, who were two levels short, they were certainly big bosses.

The God level kind.

Qiao Sheng just raised an eyebrow and glanced at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran knocked on the door expressionlessly, her eyebrows raised frivolously. “Serve the hot pot.”

Xing Kai immediately pressed the service bell and asked the waiter to serve the bottom of the pot and the ingredients.

They were very familiar on the Internet but were a little awkward in the beginning after meeting for the first time. Fortunately, the awkwardness disappeared after the hot pot was served.

“Is everyone in Class 3.1 Great Gods?” Opening a can of beer, Xing Kai toasted with Qiao Sheng. “Except for the few who don't play games, how come everyone else has God cards?”

Xing Kai and the others knew that the dozen people in the group were all from the same class.

Speaking of this, Xing Kai glanced at Lin Siran and gave her a thumbs up. “You even have three cards!”

Lowering her head to eat, Lin Siran knew after playing with Nan Huiyao on the Internet for so long that Qin Ran hadn't told her about the God cards, so she just faintly said, “A friend gave it to me.”

“Why don't I have such a friend?” Nan Huiyao took a sip of water and then turned to Qin Ran. “Ran Ran, don't you play games? Don't be a beautiful nerd, let's play games together. Let Qiao Sheng and the others bring you along. I'm just a rookie, but they managed to promote me to the Guru-level. But no one dares to bring me to the Supreme-level…”

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Everyone in the group had their username written as game level + name.

Nan Huiyao had also found Qin Ran, but her username was just her name, without the game level.

Because she and Xing Kai had been brought in by Qin Ran, several technical Gods in the group had brought them to the Guru-level using their five God cards. But as for the Supreme-level… they were afraid of losing points and didn't dare to lead them along.

The difficulty of the advancement in the game wasn't simple, and even if they had God cards, they didn't have the skills to bring them up to the Supreme-level.

Speaking of this, Nan Huiyao glanced at Qiao Sheng and Lin Siran with dim eyes. “When will the big boss you mentioned have time to bring me to the Supreme-level?”

Qin Ran lowered her head and ate without speaking.

She didn't want to experience the fear of being dominated by her class to play games during the summer vacation, or she wouldn't have dragged Nan Huiyao into the group.

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Qiao Sheng leaned back in his chair and laughed. “You might have to wait for the end of the term.”

“Okay.” Nan Huiyao nodded regretfully. “I haven't even seen the big boss you mentioned.”

How big was this big boss whom the God-level class recognized?

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After finishing their meal, Nan Huiyao and Xing Kai took Lin Siran and the others to the Physics Department.

Seeing how well they were playing, Qin Ran didn't go with them and went back to read instead.

She sent a message to Cheng Juan, then put on her windbreaker. Instead of buttoning it up, she just casually pulled the scarf to cover her chin and lazily put her earphones in. She stuck her hands in her pocket and waited for his car at the side of the road.

Her fingertips were playing with the black headphone cable, shining like jade.

Screech—

A black car stopped in front of her.

She looked up.

It wasn't Cheng Juan's car.

When the car window was lowered, the first thing she saw was the slender fingers hanging on the steering wheel. The guy titled his head and smiled, his picturesque eyebrows resembling the lake water wrinkled by the spring breeze, rippling, and making everything around him lose color.

Qin Ran retracted her gaze and politely nodded to him. “Brother Yang.”

“Do you have time?” He put his fingers on the steering wheel, smiling widely.

Pausing, she glanced past the car and glanced at the cafe diagonally opposite. “Let's go opposite.”

Yang Shuyan glanced at the opposite side of the crowd, and a trace of surprise crossed his heart, but he nodded. “Okay.”

He parked the car.

Qin Ran had already chosen a seat when he entered the cafe. Seeing that she had chosen the noisy silhouette of the glass window near the street, Yang Shuyan paused, lowered his eyes, and walked over.

Today was a holiday, so several people were in the coffee shop, and most of them were students in the university town.

Qin Ran pulled her scarf to cover her chin.

Yang Shuyan ordered a cup of coffee and another cup of milk tea for her. It was served soon after, and he stirred the coffee with a spoon, glancing at Qin Ran with a pair of clear eyes and a smile. “Sure enough, just as Uncle Lu said. Ran Ran, you've changed a lot.”

While holding a cup of milk tea in both hands, she glanced at the side of the road through the glass window but didn't see a familiar car.

She looked away and raised an eyebrow frivolously again. “Something happened to the consortium?”

As always, she was straight to the point.

“No, I just saw that your WeChat introduction had changed.” Yang Shuyan glanced at her, her reflection shining in his clear eyes. “It's good that you've put it down.”

Qin Ran was taken aback, surprised that he had paid attention to this. Pulling off the scarf and hanging it casually around her neck, she took a sip of milk tea. “Thanks.”

“No need to be polite with me.” He shook his head, leaned back in his chair, and stared at her. His light eyes were printed with light and shadow. “You should know that I've always let you in the Yunguang Consortium and not let you be involved in Continent M.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Ran's eyelashes drooped, and she narrowed her beautiful eyes.

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She casually nodded, supporting her chin with her hand.

“We're too complicated in Continent M.” Yang Shuyan paused. His face suddenly turned pale at the thought of something. “Some people have died in the slums unknowingly. We searched the whole of Continent M and still couldn't find some bodies.”

Emotionless, she crossed her legs and smiled at him. “That's really pitiful.”

“Indeed…” Yang Shuyan's eyelashes trembled, and he looked up again, regaining his previous gentle and moist eyes. “So, do you think you can handle it?”

Qin Ran looked up. “What?”

“The person outside the window isn't so simple in Continent M, either,” said Yang Shuyan casually as he stirred the coffee with his small spoon. He glanced at the window next to her. “Can you handle it?”

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Qin Ran turned sideways, looked behind, and saw Cheng Juan standing on the opposite side. His eyes were clear and cold.

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Qin Ran, who had always been calm, held the milk teacup tightly at this moment, her clear brows furrowing slightly.

“He's in line with your aesthetic.” Yang Shuyan knew the answer just by looking at her and chuckled softly.

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Qin Ran paused and glanced at him.

“Go out, don't let him wait too long.” He reached out to close the milk tea lid, looking at her with soft eyes.

Taking the milk tea, she got up to say goodbye to him and then left the coffee shop.

Just a minute after she left, another person sat on the opposite chair.

Lu Zhixin took off his headset, put his phone on the table, and glanced at him. “Mr. Yang, why bother?”

Having known each other for so many years, Lu Zhixin always knew how well Yang Shuyan took care of Qin Ran.

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Yang Shuyan looked away, his cold jade-like fingertips circling the coffee spoon. Hearing this, his gaze relaxed, and he looked rather frustrated. “… I can't kill another person.”

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“Huh?” Lu Zhixin didn't understand.

Adding sugar to his coffee, Yang Shuyan took a sip, but it was still bitter. He put down the cup and said, “Let's go.”

He didn't explain himself.

Outside the cafe.

Cheng Juan was still standing there when Qin Ran walked out.

The pedestrians walking back and forth were full of silhouettes. His delicate eyebrows were lazy, and he stared at her through the crowd. His figure was slender, and he stood out from the crowd as always.

Qin Ran approached him, raised her head, and subconsciously said, “He…”

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“I know.” Lowering his head, Cheng Juan's fine eyelashes drooped, covering his dark pupils. He wrapped her in the scarf again “The car's at the intersection.”

His tone was as casual as always.

Qin Ran followed him, glancing sideways at him. They walked to the side of the car, and she watched as he opened the co-pilot door while taking a sip of milk tea.

Cheng Juan waited for her to get into the car before walking to the driver's seat.

Qin Ran held the milk tea in her right hand and fastened the seat belt casually with her left. She felt him open the door on the driver's seat, and then close it with a “bang.” Before she could fasten her seat belt, her hand was caught by him and held down.

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She looked up subconsciously.

The car was only so big. He leaned over, making it even more cramped. Pressing her left hand with one hand, he held her closer with the other. Their breaths intertwined, and he smiled. “Sister Ran, have you considered it today?”

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His fingertips around her waist tightened, and instead of waiting for her answer, he muttered, “You must have.”

Chapter end