Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1024: The Story of Ling and Heng (287)

Li Nanheng didn't move but just folded his straight and slender legs, leaning on the back of the chair casually, and looked at her deadpan. "How long have you been in this martial arts club?"

Feng Ling held the glass and slowly drank the water, asking coldly, "Haven't you already investigated it? Is there anything you don't know? Do you need to ask me?"

"I really don't know the time you worked here," the man said frankly.

"A year and a half," Feng Ling said, taking another sip of water.

"A year and a half? Then you must have gained a certain influence in this small martial arts club. Can you decide on trivial matters such as recruiting an intern coach or an assistant?"

Feng Ling paused and looked at the man who was sitting there casually cross-legged. "What do you mean?"

"A-Feng is in charge of XI Base now. I am unemployed now," Li Nanheng said, raising his eyebrows. "May I stay here serving as your assistant? Coach Ling, please accept me."

Feng Ling: "…"

No matter how high Feng Ling's defense wall was, she was caught off guard by these words.

What was he talking about?

She didn't understand what he meant! She held the water glass and didn't speak, just staring at him in shock.

At a glance, Li Nanheng could tell that her inexperienced little head could not figure out what he meant. He leaned towards her desk, with one hand resting on her desk, and raised his eyebrows at her. "Aren't you teaching melee combat skills here? You learned these from me, right? I think I can be a qualified assistant coach here, huh?"

After staring at him for a long time, Feng Ling put down the glass on the desk with a cold face, making a thud.

"This is not your playground, Mr. Li. Please respect my work."

"I'm asking you to take me in. Why did you say that?"

Feng Ling frowned. "You are the boss of XI Base. Why do you have to serve as a coach here?"

Li Nanheng smiled. "You are an excellent sniper from XI Base and the champion of the women's national close combat championship. Why do you have to serve as a coach here?"

"I have no other place to go. I need a job that suits me. Do you think everyone is like you who still have the Li family, Dr. Qin, and Mr. Mo behind you even if you lose XI Base?"

Li Nanheng secretly smiled. Although this little girl seemed innocent and naïve, she actually knew everything.

She even knew that he was on very good terms with Mo Jingshen and Qin Siting, but she probably didn't know they were actually engaged in underground arms trade together.

Li Nanheng went on. "I have no other place to go either. The seniors of the Li family are irritated by me, drove me out of the base, and threatened to sever relations with me. I am also a poor person who has nowhere to go. Coach Ling, can you take me in?"

Feng Ling couldn't believe what she heard. "Wasn't XI Base handed over to you a long time ago? How could the seniors of the Li family have the ability to drive you out of the base?"

Li Nanheng didn't explain but just looked at her. "Cut the crap. We've known each other for so long. Just tell me, will you take me in or not?"

Feng Ling wasn't moved at all. "No."

"You are so busy every day. Don't you need an assistant or something?"

"Yes, I do." Feng Ling looked at him calmly. "But not you."

"Why? Am I not good enough?"

"Yes!"

"What's not good about me? For example?"

Feng Ling's patience had reached its limit. Why didn't she find that this man was so unreasonable? Why did he challenge her bottom line even though he knew it was impossible for her to accept him?

"Everything about you. For example, all the staff of our club is unmarried, but you are already married. Our boss said that married people are not suitable for this strenuous job because they can't fully devote themselves to this job."

"Well, then I should be qualified because I haven't married anyone." Li Nanheng looked straight at her.

Feng Ling paused and her eyes suddenly turned cold. "Li Nanheng, you're shameless! How can you lie to me so blatantly?! Even if you don't like Feng Mingzhu, she is already your wife! How can you pretend she doesn't exist?"

"Let me say it for the last time. I didn't marry Feng Mingzhu, nor did I marry anyone. I did not marry anyone, understood?" Li Nanheng's hand was still on her desk and he looked straight at her. "Even if I die here, there will be no such thing as 'my wife' to show up! Of course, if you are willing to be my wife, I would be happy."

Feng Ling said coldly, "You didn't marry anyone? Are you trying to say that what all the media in Los Angeles reported about your marriage two years ago is fake news?"

Li Nanheng: "Give me one more year. When the time is up, you will know what you should know."

"I don't want to know." Feng Ling interrupted him. "I am not a three-year-old kid, so I am not that gullible."

"I love you, so I treat you like a three-year-old kid." Li Nanheng was surprisingly patient. "If I don't love you, you won't even be seeing me! Can't you feel my love for you? Or do you just pretend you don't?"

Feng Ling said coldly, "Whether you are married or not, it has nothing to do with me. Li Nanheng, in my world, if something is over, it is over. I won't look back no matter if there is any misunderstanding or secret. Now I'm sitting here and talking to you instead of driving you out because I am very calm, so please leave calmly, okay?"