Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1028: The Story of Ling and Heng (291)

Hearing he coming out, Feng Ling raised his eyes and looked at him.

The man's eyes were so calm as if he was really just doing his job without any extra thoughts at all.

She frowned. "What do you want? I said that this place is not suitable for you, and I am not going to take you in, so you just bribed my boss, right? Li Nanheng, you don't lack money. What you lack is time. Do you have to waste your time on me?"

"Coach Ling," Li Nanheng said calmly. "It's class time. Are you sure you want to discuss these insignificant things with me now?"

Feng Ling was speechless. She paused and then stared at him fiercely. "Don't call me Coach Ling!"

"Then how should I address you?" Li Nanheng seemed to be smiling and his voice was low and hoarse yet tempting. "Or, should I call you Boss instead?"

Feng Ling: "…" She stared at him as if looking at a madman.

"How do you feel now? Do you have a headache?" Li Nanheng changed the subject in a timely manner while she was about to lose temper.

Ignoring his caring eyes, Feng Ling looked away without any expression, took a step back, sat on the bench behind him, and said coldly, "It's just a small cold. I won't die."

"Then sit here. Leave the students to me." The man said, turning around and about to go back.

"Wait." Feng Ling suddenly called him. "I won't let you stay here. You can help me with the class today if you want because you owe me, but I warn you, they are just my students. Don't vent on them!"

Li Nanheng didn't seem to hear her and just slowed down his pace a bit when she was speaking, but only after a moment, he walked in without looking back.

Sitting outside, Feng Ling rubbed her aching head.

The boss must be crazy. How could he let him stay here?!

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For the students, the class today was simply a torment.

But they could tell this new assistant coach was not simple, but nobody knew who he was. Although they thought he was too strict and harsh, he did teach well.

Coach Ling used to be the best coach in the club.

But this new assistant coach…

Now they knew that someone could be colder, harsher, and more terrifying than Coach Ling. He was also quicker, better, and more overwhelming than her.

Thus, although the students complained after class, they still secretly asked for Li Nanheng's phone number to establish a good relationship with the new coach, so as not to be targeted by him in class like Chen Beiqing.

Tsk, poor Chen Beiqing, he was really suffering hard tonight…

He was required to do the balance training for a whole half an hour, which was really a torture for him, but he could not refuse and had to do as he was required. When the class was finally over, he didn't have any strength left to think of Coach Ling but slumped to the ground and lay motionless.

Coach Li kicked him again, warning him that this prone posture would only deform his muscles and joints and demanding him to get up and leave immediately or stand up and stand next to the wall.

Chen Beiqing was too tired to throw a tantrum at him and didn't want to say a word.

This was the first time that Feng Ling wasn't invited to dinner by Chen Beiqing after class.

Although she refused every time, just like sending her a bouquet of flowers every day, it had become a habit of Chen Beiqing.

Today, the door of her office was pushed open by another man.

The person who came was not Chen Beiqing, but Li Nanheng, who had changed back to his black casual sportswear.

"Boss Feng, may I send you home?" Li Nanheng stood in front of the door and asked seriously.

As if he was really her assistant.

Feng Ling's mouth twitched because of the way he addressed her. She just wanted to ignore him, but she didn't know what he would do if she refused him.

"I don't need you to send me home. I will take a taxi." Feng Ling lowered her head to sort out the documents and discs on her desk and said, "Besides, please move out from next door."

This man, within a few days after finding her, almost invaded her entire living space.

She was really caught off guard.

She didn't know how to deal with it.

"Now that you know that I live next door to you, why do you bother to take a taxi?"

"I still have some work to deal with." Feng Ling didn't look at him.

Li Nanheng took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and said flatly, "OK, I will send you back when you are finished."

Then, he went out and lit the cigarette.

Feng Ling was sitting in the office. The man smoked a cigarette outside. Ten minutes later, when the man came back, Feng Ling was still sitting behind his desk.

He took a chair and sat down without speaking.

She didn't speak either.

As time passed, the others had already left, and only the two of them were left in the club.

Feng Ling looked up at the man and her gaze happened to meet his.

He had been looking at her.

At the moment when their gazes met, many images of the past suddenly popped up in Feng Ling's mind.

Who could imagine that the person in charge of XI Base would lower himself to come to live in such a cheap rental house and work in such a small martial arts club? And now he was sitting there quietly and obediently waiting for her to finish her work like a child who had done something wrong and was trying to make up.