Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Towards noon, she gradually regained her strength and sat up in bed.

When she stayed with those gangsters, she was still little. Her body hadn't yet developed, so she didn't take her gender seriously.

She had very little contact with people this year, and she was used to wearing loose clothes, so she didn't pay much attention to her body.

But what happened last night made her a lot more alert. She got up, searched around the room and in the end found a piece of soft clothing she hadn't worn in a long time. Then she took out a dagger that she had hidden under the mattress for a long time and cut the clothes into a long strip about four or five centimeters wide. Then she took off her clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and wrapped the strip around her body as a breast cloth.

She didn't put her clothes back on until she was sure that her growing breasts were no longer clearly defined after being wrapped by the cloth.

Because of the breast wrapping cloth, the 'boy' in the mirror looked stronger than usual and 'his' figure didn't look that thin. She then glanced at the clear red mark extending from the back of her ear to the clavicle and an angry gleam flickered across her eyes.

The man in the sauna room last night only played defense after he found out she was a girl, but before that, his attack was really quick and harsh and he almost took her by the neck. If he really wanted to do something to her, she wouldn't have been able to escape last night.

Looking at the red mark left by that man, Feng Ling coldly lifted up the collar to hide the mark.

Meanwhile, there seemed to be many footsteps approaching outside.

Feng Ling paused and turned her eyes to the shut door.

Outside the door, Nanheng's casual glance swept over the small, shabby old building behind the orphanage.

Director Lin hurriedly explained, "This building was built more than 30 years ago when the orphanage was established. It has existed for 30 years, so it looks a little shabby. There were many children living here before, but now the children have moved into the new building. It's just for clutter now. It's dirty and messy, so hardly anyone comes here."

Nanheng's eyes fell on the doors of the old building, and he saw that the paths of bluestone outside the doors were covered with moss. It was true that no one had been inside for a long time, but there was no moss on the path nearest the main road, and it was evident that people were walking there every day

He only glanced at the door and stopped.

Director Lin was surprised. Did Boss Li find out about something?

She had never regretted so much that she had agreed to let the police send Feng Ling to the orphanage. Although if Feng Ling behaved himself and didn't cause trouble, even if Boss Li found his existence, it would be fine. But she had promised in the morning, all the children were present. If Boss Li thought she was deliberately hiding someone from him, she would be in serious trouble!

Suddenly, the people saw Li Nanheng walk toward that door. His dignified and handsome face was expressionless and gave people an uneasy sense of oppression.

Feng Ling was already standing in the door and faintly heard footsteps approaching, separated only by the door.

Nanheng stood at the door, bent over to look at the bare bluish path before it, and said coldly, "It's for clutter? How long has it been since anyone went in? Isn't this the kind of place most likely to produce all kinds of insect ants and unknown microbes? What if there's something you don't even know about that lives in there? Don't scare the kids." No one knew he was speaking to the one in the door or to the others behind him.

"No, Mr. Li, you're good at jokes. The cleaners will go in occasionally to clean and tidy up, although we don't often go in. After all, the dust inside is too much."

"I don't care about dust. If the orphanage is understaffed, I don't mind having my people come in and help you. Then if there is something that should not exist, just get rid of it."

Although he said casually, only Feng Ling on the other side of the door could tell the warning in his words.

Feng Ling looked cold and calm. "Let's see who will be got rid of," she thought.

With one hand she put the dagger she had just taken out from under the bed into her clothes, and with the other hand, she silently pressed against the door, ready for battle.

But in this orphanage, her aggressiveness had been so much smoothed out that she would not have rushed out to make trouble if those at the door had not rushed in.

From the voice of the man outside and the conversation he had just had with Director Lin, she could easily infer that the man in the sauna room last night was the legendary Li Nanheng from the XI Base.

The director said a few more words outside, trying to explain how messy and dirty it was inside, and how the stacked sundries might even fall and hurt someone. Even if there was something inside, it would be no more than rats and cockroaches. They didn't want to trouble the people of the XI Base and they would clean it themselves.

Nanheng could not hear any movement through the door, but in his experience it was not difficult to tell that someone was standing on the other side of the door, holding his breath. He had seen how good the 'boy' was at martial arts last night. Holding her breath to protect herself should be very easy for her.

Hearing Director Lin's awkward explanation, Nanheng suddenly smiled but his eyes remained cold. He stared at the door as if going to burn a hole in this door with his stare. "I haven't seen a cockroach or a mouse in years. It seems that I don't have a chance to see them. What a pity."

Director Lin kept saying that he didn't want to dirt Boss Li's eyes and secretly winked at her men to signal them to go to another direction, trying to guide Nanheng away.

Feng Ling still held her breath in the room. The man outside paused for a while and remained quiet. She leaned against the door and heard the sound of retreating footsteps.

Feng Ling turned around and looked out through a crack in the window. When she saw the tall, yet seemingly dangerous figure leave, she slowly released the hand that had been holding the dagger in her clothes.

The man did not look like how he was last night when his perfectly muscular upper body was exposed and he looked at her with a casual smile. The sun was shining on him as if he had been coated with an unreal golden light, which made him look unreachable and dignified. When Feng Ling was about to withdraw her gaze, he seemed to sense her gaze, suddenly stopped his steps, and glanced back out of the corner of his eye.

Feng Ling was looking at him through the crack in the window and her eyes immediately caught his that was full of coldness.

She looked behind him at the group of men and bodyguards from the XI Base in black suits, and felt that she had inadvertently caused herself big trouble…