Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 786: The Story of Ling and Heng (49)

At the moment, the 'mysterious' cleaner came from next door. He directly pushed open her door and stood by her doorside to watch her dazed appearance.

The man stood outside the door and spoke indifferently: "I'll give you a few hours to unpack your things. Head to training in the afternoon."

Feng Ling turned back: "We're starting the long-range sniper training today?"

"Otherwise, did you think I made you guys move here for a vacation?"

"…I understand. I'll be there on time."

Even though he was the boss of this base, did his words have to be so sharp?

Everytime she felt that he had left some good impression, he would instantly ruin it.

Li Nanheng: "I'll give you two weeks to adjust to it. You'll attend every single training from now onwards. When there's any mission, you'll also follow me along. Everyone in the team has their own positions and responsibilities. No one will stay to help you through your entire training. Keep your eyes open and take charge of your own learning. If you can keep up, then continue. Otherwise, resign from the team on your own."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

"Boss," Feng Ling called him.

Nanheng paused in his footsteps and glanced back at her. "What is it?"

"…Boss, does K and the rest have the same type of room as I do? If it's different, you can let them move upstairs and give me a room downstairs. A small room is good enough for me."

Nanheng watched her for a moment without speaking.

Feng Ling knew that her words were out of line, but after yesterday's close call, she felt that there was the need to stay as far away from him as possible. She did wish to participate in the training, but that didn't mean she wanted to grow close to Boss Li in such a manner.

Furthermore, she was seriously concerned that, at some point, he would fully recall everything that happened on that drunken night…

It was likely that, the more they interacted, the clearer things would become. It was better to maintain some distance.

Feng Ling took in a deep breath and approached him. She raised her head to look at the man who was much bigger than her. "I know that for the final test during our assessment, I passed with the poorest score. I'm unable to provide a good reason for this, but if my room is different from the rest, it won't be good when the other members learn about it. After all, I entered the team with the weakest performance, yet I received the best treatment. This is really…"

"All of the rooms in the building are more or less the same; they're not too small. Otherwise, why do you think there are only four rooms downstairs? Every room takes up a lot of space." Nanheng tucked one hand into his pocket and lifted one corner of his lip. "Set your mind at ease and stay here. Don't think too much. Nobody is interested in giving you special treatment. Since you know that your score wasn't that remarkable, consider it your good luck that you're even able to stay here."

Feng Ling saw that he did not intend onf changing her room and felt that it wasn't right to insist on it. She could only choose to keep quiet. She nodded respectfully to him. "I understand, Boss."

In the next second, she saw that Boss Li was smiling as he spoke coldly, "Remember to keep your volume down when you're here."

Feng Ling: "…" She rarely ever smiled; right now, she completely could not be bothered to smile at him.

Finally, when Nanheng left, Feng Ling closed the door and scanned her room. She touched the bedsheets on the single bed; it was brand new but the colour was bland. It was identical to the ones she had previously used in Team One. She had seen K's and Fattie's beds and knew that this was what every base member used.

At the thought that her neighbour was the base's boss, and it was that boss with an extremely bad temper, Feng Ling who would usually stay far away from him felt slightly gloomy.

She sat down heavily on the bed. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that staying here just wouldn't grant her any freedom. However, there was no way for her to argue and it made her feel sullen. After experiencing the world for so long, this was her first time facing the effects of social class. With one word, her boss could determine the direction of her future and leave her with no way to resist.

She closed her eyes. The anger wouldn't go away, so she stood up and kicked her luggage over, causing a loud "peng" noise. This still wasn't sufficient, so she opened her luggage and began throwing her things one by one onto the bed.

Even as she kept her clothes and daily necessities away, she would slam them heavily against the shelves.

After venting for a while, Feng Ling felt that there was a need for her to install a sandbag in her room. Otherwise, the negative feelings really could not be released.

She picked up the emptied luggage and directly threw it into a small cabinet, causing another loud ruckus.

Moments later, she suddenly sensed movements from the simple and small balcony. She paused and immediately stopped her movements. She swerved around and opened the window to see the man who was on the balcony.

Li Nanheng was standing right on the balcony connected to hers; a short wall was used to separate them but in fact, it would be a simple feat to jump over the wall. He would then be able to push open her window and enter as he pleased.

After fullying understanding the outline of their rooms, Feng Ling's inner heart: "…"

Li Nanheng stood expressionlessly on the balcony with an unlit cigarette in his hand. He was clearly disturbed by her noise.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" The man watched her with heavy, cold eyes.

Feng Ling: "… no."

"You've just moved in yet you're causing so much noise. Han Jin actually dared to say that you're usually very quiet?"

"…it's because I didn't hold my luggage well just now and it fell onto the ground."

"Be quieter," he grumbled and glanced an eye at her. Before leaving his balcony, he spoke once more with his indifferent tone: "If you're ill, go take your medicine. Don't cause a ruckus in your room. It's not as if you're not familiar with the doctor in the base. Go take your medicine to eat."

Feng Ling: "…"

She wasn't ill.

She watched as the man disappeared from the balcony before studying the mostly useless separation partition between their balconies. She felt her blood pressure rising.

If she really went to take some medication, it could only before reducing her blood pressure.

She deeply felt that there was the need to install a lock on these windows; otherwise, if Boss Li were to drink too much again, even if he could not enter through her door, he would be able to do so easily through her windows.

Feng Ling could not care that it was still daytime. she closed the windows with an ugly expression. She then turned on the lights and entered the bathroom. She found that both the bedroom and bathroom did not come with locks. After checking thoroughly, she became more determined to find locks for the windows and doors!