Chapter 1185
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1185: One thousand and one hundred and eighty five
Translator: 549690339
Tonight was probably the most difficult night to endure.
Bo Jiu stood in the dark, her expression unclear.âWhat do you mean by temporarily safe?â
âThe hand injury has been there for too long. In addition to the bone fracture, there might be some problems with the nerves.â Grandfather Butler was still wearing a retro suit. His hair was white and he did not look like a doctor at all. However, in terms of his professional field, he was indeed the best. âIâll need at least three months of rest. â
Bo Jiuâs fingers froze. âItâs impossible for bei to agree to recuperate for so long. According to her character, she will play in this yearâs Inter Milan competition even if her hand is going to be disabled. â
âOnly young master can persuade her to come back next year.â Grandfather Butlerâs voice also lowered.
Bo Jiu lifted her lids, her eyes bottomless.âNext year? For an e-sports player, there really arenât many next years. Sheâs already waited for a full three years and nine months. â
âThe young master also knows that some things are like this.â Grandfather Butler kept the pocket watch.âEven Supreme Alliance will fall when they are at their peak. There are too many things that are out of control. Nothing is perfect. If she goes back in her current state, she will inevitably be attacked by malicious intent ...â
âA malicious attack?â Bo Jiu laughed softly. When she opened her eyes again, she was like a demon at night.âMy disciple has never cared about such things. Grandfather Butler, you know too little about bei. She is so strong that she could win the championship back with just one teammate. Supreme Alliance disbanded too early and she didnât even have the chance to play in the professional arena.â
Grandfather Butler let out a long sigh.âYoung master, you clearly know that itâs because sheâs from Supreme Alliance. If she shows even a little bit of dissatisfaction, it will be magnified. She has to shoulder these responsibilities when sheâs young and famous.â
âI know,â Bo Jiu stood up straight, her smile still on.âI also know that she can shoulder all these.â
Grandfather Butler really didnât know what to do with his young lord.âYou donât care anymore?â
âOf course I care. Itâs one thing for my disciple to shoulder it, but itâs another thing for me to support my disciple.â Bo Jiuâs eyes were dark when she said this. âSheâll find out. Weâre all here with her. Grandpa Butler will let her decide for herself whether to fight or not when she wakes up.â
âAlright,â he said.
Other than the little demon Bo, no one else heard their conversation.
He stood there with a smile on his face.
That was why he felt that there was no point in playing.
According to his motherâs personality, why didnât she focus on being a hacker at that time? why did she go and compete?
In the end, he might have been tricked by his scumbag father.
Sigh, he had to take care of his mother in the future. He couldnât let her spend money on a certain Qin woman. It was a waste.
After the little demon Bo hung up on the WeChat call that his scumbag father had sent him, he walked into the ward.
After looking at mo bei, he ran to wring a towel and placed it on mo beiâs forehead.
âSister bey, you have to be well.â
After she finished speaking, the little demon Bo leaned softly against mo beiâs hand and fell asleep.
Some people had described the most distinguished young master of the Qin family as being doted on from birth.
However, there was no trace of coquettishness on his body. Instead, he was noble and polite, like a young master of an aristocratic family.
However, there was a mole at the corner of his eyes.
The image of righteousness was broken, and there was more grace and evil.
At such a young age, he had an extraordinary temperament. He even attracted famous designers who took him as inspiration and specially made several sets of clothes for him. They would never sell them as merchandise and only belonged to the little demon Bo.
In the designerâs eyes, no one else could look like him in his clothes.
It was this kind of fairy-like existence that could purify peopleâs hearts when she softened.
Mo bei had heard everything, but she didnât have the strength to move. She touched the little demon Boâs face with her hand. When she turned around, she had already made her decision.
She could not wait any longer.
She had promised that person that she would give him a championship.
Not to mention, Milan was the place where his master had won the championship.
She wanted to go ...
Sometimes, being too stubborn about something would make you fearless.
Mo bei could really hold a spoon with her right hand a week later.
He still couldnât use his chopsticks nimbly, but he could eat porridge and rice.
Dad mo had been sending him pork rib soup for three days.
âDad,â mo Nan teased,âif you keep sending her off like this, who knows how much weight sheâll put on?â
âShut up.â Dad mo turned his head.âEvery time something happens, you donât tell us. Your mom and I are so worried.â
Mo Nan walked closer.âIâm just trying to give you and mom a buffer. Besides, if you guys know, itâll be a burden to the little stoic.â
Dad mo still wanted to say something.
âYes,â mo bei replied.
With a single âhmm,â he gave up on everything.
Dad mo stayed by the bed for another half an hour before leaving.
He was no longer working in his previous unit, and he really planned to open a small restaurant.
He hadnât told his daughter about this, but he had already secretly prepared a surprise for her. Beibei liked to cook, so he should like it.
Mo bei looked at her fatherâs back as he left. She roughly understood what he was thinking and slightly tidied up her clothes.
âWhat are you thinking about, little stoic?â As mo Nan spoke, he placed the cup of water by mo beiâs hand.ââBy the way, did grandfather Butler say when you can touch the mouse?â
Mo beiâs hand, which was holding the wooden spoon, paused. She lowered her eyes and took a sip of the soup. If she was willing, the people around her would not notice anything strange.âIn another ten days.â
âThatâs alright. â Monan picked up the Rubikâs Cube and fiddled with it. ââIâll go back with you. â
âWhat?â mo bei glanced sideways.
âIâll go call Leng na. â âHehe.â Mo Nan laughed, looking like a ruffian.âIâll learn from you and play the support role.â
Mo beiâs eyes gradually changed.ââBrother, you can definitely do it.â
âSo, get well quickly.â Mo Nan patted her head.âOtherwise, without your black flames, I wouldnât have shown you any mercy. Especially when Iâm fighting that Feng nai fellow.â
Mo bei thought for a moment but did not say anything.
Mo Nan raised an eyebrow.âThe best cabbage in my house has been taken by him. Shouldnât I be disgusted with him?â
âI shouldn ât,â mo bei replied.
Mo Nan thought,âI really want to go find that Feng guy and have a one-on-one fight right now. What should I do?â
âIâm very happy. â Mo bei lowered her head and ate.
Mo Nan paused, and reached out to pinch her face again.ââPlease, do normal people look like this when theyâre happy? A cold face?â
âItâs not cold,â Mo bei furrowed her brows. In her heart, she wasnât a poker-faced person.
Mo Nan had always felt that his sister had the wrong impression of him being expressionless.
âIâm very happy too. âHe leaned back and said.
The thing I promised you when we were young.
He finally had a chance to do it ...