Chapter 28
The eSports King's Crush
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Upon hearing the voice message, Mo Bei took off the mitts to free up her hands and replied, âIâm here.â
Feng Nai was seated right beside his brother. Thus, with just a glance, he could see the message.
Little Lin, who was unguarded, was still happily sending voice messages. âLittle Brother, Iâm in a restaurant, waiting for my food. What are you doing?â
Mo Bei sent a photo, followed by three words.
âBaking a cake.â
âWow!â Little Linâs eyes lit up at the sight of it and he involuntarily straightened up. âCake? Is it for me?â
Mo Bei responded with an âmmâ sound.
Little Lin was barely able to sit still. He tugged at his brother and bragged, âLook at Little Brother! Heâs baking a cake for me.â
Feng Naiâs eyes landed on the photo, unsure whether it was because there was a black oven on the side, because the hand holding the milk appeared to be especially fair, or because the wrist seemed a little thin.
It was obvious that the other party was wearing an apron. To be specific, it was one of those household must-have aprons.
Trouble Linâs Little Brother really didnât fit in with the disposition that students from No.2 Middle School ought to have.
At this thought, a slender figure standing on a wall suddenly popped up in Feng Naiâs mind.
When it came to not fitting in with the disposition that No.2 Middle Schoolâs students ought to have, Mo Nan seemed to fit that description lately.
However, that guy was really unlikable. Feng Nai turned his head over, his fingertips brushing his slightly red palm. His dark pupils turned cold again as he said carelessly, âTrouble Lin, your Little Brother didnât show his face in this photo. Why? Is he ugly?â
âMy Little Brother is not ugly! He is very handsome. If he had a live stream, you wouldnât meddle in his business anymore.â Little Lin sneered, âBrother, youâre just jealous that my Little Brother has so many different skills, unlike you.â
Feng Nai smiled, still as languid as ever. âYou are right, I am unlike your Little Brother. After all, I donât need to be talented in many ways. I can earn a living just based on my looks.â
Little Lin was speechless.
He could no longer be bothered to complain about his brotherâs shamelessness. Thus, he bowed his head to text his Little Brother.
Feng Nai was deep in thought, trying to remember the few handsome guys on No.2 Middle Schoolâs side.
No matter how he used the clues he had, Feng Nai would never link this âLittle Brotherâ who could bake to Mo Nan, let alone to Mo Bei.
After all, Little Lin was too adorable.
Based on typical guesses, no one would connect such a child to eSports Almighty, who was known for being aloof.
On top of that, Mo Bei was different from Feng Nai. She never went through the WeChat moments of other peopleâs friends.
âHey.â Feng Nai shot a glance at his younger brother, who was wallowing in texting, and took the phone away. âEat.â
Little Lin bulged his cheeks. âYou agreed to let me play with the cell phone today.â
âThings like agreements depend on my mood, donât you know that?â Feng Nai moved his hand and placed a shrimp dumpling on his brotherâs plate.
Little Lin ate indignantly. One bite, then another bite, until he forgot about his brotherâs shameless act.
Feng Nai felt the phone vibrating in his hand. When he shifted his gaze, there was only a message on the screen. âSee you on Saturday.â
Saturday?
He should be free.
The club had given him a few days of vacation.
His vacation period would not be over yet on Saturday.
No need to get information out of him then.
He would go have a direct look.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Feng Naiâs fingers drifted over. As a professional eSports player, his fingers naturally moved quickly. Thus, he answered âAlright, Little Brotherâ in mere moments.
Little Lin, who was still battling against the delicacies, did not notice his brotherâs actionâ¦