Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

What they heard and saw was correct, right?

The biggest investor of the drama, Zhou Chi, had actually kneeled before a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

In that instant, Zhang Yuanyuan and Huang Bo were inexplicably trembling.

Even if they were naive, they now understood one thing–this teenage boy was not someone they could afford to provoke.

As for Zhong Qiaomeng, her beautiful eyes widened completely.

She knew Lin Mo was extraordinary, but this was Imperial City.

This young man was still as arrogant as ever, still unchallenged, and untouchable by anyone.

Remembering the past scenes, Zhong Qiaomeng’s face bore more of a bitter smile.

Perhaps, she would never catch up to Lin Mo in this lifetime.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Following that, Director Ma, Huang Bo, and Zhang Yuanyuan all knelt on the ground, their faces filled with regret:

”Mr. Lin, we’re sorry! Please spare us!”

”Yes, we were blind to not recognize Taishan!”

”…”

Zhang Yuanyuan almost cried out; she felt both jealous and discontent. She had no idea that Zhong Qiaomeng’s poor and destitute friend possessed such tremendous energy.

As for Director Ma, he now utterly detested Huang Bo because one issue with Huang Bo might end his directing career!

Recalling what Lin Mo had just said, that a single word from him could mean death, Huang Bo shivered all over.

Lin Mo, however, stood up, his expression cold as he glanced at the three of them and spoke indifferently to Zhou Chi:

”As for these three, deal with them yourself. I’ll only say this, don’t let me see them in the entertainment industry again; otherwise, your career is over as well.”

After his words, Lin Mo looked at Zhong Qiaomeng and said, ”Let’s go.”

Zhong Qiaomeng promptly nodded obediently and followed him.

As for Director Ma, Zhang Yuanyuan, and Huang Bo, they were already in a brawl:

”F*** you, Huang Bo, you’ve ruined my directing career, I’m going to kill you!”

”Director Ma, don’t go too far. How many times have you slept with my wife?”

”Damn! Sleeping with your wife was a favor to you, didn’t I let you sleep with Zhang Yuanyuan?”

”Goddamn it, if it weren’t for Zhang Yuanyuan stirring things up, maybe things wouldn’t have gotten this bad!”

”What… what are you two trying to do?”

”What? We’re going to make your life worse than death tonight!”

Hearing this, the surrounding people were completely chaotic, with only one thought in their minds: ”This industry is really messed up!”

Stepping out of the restaurant, Lin Mo lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said with one hand in his pocket, ”Do you think I’m as cold as before?”

”No… not at all.” Zhong Qiaomeng’s face was somewhat flushed as she shook her head, staring closely at Lin Mo. She felt Lin Mo was even more handsome now, and her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Qiaomeng tried to calm herself down, looking at Lin Mo’s unique youthful profile: ”Lin Mo, back when we were in Shu Province, you might have really been cold to me, but now, all I feel is moved.”

”If you were soft-hearted like others, maybe, it wouldn’t have been a good thing for me.”

”Your coldness is just because you do not give them any chance to hurt me again.”

Zhong Qiaomeng’s lips revealed a sweet smile as she sincerely said, ”Thank you, Lin Mo.”

”You’re welcome.” Lin Mo extinguished his cigarette butt and said, ”Give me your phone.”

”Ah?”

Zhong Qiaomeng was startled, utterly flattered, but quickly handed over her phone.

Lin Mo entered a string of numbers on her phone and then said indifferently, ”This is my phone number. If you run into any trouble in Imperial City, you can call me.”

”Lin Mo, I...” Zhong Qiaomeng felt a deep surge of emotion inside, wanting to give Lin Mo a hug, but he just showed a hint of a smile and said, ”Aren’t we friends?”

”Yes... yes, we are.” Zhong Qiaomeng’s steps faltered, her face growing redder.

Lin Mo looked up at the sky and said,

”I’m heading back to the university now. You should head back early too; call me if you need anything.”

”Okay!”

With that, Lin Mo, with his hands in his pockets and his tall figure, slowly disappeared down the street.

Meanwhile, from a shop on the street corner, a song resonated:

”I wish I could see you again, even if just for a quick glance before parting.”

”Under the street lamp, the dim silhouettes, the longer the path through the woods.”

”I wish I could see you again, at least we could still share jokes.”

”The early autumn when leaves first fell in the alleys, us drifting further apart.”

”If everything has already turned into mist and rain.”

Hearing the song, Zhong Qiaomeng’s pretty eyes moistened but soon, like after a rain clearing the sky, she revealed a radiant smile:

”At least, I’m luckier than the person who wrote this song, as I can see Lin Mo again.”

...

At the same time, Lin Mo had returned to Tian Nan University.

Just as he was about to enter the university, he saw Cheng Miaohan coming towards him.

The second Cheng Miaohan laid eyes on Lin Mo, she, who had been quietly walking with classmates, suddenly lit up with excitement, ”Lin Mo?”

The other male students, seeing this, immediately showed looks of great envy.

They knew that no matter how hard they tried to cheer Cheng Miaohan, it was useless.

But when this seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth appeared, they found that Cheng Miaohan’s face showed an unprecedented happiness.

Indeed, comparing yourself to others can be infuriating!

Of course, they were convinced, for Lin Mo was more than ten times handsomer than them, and what’s more, he bore a unique cool demeanor they could not match.

Lin Mo glanced at Cheng Miaohan and nodded slightly as an acknowledgment.

Cheng Miaohan didn’t seem to mind and asked with a smile, ”Lin Mo, where have you been these few days?”

”I went somewhere else to handle some matters,” Lin Mo said indifferently, his gaze falling on a male student in a Zhongshan suit from Cheng Miaohan’s class. His eyes slightly narrowed, Lin Mo reminded Cheng Miaohan, ”Call me if there’s anything.”

Cheng Miaohan was stunned; it was just a gathering of classmates, what could possibly happen? But in a moment, Cheng Miaohan felt quite moved, ”Lin Mo, thank you for your concern.”

”You’re welcome, we are friends,” Lin Mo said lightly, and then turned to walk into the university.

Hearing the word ”friends,” Cheng Miaohan felt touched yet ultimately, she just gave a bitter smile. Then she and a group of classmates walked out towards the campus gate.

(I’m still writing the fourth update; my eyes are barely staying open, but I promised four updates daily and will not reduce them unless something special happens that requires a leave. Please continue to follow the story, and readers who have recommendation tickets can cast them. Thank you.)