Lin Ming Novels & Stories

I would have actually gotten up to join them, but the crowd was much, and I did not want to get pushed by a fan who was probably about to go crazy from seeing them. "Damn! R.M looks hot with those shades." Kelly bit her lower lip seductively as she stared at him, and I shook my head sideways at her. The definition of shameless was this girl's Middle name. R.M, Suga, Jimin, V, Jungkook, Jin, and Jhope all walked in, followed by some other celebrities who turned the air. And oh, I definitely got up from where I was sitting when Ariana Grande made an appearance.

Jimin glared at her, "Do I look like a woman to you?" Xiao Lu instead of getting scared tease him even more, "Are you not? Go in and bring this zither, it's our policy to have atleast one musician every private room and your martial arts are prominent than me so you can listen to them well." Jimin thought that what she said is indeed reasonable so he agreed, he grab the zither and went in, Xiao Lu followed him inside. "Gentlemen, I am called Lu'er, I came here to present to you the assign musician for this room, She is Min'er, she's mute so there's no need for her to accompany you, she is here just to play the zither."

Hai Rin also adjusted her seat and looked at him. "Hmm...strange." Yu Lin rubbed his chin a little before he continued again. "So, what's your name?" "My name's Hai Rin." "Hai Rin? Seems like our name has a bit similar. My name is Yu Lin. Nice to meet you, Miss Rin." He said nonchalantly. "I think the last time my butler said that you are the top richest person in the country, so why are you wandering here?" Hai Rin looked at his face with a puzzled expression.

She said irritatedly and caressed her head. "Sorry, not sorry. You deserved it." She just punched my arm in return which made me glare at her. "Attention students!" Our glaring contest was soon interrupted by a speaker. "Today will be the opening remark for our annual suicide cup event to bring honor to the deceased founder of this school, Eleanor Marshall. Let us all rise and give a round of applause for him." We all stood up, facing the stage. "Geez, opening remarks are boring." I sighed. Eula just pinched my arm, motioning me to keep quiet. The opening remark last for forty-five minutes before they let us go.

Kang Jin Chen approached Liam, clapping him on the shoulder with a force that seemed almost violent. "Well done, Liam," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You've made the right decision. This marriage will secure our future." He turned to Qing Lin, offering her a polite, but equally insincere, smile. "Welcome to the family, Qing Lin. I'm sure you and Liam will be very… compatible." Qing Lin returned his smile, her eyes betraying nothing. "Thank you, Mr. Chen," she said, her voice cool and composed. "I look forward to working with you."

Lin Xin, the young handsome guy in the Northern Academy of yellow shirts, said hello to Ding Hao. Ren Xiaoyao, the extremely lucky guy, was beside Lin Xin. He was devouring two golden drumsticks, like a hungry person who had not eaten meat for decades. His mouth was full and his cheeks were bulging.

Slim I leaned against my car in the parking lot, waiting for the familiar sound of the bell to signal the end of the school day. Feeling restless, I absentmindedly touched the cut on my cheek, then reached for the cigarette I had tucked behind my ear. I lit it up and took a deep drag, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. As the bell rang, I dropped the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with my shoe. The doors swung open, and students spilled out, eager to escape the building. People approached me, much to my displeasure. Being popular seemed to make sense to others, but it held no appeal for me. I disliked social interactions of any kind, but I tolerated them.

Song Empire, As her first appointment was quite late, Ming went to meet Qiang who just came yesterday from the business trip. Who knew Qiang would use his business tactics and let the truth slip out of her tongue, which she was trying her best to hide. Qiang slumped on the couch with wide saucer eyes and a pale frightened face. “What?” Ming asked. “M-Ming… i-is his name Pr— Li Kang Jun?”