Male God Is Always Targeted

Disclaimer: The translator can't guarantee 100% translation accuracy. Some phrases have been interpreted differently instead of the literal translation.

Chapter 091: How to Run Away with the Ball, Waiting for Answers Online, Urgent! 3.7

 

The word “pregnant” immediately appeared in Luo Ling’s mind.

His eyebrows frowned slightly.

The Female Lead was pregnant and still appeared here. What happened?

Furthermore, the child, how did the Female Lead have it?

Ahh ptui, yes, whose was it?

Although it was not very prominent, from Luo Ling’s point of view, it was relatively obvious.

It had been like two or three months, and she was just recently starting to look pregnant.

Just looking at the timeline, it was oddly suspicious.

It happened that it had been three months since he ran to this place as well.

‘Tong’er, can you check what happened to the Female Lead in the country?’

According to reason, without climbing into the Male Lead’s bed, she didn’t have to worry about being implicated.

Naturally, there was no need for her to go abroad.

If it was just for work, why didn’t she have an assistant or agent?

Even the staff wouldn’t let her inside.

The System flew around the petri dish twice before replying without blushing or panting, ‘I can’t.’

Luo Ling: “…”

‘Then tell me, what can you do?’

Luo Ling gritted his teeth and asked.

The System pondered for a while, and told its Host very responsibly.

‘I can’t.’

Luo Ling: ‘…Then, what do I need you for? (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻’

The System was feeling aggrieved. It needed to watch a real-life version of a Father-Son war in order to be satisfied.

Luo Ling ruthlessly forked off the System, touched the mask on his face, then walked in the direction of the Female Lead.

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As soon as he approached, the Staff member, who was blocking the Female Lead, immediately politely asked.

“Hello, sir. Please show me your ID or invitation card.”

Luo Ling stretched out his hand to remove his mask. He said in a warm voice.

“Hello, I am…”

“Ahh Ahhh! AHhhh! His Royal Highness Prince!”

Before Luo Ling could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an excited voice. His expression turned helpless.

Luo Ling nodded his head with a smile on his face. He put his fingers on his lips and made a “quiet down” gesture.

“Shhh.”

The girl with a ponytail immediately covered her mouth, but she was so excited that she didn’t dare to blink her eyes.

“I’ll give you my autograph, then you let me in, okay?”

The clean and warm voice hit the spot in the bottom of the heart.

The girl in a ponytail immediately frantically nodded her head. She passed over the pen that was clipped on the Staff ID card.

Pulling the hem of her clothes, she motioned for Luo Ling to sign there.

Luo Ling signed his name in a neat manner.

Returning the pen to the other party, he said, “I’m going in. You’ve worked hard, Jiayou.”

The ponytail girl’s eyes followed Luo Ling with her eyes as he walked away. She didn’t withdraw her gaze until he was out of her sight.

That was His Royal Highness, The Prince.

THE living His Royal Highness Prince.

It wasn’t that Luo Ling was really a royal prince.

Rather, his few catwalks and endorsements were done under the banner of being the most ‘Mysterious Prince of the East’.

This had also led to people who knew him and fans to call him ‘His Royal Highness Prince’.

Niannian reluctantly turned her head back, then she saw that the woman, who had been pestering her for most of the day, was still there. She was immediately in a bad mood.

“Why haven’t you left yet ah?”

Qi Shanshan’s face changed slightly. However, she didn’t dare to get angry and held back her temper as she begged.

“Ma’am, I am really an invited model. I just came in a hurry and forgot to bring my work card. I beg you, please let me in.”

The ponytail girl looked impatient.

“Since you said that you were an invited model, then you should call the person who invited you and tell that person to come pick you up.”

Seeing that the other party’s face turned pale when she heard these words and didn’t move, the ponytail girl’s face became colder.

“There’s no person inside to pick you up, and there is no ID. You said that you are an invited model without proof. Who would believe you?”

Qi Shanshan tightly gripped her bag. She spoke in a little angry voice.

“Then how can that person just now get inside without doing anything?”

The ponytail girl was taken aback for a moment, then she laughed out loud.

“You… Hahaha… Let me say. Which countryside did you come from? Can you compare with His Royal Highness Prince? What the hell?”

The unrestrained ridicule stabbed Qi Shanshan so hard, that her face became unsightly to the extreme.

Her heart was filled with loathing.