698 No Shame, No Morals, No Bottomline 18

Shang Mo? Home?

Rong Mo croaked out immediately, "M-Mr Shang!"

His gaze shifted from her onto the stalemate on the for visiting.

The two of them met with an equally calm gaze as they moved away at the same time.

Shang Mo stood up as though nothing happened and sat down opposite her. While his face was indifferent and calm, his heart actually felt a flurry of thumps.

Looking at Rong Mo with a deep gaze, he said coldly, "Next round!"

That single contact had Rong Mo shivering out with jitters such that her heart was still pounding profusely even till now.

She did not know if Shang Mo had done that intentionally or not—she had read quite a number of books recently, and had even learned to surf the net. From there, she learnt a popular internet phrase…

Pick up

If she had not sensed wrongly, he was trying to pick her up earlier on.

Even though the rumors were that Shang Mo swung both ways, Rong Mo did not believe that they were true after spending time with him thus far.

But, to think that she was proven wrong this quickly!

To think that he would let all those women out there off the hook entirely, yet making such a flirty move toward a 'man' such as herself!

Was it because he was certain now that she wasn't a member of the Shang Family that he was prepared to make a move on her?

He thought that he was helping her solve the stalemate earlier on, but she was merely sitting down at the balcony casually, and had not even paid much attention to the chessboard there.

At this moment, she did not really feel like playing chess. Yet, the way he seemed as though he was bent on this, she knew that she couldn't get away.

Rong Mo raised her head and looked at Shang Mo opposite her. He was playing with a black chess piece, looking at her casually.

Lowering her head, she picked up a white piece and placed it on the board.

Shang Mo was a difficult man to discern. Based on the rumors of him being a pervert, he should be the type of person who would enjoy nightlife a lot. Yet, based on his normal lifestyle habits, he couldn't be any more rigid in reality, heading out in the morning and heading back in the evening. He did not even have the habit of visiting pubs.

If he had no work, he'd return home where he'd either work at home or call for his guards or assistants to play chess with him.

And now, he would even ask her to play a little occasionally as well.

He was someone extremely skilled, and she was but an amateur, and wasn't his match at all. Yet, he insisted on playing with her still. Not only that, he refused to win against her that quickly, and would always take his time to toy with her.

"How's the filming going along?" Shang Mo had always required only 30% of his concentration when he played chess with Rong Mo, as he asked casually after placing a chess piece.

"Not bad!"

Rong Mo raised her head and looked at him again. This man had rather decent looks. If only his reputation was slightly better, he would definitely be the type of man who would have women swooning around them day and night.

But, that was weird too… Just where did that poor reputation of his come from?Do note that they are most likely playing GoAs in picking up girls on the streets