151: Chapter 151: What a Coincidence, I Have a Notebook Too 151: Chapter 151: What a Coincidence, I Have a Notebook Too “Detected a beauty, 15 meters away.”
“Actual age: 14 years old, Chinese descent, has received higher education.”
“Rated as very dangerous, like a thorny white rose, it is best not to make contact.”
You said it’s very important, how could I ignore it!
Arthur was quite pleased with the magical notebook he had found.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen magic objects before, but none had been as empathetic as this notebook.
It also came by a coincidence.
He had just gone to the bank to withdraw money that day, and as soon as he exited the bank’s doors, he was targeted by a few damned little weasels, who cornered him in an alley.
With the thought of averting disaster by losing wealth, Arthur didn’t resist.
He just handed over his wallet.
Unfortunately, these weasels weren’t satisfied after taking his money; one of them brutally punched him in the face and then threw his wallet into a nearby trash can.
That’s why I say these poor devils should die, having no sense of law at all.
Robbery is one thing, but robbery with assault is another.
Had it not been for his imminent departure from Safo City with his father, he would have killed those blind creatures.
The punch landed on his nose, causing blood to gush out.
As he covered his nose, he rummaged through the trash can for his wallet.
The wallet itself wasn’t important, but it contained some valuable cards.
The most valuable was a police union family card, which stated that “the holder of this card’s family has donated over two thousand US dollars to the Safo City Police Union, and the police department colleagues are hoped to provide all possible convenience…”
Those illiterate poor couldn’t possibly understand the significance of this card.
When he found his wallet, he also found this notebook.
This notebook seemed to possess a mysterious magic power, capable of sensing his innermost thoughts.
He didn’t have to search himself; it would automatically help him detect all the interesting things within a hundred meters and provide detailed and accurate evaluations.
Jewelry, antiques, luxury cars, gourmet food, fashion…
and of course, the most important—beautiful women!
With the aid of this notebook, Arthur felt like he was the protagonist in one of those popular novels that seemed to get whatever they wanted with ease.
So now he even looked down on his own father.
This old man was short-sighted and crude, always droning on about his so-called “elite success studies,” which he had been repeating for over a decade with no real success to show for it.
Truly pitiful.
But I am different.
I am a child of destiny!
Seeing the young girl in the bear pajamas not far away, Arthur sincerely sighed in his mind.
It is terribly indecent, but I like it.
Who knows which rich family’s daughter she is, standing out here so unprotected, clearly a naive girl raised sheltered from the world’s evils.
This succulent strawberry pudding, I certainly can’t let anyone else spoil her.
Although I don’t know why the notebook didn’t display this girl’s name this time, these are unimportant details.
In his heart, Arthur had already envisioned her as his No.
8 mistress on the yacht.
He pulled out a mirror and some hair wax from his pocket, quickly tidied up his appearance and hairstyle, and after ensuring there were no flaws, he bravely approached her.
“Miss, enjoying the sea alone?”
Mu Yuming had just left, and Li Mumu was enjoying the sea breeze alone when suddenly, a young man clad in a designer suit, jacket over a white shirt, came over and leaned on the nearby railing, flashing a grin that revealed two immaculate rows of white teeth.
The middle-parted hair was so greasy it could make a fly do the splits…
But, admittedly, this style is indeed quite popular in Safo this year, called the British style.
The Federation people held a deep grudge against Great Britain, frequently finding British antiques distasteful, yet reluctantly learning from them, with British trends popping up every now and then.
Screw you…
sorry, my character.
I’m not this kind of person anymore.
Li Mumu had once sworn to the light that after leaving Saifu, she would definitely say goodbye to her dark past and recreate her public image.
As for what the new image would look like, she hadn’t decided yet, but it definitely couldn’t be like now, cursing at the drop of a hat and resorting to violence.
Although this place was perfect for getting rid of someone—just throw the body over, and the waves would swiftly sweep it away, creating the perfect crime scene.
No, I can’t think like that.
I’m not who I used to be anymore.
Li Mumu, you need to learn to be gentle, the traditional virtues of our people.
Like, right now, I want to smoke, and Debiao is coming over, pushing his bike…
Sorry, I let my thoughts drift too far.
Regaining her focus, Li Mumu slightly turned her head and whispered, “Sorry, I’m waiting for someone.”
“You’re not waiting for me?”
…
My blood pressure is rising.
Li Mumu clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
Don’t get angry.
It’s a normal thing.
If a woman is a bit pretty, she inevitably faces harassment from various men when she’s out.
That’s why I say the second dimension is better.
The wives in the second dimension are squeaky clean and only love the protagonist; they even poop rainbows, without all these troubles
No matter the past or present life, Li Mumu was always a dedicated homebody, disliking social interactions, especially loathing situations like these.
Seeing the pretty young girl looking down, her face slightly flushed, almost smiling as if she were shy, Arthur became more delighted.
Used to glamorous women in debaucherous places, he hadn’t seen this kind of tender, naive girl in a long time.
He thought this long journey would be unbearably tedious, but he hadn’t expected such a romantic encounter to pass the time…
It’s normal for a girl to be shy, and this is when a man should definitely take more initiative.
So he reached out his hand and smiled, “My name is Arthur, may I have the chance to get to know you?”
Because he extended his hand too enthusiastically, there was a snap, and a notebook fell out of his pocket.
Then, he was surprised to find that the pretty girl across from him seemed to be drawn by the notebook.
For some reason, he felt a chill on his back, but Arthur didn’t pay much attention, assuming it was just the sea breeze blowing on the ship.
“Ah, that’s mine…”
He bent down, trying to act nonchalant as he picked up the notebook.
This cool stuff, he couldn’t let the pretty girl know its real purpose, otherwise how could he impress her later?
But what caught his eye was a small, pale hand.
What a kind-hearted, beautiful girl, even thinking of helping me pick up my things…
As he fantasized about this, the icy hand had already pressed against his neck.
The fingernails of the index and middle fingers flashed with a sharp gleam.