The Mafia King's First Love Chapter 2：The Mafia King is not mute at all

Inside the seminar hall, Meng Ya waved her hand. “Lihua here! Gosh, you are finally here!”

Lihua breathlessly sat on the chair next to her.

Meng Ya smacked on her head. “Seriously, you just barely made it in time.”

But Lihua seemed to be thinking something else. Her eyes were starry and sparkly.

“I am talking to you, dummy head!”

“Yaya, I think I am in love…” she mumbled.

“What? Did you hit your head somewhere?”

“No, but my heart seems to have hit somewhere. Yaya, is this what first love feels like? I can hear my heartbeat so clearly.”

Meng Ya pinched her cheeks.

“Ow! Ow! It hurts!” Lihua cried.

“It should. What are you thinking of love when you are about to give such an important presentation now?”

Lihua said, “What should I do if I met a Godly handsome man right outside who saved my job today? From the moment I saw him, only his face is flashing in my mind like a sweet siren.”

Meng Ya sobbed. “Who are you? Who has taken over my friend’s body?”

“It’s still me, Song Lihua.”

The door opened and the professor entered. He had that strict and stern gaze as always.

Lihua whispered. “I will tell you everything later.”

Meng Ya’s mouth twitched. “Just don’t mess up this presentation.”

“The Godly handsome man saved my job so I won’t mess up and let his help go to waste.”

“…”

The professor stood at the center of the podium and said, “Students. I hope you are ready with your presentations. There is a judging panel seated on the other side who will watch your presentations. The panelists are a mix of executives from different companies. If they like your thesis and performance, they would offer you a job contract. If any student receives more than one offer, he or she is free to choose the company they would want to work with. Results will be announced after lunch.”

Everybody nodded.

“Any questions?”

“No, Sir.”

“We are going to start. As of this moment, no late students are allowed into the hall.”

Lihua gulped.

I really could have been that late student today.

The lights dimmed and the projector started.

“Song Lihua.”

“Yes sir!”

She hastily stood up but her knee hit the desk and she yelped in pain. “Ow…”

“Pfft…” the other students whispered and laughed at her clumsiness.

Meng Ya facepalmed.

“Silence.”

Everybody straightened up.

“Song Lihua. It’s your turn first.”

She nodded.

Lihua began her presentation as she also showcased her thesis side by side.

On the other side through a glass panel, the Godly handsome man was quietly watching her. As she waved her hands on the stage, highlighting the important points in the slides, his gaze shifted to his own hands. He remembered how she had shaken them hard.

He took out his phone and typed a message on Wechat to a certain someone.

JW – I met her.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – You see my status and username?

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – What does it mean?

JW – No disturbance or else die.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – So why do you ‘still’ have the galls to message me?

JW – I want one answer.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – Get lost.

He typed nevertheless.

JW – She shook my hands. She patted my shoulder too.

No response.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, five minutes…he patiently stared at his screen.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – Why are you informing me that you cut off her hands? I don’t care.

JW – I didn’t cut off her hands.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – So, you killed her. Great. Bring her body to me. I wanna do some experiments.

JW – I didn’t kill her.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – Come. To. The. Point.

JW – I want to know why I didn’t kill her.

Silence on the other end.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – Who do you think I am?

JW – Doctor.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – Are you kicking the bucket to hell right now?

JW – No.

DoNotPingYMandLiveLonger – So, get lost. If you ping again, the next body I am gonna dissect is yours.

And then that someone went offline.

The Godly handsome man put his phone back. Since he didn’t get his answer, he went back to watching Lihua’s presentation.

On Lihua’s side, she was finally done with her presentation and thesis. Everybody was silently impressed. She might be ditzy and careless, but she always performed flawlessly when she was serious.

“Thank you,” she bowed.

The professor nodded. He said, “Next is Lu Jie.”

Meng Ya brightened. “You were awesome! You will totally get not just one but multiple offers. Your thesis was mind-blowing.”

Lihua grinned. “Thanks. I don’t care about many. I just want one company to offer me and then I will earn money! Lots of it!”

One by one, everybody’s presentation got over and it was time for the lunch break.

Meng Ya sobbed. “Lihuaaa. I hope I get an offer. Damn, I stuttered during my presentation.”

Lihua patted her. “Your thesis was excellent. It’s normal to be nervous. You are worrying too much.”

“Lihuaaa….” She jumped into her hug.

Some of the executives wanted to address the students after the lunch was over so everyone gathered back in the class.

Most of the executives and managers praised the students for their efforts and presentations and explained their company policies in general.

The students expected that some of them may personally call out those names who are selected, so everyone was extra eager.

But they didn’t particularly mention any name and disappointment hung in the air.

As they whispered among themselves, the door opened.

There was complete silence as the last man stepped inside. Everybody’s breath almost stuck in their throats.

Lihua coughed hard.

The Godly handsome man!

Meng Ya shook her hard and whispered. “Lihua! Who is this prince? Is he even human? Do we even live in the same world?”

Lihua was just as stunned.

He is one of the recruiters!? And he saw me screw up just before my presentation started?

She inwardly sobbed.

Forget about my budding love, I have no hopes of getting the job either!

“Lihua! He is…he is so handsome!”

Lihua sighed. “He is indeed. But poor man. He cannot speak.”

“What! He cannot talk?”

She sadly nodded.

“Damn. That’s awful.”

“Isn’t it? God is so unfair.”

The Mafia King calmly stepped on the podium and stood in front of the mike.

Lihua’s heart tightened in pain. “I should have learned sign language huhu. How will he feel if nobody understands him?”

He instantly found Lihua in the crowd and his gaze locked onto her. Then he raised his hand, pointed his finger at her, and slightly parted his lips.

“Song Lihua.”