“Okay…”
…
Outside the floor where the advertising company was located, Dazhe was drinking Master X’s Iced Black Tea while floating in the air outside the nineteenth floor.
While practicing the flying ability, he spectated the guests inside… and another performance.
It was the fledgling new model ‘Little Lu.’
…
“Didn’t you say that men don’t want to go home sometimes to have a little free space?” Number 18 spoke harshly to Dazhe.
“Really?” Number 18 sneered, “If it was just a cold war, would his wife still prepare breakfast for him every day? Knowing that he will be home late, would she still put slippers at the door? She even tidied up a suit and tie during the day.”
Dazhe sighed, “Well, this couple is indeed a little colder… By the way, didn’t you say that you have the [Dream Teller] ability? You may be able to find the symptoms if you use it.”
Number 18 sneered… but the laughter gradually became tender from the cold attitude. At last, it was sweet like chime.
Wearing a black robe, her face was full of mist. It was scary like the old witch of the candy house in the fairy tale. She had disappeared. Instead, she turned into a tall and innocent… Little Lu.
Number 18 smiled and said, “So.”
Sister, isn’t this the ingenious honey trap…?
Number 18 sneered and ignored Dazhe, “I still have things to do. You’re free to do whatever you like. Tomorrow, I will appear directly in front of the investor like this.”
After speaking, Number 18 turned into a black smoke and left.
Dazhe sighed at this moment and muttered, “Is Luo Qiu fooling me around, asking me to follow Number 18?”
Dazhe shook his head and glanced at the couple sleeping back to back in the room. He was about to leave. When he passed another room next to the couple, he suddenly stopped to take a look.
“Empty?”
Little Lu and Tboy were in the car. They were busy discussing the shooting.
Zhu Maolin also drove his car and headed towards the shooting location. Dazhe followed them all the way. He needed to provide Number 18 with the Zhu Maolin’s status at any time.
Hou Chen Yuhan had returned to her pottery classroom because the students were waiting for her… because she didn’t know what else to do.
Luo Qiu wiped away this scene with just a simple wave. It vanished like smoke in thin air like a calm water surface. There was a layer of phantasmagoria spreading out in front of Luo Qiu.
You Ye whispered, “But on the other hand, [Dream Teller] can find something deeper in his thoughts. Number 18 and Number 19 are inherently different, thus their ability development is distinct. Why does the master choose the investor that Number 18 isn’t good at?”
“Will it really be inappropriate?” Luo Qiu asked suddenly, “I think Number 18 seems to be working hard. She had prepared it all night last night, and even neglected the two magicians in her game.”
“Because this is the investor you approved by the master.” The maid smiled and said, “Number 18 naturally dares not neglect the matter.”
“That’s great.” Boss Luo smiled, then stretched his waist and said, “Go out with me later.”
“To the supermarket?”
“It’s not necessary.” Luo Qiu shook his head, “This God King is now preparing for the Christmas event in the game world. He is quite busy.”
“Then, please allow You Ye to change her clothes.” The maid lifted the skirt elegantly.
But at this time, the bell in front of the club rang suddenly.
Luo Qiu simply took the ball of light and waved his hand. The maid didn’t say anything, and went to prepare. Just before leaving, the maid glanced at the woman with short white hair – Nero.
“Miss Nero, long time no see.” Boss Luo waved his hand to help Nero with her chair.
But, Nero seemed to prefer to sit on the table. On the table facing Boss Luo, she chuckled, “It appears that you don’t seem to like to see me very much.”
“For guests, we welcome them.” Luo Qiu shook his head.
Luo Qiu sat down.
