Who wants to keep taking a loss?
"No, not at all," Luo Yan replied softly.
That year, the network director was somewhat speechless.
Luo Yan talked with Cassius for a while.
The two were speaking Italian, and Little Yuzu, who was listening in, found it all rather dull.
Finally, Cassius stood up, smiled, and shook hands with Luo Yan.
Luo Yan glanced at the little pomelo.
To avoid being hunted down, he reluctantly agreed to their demands.
Of course, it's not free.
Cassius still had to give him money.
"Alright, since there's nothing else, please go and have some fun," Cassius said with a smile.
Luo Yan refused: "I'll take them out to have fun, and I'll remotely assist you with your work."
"If you're looking for work, it's probably better to stay here." Cassius said with a smile, but his tone left no room for refusal.
With a slight frown, Luo Yan scoffed, "It's inconvenient for us to be with you."
“Alright then, I’ll send a bodyguard to protect you,” Cassius said casually.
Luo Yan was about to refuse, but seeing Cassius's gentle yet chilling expression, he agreed.
Little Yuzu glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"It's getting late now. I wonder if I would have the honor of inviting you all to dinner?" Cassius spoke in a kind tone, like an elegant young nobleman.
Luo Yan didn't want to go along with his wishes, so he said, "Alright."
Cassius quickly walked over to Little Yuzu, reached out and scooped her up: "Let's go."
Little Yuzu instinctively wanted to give him an over-the-shoulder throw, but then stopped: "Don't hug me like that, it's squeezing my stomach."
"Alright then." Cassius dragged Little Yuzu along, and even straightened her clothes for a moment. "Let's go."
Luo Yan understood what he meant.
Little Yuzu was the hostage he held in his hands.
After dinner, the group returned to the hotel.
Xiaoyouzi and her family booked two suites.
Qin Feng and Luo Yan shared a room, while Xiao Ye and Xiao Youzi shared a room.
Each room has at least one combatant.
This was determined by Luo Yan.
Little Yuzu shook her head: "It's fine for me to share a room with my brother."
“Little Pomelo…” Luo Yan looked at Little Pomelo.
Little Yuzu rolled her eyes: "My fighting power is top-notch, you can share a room with me."
"Fine." Luo Yan gave up struggling.
After all, whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.
Xiaoyouzi turned the water heater to its hottest setting and threw the medicine packet in.
The room was immediately filled with the smell of medicine.
Luo Yan sniffed the medicine, which smelled similar to the fragrance on Xiao Youzi: "Xiao Youzi, are you sick?"
"No."
Shaking her head, Xiaoyouzi said, "Medicinal baths are good for my health."
As she spoke, she looked at Luo Yan and said, "Brother, you should start taking medicinal baths when we get back."
"What's wrong?" Luo Yan touched his biceps. "I'm in pretty good shape."
Little Yuzu rolled her eyes at him: "Your health is the worst."
“Look at your older brother, your third brother,” Xiaoyouzi said to Luo Yan, “even your fifth brother is getting better now from exercising, and you’re still stuck with nothing but boiled chicken.”
The disdain in Xiaoyouzi's eyes was almost tangible.
Luo Yan said dejectedly, "Fine..."
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