As they spoke, they arrived at the dining table. Luo Shimiao pulled out a chair and helped her grandfather sit down.
“It’s 200,000 per word.” She placed the takeout bag on the table and took out the food one by one.
Little Green's eyes widened, and she raised her voice: "200,000 per word!"
"What do you think? My maternal grandfather is a renowned calligrapher today. Countless wealthy people have offered high prices for his calligraphy, but he has always politely declined."
Ye Lin stroked his beard and said cheerfully, "I only write my calligraphy for those who are destined to receive it."
"Miaomiao, Grandpa was just joking with you earlier. What do you want to write?"
"Namo Amitabha Buddha and the highest good is like water."
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "When did you become a believer in Buddhism or Taoism?"
"No." Luo Shimiao briefly explained the situation.
After listening, Ye Lin said, "Okay, Grandpa will write it for you after we finish our morning tea."
"Thank you, Grandpa, you're the best."
Two hours later, Luo Shimiao got into the car with two scrolls in his hands.
When she got home, Aunt Lin knew she had gone to work, so she cut some fruit, packed it in a box, and gave it to her to eat on the way.
"Thank you, Aunt Lin. I'll be going now."
"Take good care of yourself during this time."
Luo Shimiao took her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself." He gently let go of her hand and dragged his suitcase toward the van.
Lin Mai got out and helped her put her luggage in the trunk.
She sat in the back seat and asked her assistant after they got in, "Why didn't Sister Min come to see me off?"
"She's afraid you'll take a knife and chop off her head."
"She still knows fear?" After the car drove out of the gate, she lowered the center console and placed the fruit she was holding on it: "Let's eat together."
"Thank you, boss~" Lin Mai happily picked up a transparent fork and speared a strawberry.
The journey to Bodhi Temple was long, so Luo Shimiao ate some fruit, took out his Bluetooth earphones from his pocket, put them on, and closed his eyes to sleep.
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At 3 p.m., the vehicles were parked in the open space in front of the temple, and there were many other cars parked nearby.
Surrounded by mountains, the ancient temple nestled in the forest exudes a sacred aura.
Lin Mai gently shook Luo Shimiao awake: "We've arrived."
She opened her eyes, yawned, and said, "The happy days are over."
After the driver stopped the car, he quickly got out, opened the car door for her, and took out her suitcase.
Luo Shimiao got out of the car to stretch his body. He caught a glimpse of a familiar face out of the corner of his eye, frowned slightly, and said to his assistant who walked up to him, "What is she doing here? If I remember correctly, she wasn't among the guests."
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