Wenluo met her cold, icy gaze and swallowed hard.
"You...you met with a man at night and disturbed the other guests' rest. Did I say something wrong?"
"This young master must have misunderstood, right?" Ye Shujun walked in from the balcony with a faint smile on her face, but her eyes were devoid of warmth.
She was talking to her grandson when she suddenly heard a loud bang, followed by her daughter being scolded.
The abbot clasped his hands together and said, “Benefactor Ye, we have misunderstood. We are truly sorry. Wenluo recently received a note from a benefactor who said that the noise from room 205 was too loud and disturbing his rest, which is why this happened.”
Luo Ruilin slowly walked up to Wen Luo: "If I remember correctly, you shouted my sister's name as soon as you broke down the door. The bed was blocked by the bathroom wall, so you couldn't see it from the doorway. How did you know it was her inside?"
The abbot looked at him with a puzzled expression. He hadn't thought about it much in his anger earlier, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed a bit strange. He had been standing in front and only saw it after he came in.
“Wait a minute, where I am standing is…” Wen Luo thought of a key word and pointed at Luo Shimiao, saying, “You said she’s your sister?”
"Otherwise what? What did you think it was?"
He lowered his head, not daring to look into Luo Ruilin's eyes, and stammered, "I...I didn't know she...she's your sister. It's all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."
Luo Ruilin was about to speak when she was interrupted by the sound of the bathroom flushing, followed by a man's angry shout.
"Damn it, I was just going to the bathroom and my daughter got bullied." Luo Jingyuan opened the door and stormed out.
"Who the hell said that you go to the eighteen levels of hell after you die?"
Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to Wen Luo.
Luo Jingyuan put his hands on his hips, followed everyone's gaze, looked them up and down, and said, "You're like a bat rubbing chicken feathers on its body, what kind of bird are you?"
"Everyone says that monks are compassionate, but I think you have sores on your head and pus under your feet, you're utterly rotten!"
The abbot stared at him blankly, his eyes filled with disbelief. Was this... still the Luo Jingyuan he knew?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wenlu apologized while looking behind him, as if searching for something.
Luo Shimiao had been observing him, and seeing his flustered appearance, she immediately stood up from the bed. Her gaze swept across the crowd, and she saw two people quietly slipping to the door.
"Since you're here, you can stay and see everything before you leave. Don't you think so, Professor Bai?"
The two figures froze, then slowly turned around.
Luo Shimiao raised an eyebrow when she saw the man beside her: "If I remember correctly, you're her paparazzi. What are you doing here?"
Huang Jie put his right hand behind his back, trying his best to remain calm, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.
“I just happened to be passing by and saw so many people here, so I thought I’d come up and see what happened.”
"Is Teacher Bai just passing by?"
Bai Yunqing said without changing his expression, "Pretty much. My face was so itchy I couldn't sleep, so I went out into the corridor for some fresh air. I'm very curious, and when I saw the abbot leading people upstairs, I couldn't resist following him."
As she spoke, Huang Jie put his other hand behind his back, as if trying to reach in and turn off the live stream.
He is now very annoyed, hiding his phone in his sleeve; if he had it on his chest, he could have turned it off at any time.
Luo Shimiao ignored Bai Yunqing and focused her attention on Huang Jie: "Brother photographer, are you scratching your butt, or are you hiding something in your hand that you're afraid to show?"
"I got ringworm on my butt, it's so itchy I couldn't resist." Huang Jie scratched his butt a few times exaggeratedly: "I can't take it anymore, I need to go back and apply some medicine." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Luo Jingyuan, who was closest to him, rushed forward, grabbed him by the back of his collar, pulled him back, and pressed him against the wall.
"Let me go, or I'll call the police!" Huang Jie's face was distorted from being squeezed against the wall.
"You came up here just to watch the show, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Did you do something wrong?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Bai Yunqing saw him pinned firmly against the wall, not daring to move an inch, fearing that he would be next.
Seeing that he was bound, Luo Shimiao did not forget to hide his right hand, which strengthened her suspicions.
I got out of bed, walked over, grabbed his right arm and pulled it out. I saw the camera hidden under the hole and a smile crept onto my face.
"Brother, you're really funny. Even when you're here to join in the fun, you don't forget your job." He stuck his finger into the hole and, with a little force, tore open a large gash in the hole, about the size of his index finger.
Luo Shimiao tore the phone off his clothes, looked at the double-sided tape on the phone case, and said, "You're pretty good at this."
Ye Shujun asked, "What is this?"
"Mom, he stole..." She turned her phone around, and what came into view were a series of bullet comments and messages.
This is so damn dramatic! Turns out, TV dramas are based on real life.
[Who would have thought it would end like an O.H. Henry!]
So the blogger doing the live stream is part of the production team? That's a lot of information.
【Aaaaaaah! I'm going crazy! Luo Shimiao is my idol's daughter! Why, why, why! In my imagination, her daughter should be an elegant, quiet, and well-mannered young lady from a prestigious family. This damn contrast is killing me!】
"Wow, this is incredible! Her mother is at the very top of the art world, and her father is the CEO of Starry Sky Group, one of the top three conglomerates in the world. She's a true heiress; if she can't make it in the entertainment industry, she'll have to go home and inherit the family business."
This family is incredibly good-looking; they should have more children with such great genes.
[Thinking back to some marketing accounts that claimed Luo Shimiao was about to become a phoenix by marrying Gu Nian, little did they know they were a perfect match.]
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