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The phone in Bao's hand kept vibrating. At this midnight hour, who could it be? Shen Qingyou suppressed her chaotic emotions, took out her phone, and saw it was Li Luo. She hung up angrily, but it continued to ring. After hanging up again, a text message came through: "Woman, if you don't answer the phone, tomorrow you can forget about me going to Set!"
After reading the message, Shen Qingyou's first thought was that this ancestor was playing tricks again. She held her phone in her hand and waited for a while, but the phone remained silent, so she ignored him! Putting her phone away, she took a few steps when the phone rang again. As soon as she answered, Li Luo's wolf-like howl came through: "Shen Qingyou, where the hell are you? Hurry back here!"
Back? Before Shen Qingyou could ask where he wanted her to go back to, the call was already disconnected. However, the noise on the line was quite loud; she couldn't be bothered with him anyway since it was after work hours!
She wasn't sold to him; she couldn't be on call for this ancestor twenty-four hours a day!
A gust of night wind blew by, slightly chilly. Shen Qingyou wrapped her trench coat tighter around herself. The branches danced gracefully in the breeze, casting mottled shadows like ghosts. The night at Lakeside Park was quiet and peaceful. Looking at the shimmering lake surface, Shen Qingyou felt much lighter in spirit. Ever since she made that promise with Qing Cang, she had fallen in love with coming here occasionally. Perhaps in her heart, she was also fantasizing about not having to wait three years and one day unexpectedly meeting Qing Cang here?
A faint smile appeared on her lips as the orange streetlights stretched her shadow long and lonely.
At this moment, most of the residents in this building should be asleep. Why were all the houses lit up today?
"Li Luo, Li Luo, Li Luo..."
What is this rising wave of voices?
Li Luo? When this name reached Shen Qingyou's ears, her expression suddenly darkened. She hurried up the stairs and indeed found a crowd gathered at her door—old men and women leaning on canes, some heavily made-up women, and even some clients surrounding Li Luo tightly.
"Li Luo, I really like you! Can you sign something for me?"
A seductive woman with dyed red hair practically pressed her body against Li Luo's, her enchanting eyes seeming to want to devour him whole. In front of everyone, she shamelessly stuck out her rear and pointed at it: "Luo, just sign this for me!"
"You shameless hussy! Get away from him! Luo Luo, do you know how much I like you? Every night I hug your photo to sleep! Because of this, my husband is about to divorce me! Luo Luo, I really like you!"
An old woman with a face full of wrinkles excitedly dropped her dentures on the ground while grabbing Li Luo's hand and putting it near her mouth for a wild bite (wait, how could she bite without teeth?). Saliva splattered all over Li Luo's hand.
"Luo!"
"Luo Luo!"
"My Luo Luo!"
The various nauseating voices made Shen Qingyou break out in goosebumps as she struggled to push through the crowd. However, those elderly women who usually could barely stand seemed like an unmovable wall now; no matter how hard she tried to pry them apart. "Everyone, what are you doing blocking my door?"
Shen Qingyou shouted from outside the crowd. Immediately, everyone fell silent. She angrily pointed at Li Luo: "You! Which planet did you come from? Get away from here; this is my home!"
"Who is this woman? Did she just come from the countryside?"
"From Mars?"
"Look at her, she seems so out of place, she doesn't even recognize Luo Luo!"
"She must have come from ancient times!"
These old ladies really have rich imaginations! However, I must admire their extensive knowledge; they not only know about Mars but also about time travel. Shen Qingyou twitched her mouth and walked to the door amidst the puzzled gazes of everyone. She inserted the key into the lock, turned it, and the door opened. Then, in a flash, she pulled Li Luo inside.
"Oh no, my Luo Luo, what if that rude woman assaults her!"
"Call the police, call the police, hurry up and call the police!"
Finally escaping from the clutches of danger, Li Luo shrugged innocently at Shen Qingyou and said, "You handle it!" Then she plopped down on the sofa and leisurely turned on the TV.
Shen Qingyou glared angrily at Li Luo before opening the door. Outside were pairs of eyes glaring with hostility.
"You devil, let Luo Luo out quickly, or we'll break down the door!"
One particularly agitated old lady wearing reading glasses waved her cane at Shen Qingyou in a threatening manner.
"Everyone, everyone, please listen to me! I am Li Luo's assistant; here is my business card!"
Through the security door, Shen Qingyou handed out her business cards to everyone. "It's too late now; can you all go home and rest? When it's light out, I'll deliver Li Luo's signed photos to each of your homes. Does that sound good?"
"Shen Qingyou?"
The crowd murmured the name on the business card in the dim light of the hallway: "You won't trick us, will you?"
"Of course not! I live right here. If I don't deliver them to you all, you can come find me again. It's too late now; Li Luo needs to rest. Otherwise, she won't be able to take any handsome photos tomorrow. What about you all?"
Just when Shen Qingyou felt like her throat was about to smoke from talking so much, everyone finally went home. However, before leaving, they reminded Shen Qingyou: "You must deliver them by six tomorrow morning!"
"I will, I will!"
"I will, I will!"
“Bang!”
Shen Qingyou angrily slammed a pile of photos in front of Li Luo and threw a pen at him: “You, quickly give me your signature!”
“I won’t sign!”
“How dare you!”
“Why wouldn’t I? You promised them, I didn’t promise them anything. You figure it out yourself!”
Li Luo said this while casually lying down on the sofa, clearly exhausted from all the fuss: “I’m tired, I need to take a nap. Good night!”
With that, he turned his face away and soon began to breathe evenly. Shen Qingyou looked at the pen in her hand, speechless. After thinking for a moment, she took a frying pan from the kitchen, aimed it at Li Luo's backside, and swung it down hard...
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