Lou Tingsi's ho had a dedicated entertainnt room.
It was equipped with a projector, a pool table, and a variety of board gas and gaming consoles.
The space was large and not crowded, making it feel like it could comfortably accommodate over twenty people.
Pei Youchuan was utterly impressed, praising it nonstop ever since they entered: "Lou Tingsi, I never expected your ho to be so cozy, and you even have an entertainnt room?"
Lou Tingsi smiled warmly: "I'm glad you like it. Normally, no one cos here to play, and I only have my staff maintain it for those rare occasions when it might be needed. I didn’t think it would actually co in handy one day."
Pei Mu and Pei Ci approached the pool table, picking up the cues: "Let's just play pool. Need two more to start a ga!"
Pei Fengnong appeared out of nowhere, passing by the two of them, and said in a low voice: "Qiao Chuchu wants to watch a movie. Are you two really going to play pool?"
Pei Mu and Pei Ci were reminded and imdiately put down their cues: "Right, we forgot."
Qiao Chuchu was busy selecting a movie, and she turned to them with a smile: "I don’t mind. As long as we’re all together, I’m fine with whatever we do. Even if it’s work, I’m perfectly okay with it. I’m really not picky."
【If I’m too pushy, they might start getting suspicious.】
【It’s better to let them do their own thing.】
Weisheng Wenzhan sat on the sofa, opening his laptop: "Then I'll get so work done."
Qiao Chuchu looked at him in surprise: "Aren't you bothered by the noise? If it bothers you, you can leave here."
"I’m not bothered," Weisheng Wenzhan replied coolly, his sharp eyes visible behind his fraless glasses: "I promised you I’d stay, so I’ll be here."
Qiao Chuchu was taken aback, sowhat surprised.
【I didn’t expect Weisheng Wenzhan to be so tolerant. I thought he’d be the temperantal type who can’t stand his friends being loud.】
Weisheng Wenzhan: "……?"
Weisheng Lin suppressed a laugh and whispered to him: "Brother, what kind of impression did you leave with her? Do you co off as really bad-tempered?"
Weisheng Wenzhan gave him a cold look: "Mind your own business."
Weisheng Lin quickly got up and left.
Biehe, with a Buddhist rosary wrapped around his pale fingers, gestured at Weisheng Huailing, motioning to "take care of Rayla."
Weisheng Huailing understood and, glancing at Qiao Chuchu, who was facing away from him, silently exited the entertainnt room.
The n watched Weisheng Huailing leave with sidelong glances and felt a bit more at ease.
Lou Tingsi had already dispatched his n to keep an eye on Rayla, so with Weisheng Huailing taking care of the matter, it seed doubly secure. Rayla wouldn’t have a chance to cause trouble again.
Once Rayla disappeared, the situation would naturally turn for the better, and there would be no need for excessive precautions.
Qiao Chuchu looked up: "Hey, where’s Weisheng Huailing?"
Biehe quickly replied: "He went to the bathroom."
Qiao Chuchu nodded and walked out.
They: "?"
Ying Chen was astonished: "What’s she doing?!"
Pei Buxian quickly opened the door and peeked out.
Pei Mu and Pei Ci followed closely behind.
Lou Tingsi couldn’t help but also peek out.
Head after head erged behind Pei Buxian, as they watched Qiao Chuchu run toward Weisheng Huailing and gently tapped his shoulder.
Weisheng Huailing turned around, seeing Qiao Chuchu, and his eyes widened in surprise.
Qiao Chuchu signed to him: "There’s a bathroom in the entertainnt room. Why did you co downstairs to use the restroom?"
Weisheng Huailing was montarily speechless, glancing at the entertainnt room.
Several heads were sticking out, intently watching them.
It looked like a group of peacocks displaying their feathers.
Weisheng Huailing suddenly felt a bit nervous, looking into Qiao Chuchu’s wet eyes, unsure of how to respond.
Qiao Chuchu waited for a bit too long and couldn’t help but frown.
【Does Weisheng Huailing have sothing to do?】
【Is he not comfortable being with us?】
【If that’s the case, I won’t force it. I’ll just let him do as he pleases.】
Weisheng Huailing’s heart skipped a beat.
Was Qiao Chuchu thinking he disliked her?!
He imdiately shook his head: "I forgot there’s a bathroom here! Let’s go back!"
Pei Buxian couldn’t understand: "What are they talking about?"
Lou Tingsi frowned: "Qiao Chuchu told him there’s a bathroom here, but he went downstairs for so reason. Weisheng Huailing said he didn’t know, so they’re coming back."
Pei Buxian’s face changed, and he quickly pulled back!
Pei Mu and Pei Ci followed suit!
The few of them banged their heads together, quickly covering their heads in pain but not daring to make a sound, and staggered apart.
Weisheng Wenzhan, who had witnessed everything from the sofa, had a hard expression on his face: "……"
Pei Yuan: "……"
Pei Che: "I think they’ll manage to hurt themselves without any help."
Weisheng Biehe nodded: "Agreed."
On the other side, Qiao Chuchu reached the door and motioned for Weisheng Huailing to go in.
Weisheng Huailing smiled, looking like a cheerful Poranian: "Aren’t you coming in?"
She smiled and shook her head: "You guys go ahead. I have sothing to do, and it’ll only take three minutes."
Weisheng Huailing was stunned and wanted to go out to accompany her, but Qiao Chuchu closed the door directly.
She looked at Song Yu, who was stationed in the corridor: "Can you help with sothing? But please don’t tell Lou Tingsi."
Song Yu was puzzled: "What is it?"
Qiao Chuchu tiptoed, whispering into her ear: "Soone’s trying to kill , and I want to turn the tables on her."
Song Yu: "?!"
Qiao Chuchu pressed her hand against Song Yu’s shoulder, continuing: "Not only will she kill , but she’ll also target my brother, and possibly Lou Tingsi. She’s indiscriminate in her attacks, but mainly targeting and my brother."
Song Yu’s expression shifted, lowering her voice: "In that case, shouldn’t you tell the boss? Why don’t you tell him?"
"I don’t want them to know. They’ll ask why," Qiao Chuchu said urgently: "I know soone’s coming to kill , but the reason why I know this, I can’t say."
Song Yu didn’t ask further, though she was puzzled, and replied without hesitation: "I owe you my life, so I can help you. But I’m under the boss’s command. If he finds out and asks , I’ll have to tell him."
"I won’t let them find out," Qiao Chuchu was certain: "As long as you help , I’m sure they won’t find out!"
Lou Tingsi was eavesdropping at the door, trying to catch their conversation.
Pei Youchuan was doing the sa, muttering quietly: "Why is the soundproofing so good? I can’t hear a thing."
Suddenly, Lou Tingsi’s phone rang.
He picked up, and after hearing what the other person said, his expression changed: "What? Are you idiots?! How could you lose her?!"
Everyone turned to look at him.
Lou Tingsi hung up the phone in frustration and snapped: "Rayla's out, my people were already waiting there, but they lost her. She's disappeared. I sent my best squad, people who've never ssed up before."
Pei Yuan wasn’t surprised: "Even if you sent a hundred people, if Rayla’s ant to show up here, she’ll still make it."
Lou Tingsi understood the logic but still felt irritated: "I’ve already had people stationed nearby. Song Yu doesn’t know, and Qiao Chuchu doesn’t know either. I just don’t want anything to go wrong."
Outside the corridor, Song Yu quickly found Rayla’s profile and handed it to Qiao Chuchu: "Rayla is a retired female soldier with outstanding military records, so she’s probably very skilled."
After saying that, Song Yu hesitated: "Are you sure you can handle her on your own? Don’t you want to help?"
Qiao Chuchu studied Rayla’s profile carefully: "No need. The enemy is out in the open, while we’re in the dark. I’ll ambush her, and when we et, I’ll just shoot without any nonsense."
Song Yu: "That makes sense, actually."
Qiao Chuchu said: "You stay behind , and also, give your account details. I’ll transfer you so money, and you can help buy sothing."
Song Yu quickly gave her the account details.
Qiao Chuchu transferred her a million dollars.
Song Yu: "What do you need to buy with a million dollars?"
Qiao Chuchu earnestly asked her: "Go buy fifteen Montblanc pens, around five thousand each, in black or white, no duplicates, not too flashy, and give them to ."
Song Yu was shocked: "Fifteen pens? Are you sure?"
Qiao Chuchu counted on her fingers: "My brother needs seven, the Weisheng family needs four, Lou Tingsi’s family needs two, Lin Shen needs one, and Ying Chen needs one."
As for Lin Qing and Yu Can, she wouldn’t buy pens. She planned to order two croc-leather handbags, as those would suit the two sisters better.
With that, Qiao Chuchu confird: "So fifteen pens, that’s the right number."
After all, they had given her gifts, so this was her polite way of returning the favor.
Song Yu mumbled in a daze, "Wow, this is the downside of having too many handso guys around—spending so much money just to give gifts."
Qiao Chuchu didn't catch what she said. "What?"
"Never mind," Song Yu said awkwardly, forcing a laugh. She hesitated for a mont and then asked, "But even if each pen costs 50,000, 15 pens would only cost 750,000. Why did you give a million?"
Qiao Chuchu patted her shoulder. "The rest is for you. Consider it your fee for the hard work. You can also pass it on to your subordinates. Whoever helps you run errands, just give them a red envelope. The money is yours to manage."
Song Yu: "?"
How generous?!
Qiao Chuchu turned to leave, but Song Yu grabbed her wrist.
Qiao Chuchu looked back, puzzled.
Song Yu’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at her. "Miss Qiao, you've saved my life before. I won't take this tip. No need to be so formal between us. The leftover money will be transferred back to you. But I still have to say this to you—I'm totally up for it!!!"
Qiao Chuchu: "???"
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