Luo Mingbai was frustrated. He was the one who had marked Liao Zhong, so only he could handle this. Even if Xia Yanning came, it would be useless.
Luo Mingbai hesitated. A week here would be decades for Liao Zhong. But telling Liao De would only deepen his resentment towards Xie Hua, so Luo Mingbai decided not to mention it.
Liao De, although anxious, could only nod and repeatedly implore, “Thank you, Master, for your hard work. Please come next Monday without fail. Whatever compensation you ask for, I’ll agree without hesitation.”
Luo Yingbai casually grabbed a piece of paper and scrawled a bunch of wild cursive characters, handing it to Liao De: “The previous amount was enough. If Mr. Liao is willing, you can donate to these nursing homes.”
Liao De hurriedly said, “Of course… So, Master Luo, shall I pick you up next week?”
Luo Yingbai said: “No need. When it’s time to come, I’ll naturally come.”
Shortly after leaving the Liao family, he suddenly received a strange friend request.
After accepting, a WeChat contact named “Deep Water Stillness” sent two consecutive messages:
“Hello, Master Luo, I am Cheng Yin.”
“I still hope to make friends with you. I inquired about your WeChat, hoping Master Luo won’t mind.”
Luo Yingbai was in a bad mood and didn’t expect someone to actively seek him out. He looked at these messages and typed “No, I mind” in the chat box.
After hesitating, Luo Yingbai deleted it and changed to “Sure, pleased to formally meet you, Mr. Cheng.”
Success!
After seeing Luo Yingbai’s reply, Cheng Yin couldn’t help but curl his lips in a smile, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. That little police officer thought Luo Yingbai wouldn’t have a way to contact him, but such thinking was truly underestimating him. He had many tricks up his sleeve.
He quickly sent Luo Yingbai a smiley face, then put down his phone and picked up the guitar beside him to practice singing. After strumming a few times and just getting into the groove, the practice room door was suddenly kicked open with a “bang”.
Cheng Yin didn’t need to look up to know who it was, saying casually: “This isn’t home; it’s a company. Can’t you be more considerate?”
