Fei Lei had just turned red when she heard the words “Young Master Xia”, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Luo Yingbai denied it, with a slight curl of her lips: “Don’t think you can fool me with a few big words. My connections are not something you can imagine. Even if you have some acquaintance with Xia Xianning, his teacher Luo Zhao is also an acquaintance of mine. You can’t possibly be naive enough to think he would stand on your side, right? I advise you not to take yourself too seriously.”
Luo Yingbai said in surprise: “Oh? You know Director Luo?”
Fei Lei snorted when he addressed Luo Zhao by his position: “I know quite a bit, so don’t tell me you know him too.”
He said leisurely: “Luo Zhao is my father.”
Fei Lei: “…”
After a moment, she suddenly couldn’t help but burst out laughing: “Hahahahaha…”
Luo Yingbai looked at her in horror.
Fei Lei probably rarely laughed so uncontrollably in her life, but looking at Luo Yingbai’s serious and boastful appearance, she felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity rising from her heart, making her unable to control her urge to laugh.
“You, you’re saying Director Luo Zhao is your father? You’re telling me that the director of the National Special Investigation Bureau has a son who goes to be a Sherry teacher every day? Hahahahaha… You’re too adorable…”
Fei Lei was laughing so hard that tears came out, looking at Luo Yingbai’s self-assured attempt to deceive her, and then thinking of Luo Zhao’s serious face, she almost wanted to roll on the floor.
Luo Yingbai couldn’t help but roll his eyes. In the next second, the door of the box was pushed open forcefully, and Cheng Yin stumbled in, followed by another person.
Luo Yingbai: “Xian…”
Xia Xianning walked up to him, almost lifting Luo Yingbai from his seat and pulling him into a tight embrace.
Then, before Luo Yingbai could react, Xia Xianning pushed him away and said sternly: “Can’t you not scare me?”
Luo Yingbai staggered from the push, then was steadied by Xia Xianning. He grabbed Xia Xianning’s arm and, without thinking, apologized: “Don’t be angry, I was wrong.”
Then Luo Yingbai asked: “I… what did I do?”
Xia Xianning didn’t pull his arm away but instead wiped his face with his other hand and let out a breath.
Xia Xianning’s “senior brother sensor” was just too developed to be stopped.
He was having a meal with Luo Zhao and others when he went to the restroom midway. When he came out, he suddenly noticed a fleeting yin energy in the hotel. Xia Xianning immediately perceived that something was amiss.
He tried to find the source, but the aura was too weak, seeming to be a previous residue. Helplessly, he asked the manager to pull up the corridor surveillance footage. He immediately saw Luo Yingbai being dragged into a room by a woman.
Xia Xianning was instantly furious and rushed to that room, only to find nothing left by Luo Yingbai except a yellow charm. Instead, he saw Cheng Yin standing there shirtless.
So in the end, he came down bruised and battered.
Luo Yingbai’s focus was slightly off: “Yin energy? How? I didn’t sense it at all.”
After he finished speaking and Xia Xianning didn’t respond, Luo Yingbai looked up to see him standing with his arms crossed, frowning and glaring at him unhappily.
Luo Yingbai shook Xia Xianning’s shoulder and said: “Okay, okay, I was really wrong. I won’t do it again!”
Xia Xianning snorted, and Luo Yingbai started tickling him.
Xia Xianning finally broke, showing a fleeting smile before putting on a serious face again, grabbing his moving hand and sighing: “It’s not that I don’t want you to play, I’m begging you to be careful. As long as you’re okay, I’ve never stopped you from doing anything.”
Speaking in front of others, his true feelings inadvertently revealed, Luo Yingbai glanced at Xia Xianning. He felt his throat itchy, turned his head, and coughed dryly twice: “Got it.”
After speaking, he couldn’t help but laugh: “You little guy.”
Xia Xianning also curved his lips slightly, his eyes full of tenderness.
This interaction left Fei Lei and Cheng Yin stunned. Although Fei Lei had some distant family relationship with Xia Xianning, her impression was of a noble and aloof child, completely different from this… love-struck fool.
While she was still doubting whether this person who looked like Xia Xianning was real, Cheng Yin was already almost unable to stand.
He had just been scolded by Xia Xianning and was still in pain. Leaning weakly on the table, he was anxiously thinking about what to do.
He had long known that Xia Xianning and Luo Yingbai knew each other and seemed to have a good relationship, but he never expected to be caught like this, nor did he expect their “good relationship” to be this close.
Thinking of saving himself, he vaguely heard Xia Xianning say something like: “…Saying your identity earlier would have saved so much trouble.”
Then Luo Yingbai said in a tattling tone: “I just said my dad is Luo Zhao, and this woman made fun of me.”
Luo Zhao! Luo Zhao!!!
The name Luo Zhao had completely disrupted Cheng Yin’s thinking ability. His mind went blank. Fu Lei screamed: “Are you serious?”
Xia Xianning lightly laughed, pushed open the box room door and walked out, seemingly calling out “teacher.”
At this point, even if it were an act, it couldn’t be this realistic. If earlier, after being set up by Luo Yingbai, Fu Lei felt anger, now what occupied her emotions was an ungraspable fear.
She looked at Luo Yingbai, stammering: “That, that Sherry teacher…”
Someone walked in from outside, asking: “What Sherry teacher?”
Fu Lei suddenly turned her head, instantly widening her eyes, standing up from the table in panic, nervously fixing her hair: “Director Luo?”
Her hands kept trembling, her hair getting more disheveled – this was really Luo Zhao! A living Luo Zhao!
Just moments ago, Xia Xianning had sensed a gloomy atmosphere but was busy looking for Luo Yingbai. Hurriedly going upstairs, he quickly sent a message to Luo Zhao.
After Luo Zhao left, he hadn’t found anything unusual and was about to pass by the box room door when Xia Xian Ning called him in.
Fu Lei and Cheng Yin were completely stunned, looking at each other blankly, then hearing Luo Ying Bai call out “Dad.”
Hearing about it was one thing, but seeing it was another – this shock was unforgettable. Fu Lei and Cheng Yin were simultaneously dumbfounded.
Luo Zhao still didn’t know what was happening, nodded at his son and casually said: “Isn’t this little Fu? Long time no see.”
The moment Fu Lei heard Luo Ying Bai call him Dad, her entire brain went blank. She almost suspected the person standing before her was a hallucination after going crazy, but the cruel reality remained – no matter how many times she blinked, the person stood there perfectly fine, not disappearing into thin air.
Due to her relationship with Xia Jie, Luo Zhao had met her a few times and they were somewhat acquainted. Fu Lei took a deep breath, trembling: “Director Luo, Young Master Xia.”
Luo Zhao found her reaction strange, his first thought being that his kid had caused trouble again. He asked Fu Lei: “So you know my son? What were you laughing about just now?”
How could this be? How could Luo Ying Bai be Luo Zhao’s son? These father and son had absolutely no similarities!
Even if they shared a surname, who could connect an ordinary person around them to a national-level official?
Fu Lei’s heart was screaming, but she didn’t dare move, nervously thinking about what to do, breaking out in cold sweat.
Fortunately, Luo Ying Bai spoke first, seemingly not intending to complain, instead saying, “Nothing, I just told a joke.”
Luo Zhao, who had heard Fu Lei laughing earlier and now seeing her pale, suspected Luo Ying Bai had cursed her, asked: “What joke was so funny? Tell me.”
