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Chapter 103 Come to Macau, Don't Wear Makeup

Apart from Sister Zhang and Sister Lin, whom he had met before, Li Mu had never seen anyone else in this room.

Logically, he should have greeted her, but Sister Zhang's words saved him the trouble: "Let me tell you, this is Li Mu, the Li I'm talking about. The one at the 9/11 scene—many of the photos you see now of the crime scene were taken by him. Li, let me introduce you, you can call this Brother Chen—"

Without any further introductions, she took the initiative to introduce everyone to Li Mu.

When these people heard about Li Mu's experience, they all looked curious.

So, even though they had just met, Li Mu became the focus of the conversation.

When these people asked Li Mu about the situation at the scene, Li Mu gave a truthful account.

When they heard that Li Mu had watched helplessly as several people fell from the sky, they all showed a look of sympathy on their faces.

It's not that people have much sympathy for each other—it's purely out of a sense of lament.

This also applies to Li Mu, who was also speaking out.

He didn't know the people from 9/11, and he even understood the saying, "Those who are not of our kind will surely have different intentions." But a disaster is a disaster, an attack is an attack, even in a foreign land. When you put yourself in their shoes and think about what kind of despair would drive these people to fall from such a height—no one can help but feel a pang of pity.

Even if you can't empathize.

After chatting for a while, the waiters started serving dishes and pouring drinks. Finally, Sister Zhang raised her glass: "Alright, let's not talk about these things anymore. We only got together today to get Bieyan drunk. Come on, Bieyan, you set the tone, okay?"

Bie Yan grinned, looking at the full glass of whiskey in his cup.

Amidst Li Muna's twitching lips, he rose and downed the drink in one gulp.

The crowd cheered, and the banquet began.

Li Mu was still the invisible one at this meal.

He didn't even give Bie Yan the right to drink, and could only watch helplessly as Brother Bie drank one cup after another, and soon his face turned red.

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By the time the meal ended around 3 p.m., he was already unconscious.

Li Mu half-supported and half-carried her into the Mercedes-Benz with Macau license plates that Sister Zhang was sitting in.

Sister Zhang — she really has a huge capacity for alcohol. Despite drinking so much, she didn't seem to feel anything except for her face turning a little red. She kept saying she wanted to go play cards.

The others echoed their agreement, and the several cars headed towards the Lisboa Hotel together.

As a nobody, Li Mu didn't drink much today, at most he felt a little bit drunk, so it didn't affect the "sensitivity" of his hands.

Upon arriving at the Lisboa Hotel, Sister Zhang instructed, "Xiao Li, remember to come find us after you take him home. Write down my phone number and contact me later."

Li Mu was taken aback, then quickly nodded: "Okay, Sister Zhang, please go ahead."

After writing down the phone number, he grabbed the room key from Brother Bie, whose legs were trembling, and headed straight for the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, Bie Yan "woke up".

Leaning against the elevator handrail, she complained to Li Mu, "Damn, this is going to kill me!"

"—Brother Bie, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, just really dizzy."

Panting, Bie Yan asked, "How about you? Are you alright? Can you still play?"

Li Mu knew what he was asking and nodded: "It shouldn't have any effect. I didn't drink much, less than half a jin—and the whiskey tasted alright, not very intoxicating."

Bie Yan rolled her eyes: "Nonsense, it would be a miracle if you got drunk from those few drinks. How about we switch?"

"hey-hey."

"Hiccup—Don't worry about me for a bit, I need to sleep. Go play with them—"

At this point, Bie Yan paused, then added, "Winning or losing doesn't matter, as long as she's happy. She's had quite a bit to drink today, so just be mindful of the limits and go along with her."

"I think Sister Zhang seems to be fine."

"That's about enough."

As they were talking, the elevator arrived at the floor.

Li Mu, supporting himself as he stumbled along, finally found the room. After opening the door, Bie Yan rushed straight to the bathroom.

The sound of vomiting could be heard.

Li Mu quickly went to take care of him, and after the older brother could no longer vomit, he helped him to bed.

Bie Yan, panting heavily, waved her hand and said, "I'm going to sleep. Don't worry about me, you can go."

"it is good."

Although he agreed, Li Mu still put the trash can next to the bed and opened a bottle of water for him.

In just that short time, the older brother was already snoring.

It seems they really drank enough.

Li Mu left the room and dialed Sister Zhang's number: "Hello, Sister Zhang, where are you?"

moment.

"Xiao Li, how's it going with Fan Yongbing?"

"————?"

"?"

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"???"

Li Mu, who was dealing the cards, suddenly jerked his hand and dealt the wrong card.

But winning or losing a game doesn't matter; the main thing is that everyone's eyes are on Li Mu.

"Fan Taobing? Jin Suo? Does Xiao Li know them?"

The woman, whom I just met today and have to call "Sister Ding," revealed a gossipy look.

"Hehe, that's right. They don't just know each other, these two also—"

With her cheeks flushed, Sister Zhang giggled and clenched her fists, repeatedly raising, bending, and raising her thumbs.

The action of bending.

Instantly, Ding Jie's eyes blazed with gossip: "Wow, really?"

"Then you'll have to ask Xiao Li, hahahaha————"

As she spoke, Sister Zhang quickly glanced at the two cards in her hand, then tossed a chip onto the table: "Five thousand!"

"Xiao Li and she are dating? How did you two meet? — Oh right, Xiao Li is a reporter."

Without Li Mu needing to explain, Sister Ding herself made everything seem reasonable in her mind.

Before Li Mu could speak, Sister Zhang asked, "I didn't know you were a fan of celebrities?"

"I wouldn't call myself a fan, but I really enjoy watching her dramas. Speaking of which—Xiao Li, what's her next project?"

"Well----"

Li Mu, who had just flipped over three cards, paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't know about the show she's going to be in, but she's currently filming 'Give Me a Mother,' a script from Guangdong TV. Filming will start in a few days."

After Li Mu finished speaking, Sister Zhang said with a grin, "She didn't take the job just for you, did she? Filming while being with you? Hahaha~"

Before anyone could respond, Sister Ding, standing nearby, asked curiously, "Is it a period drama or a modern drama?"

"The modern drama will be filmed here in Guangzhou."

"See, see, I told you so—?"

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and looked at Li Mu with a gossipy expression: "Is she in Guangzhou right now?"

"Well----"

To be honest, Li Mu had a bad feeling, but he still nodded: "Yes, I'm in Guangzhou right now."

"Oh?"

Instantly, Sister Zhang's eyes lit up.

He glanced at Li Mu, then at Sister Ding, and casually discarded the cards in his hand.

Then he turned to Sister Ding and said, "Why don't we call her over so you can get to know her?"

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Li Mu's lips twitched.

But after hearing this, Sister Ding immediately looked at Li Mu and asked, "Is this... convenient?"

Li Mu actually wanted to say that it was inconvenient.

Why did you call her here?

What else can it do?

Besides—we are completely innocent.

Can we please stop jumping to conclusions?

But just as he was about to refuse, he remembered what Brother Bie had just told him: Just go along with her wishes.

Following Sister Ding's intrigued gaze, Li Mu smiled and said, "It's definitely convenient, but I don't know if she has a Hong Kong and Macau travel pass—shall I give her a call and ask?"

"Why don't you ask her, Xiao Li? I've never actually seen what she looks like either."

When Sister Zhang said those words, Li Mu knew that he had to make that call no matter what.

then----

"I thought it would be heavy, but I didn't expect it to be so light."

"I didn't expect that either."

Upon hearing her assistant's words, Fan Taobing also grabbed the newly strung tennis racket and tried it out.

I used to think that tennis rackets must be incredibly heavy when I watched tennis matches on TV, but when I came to buy one, I heard the sales assistant explain that tennis rackets are actually quite light.

For example, the one she has in her hand weighs only a little over 200 grams.

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It's not even worth a bottle of mineral water.

As she was thinking, the phone suddenly rang.

Upon picking it up, a smile flashed in Fan Bing's eyes, and she immediately answered the phone: "Hello, Brother Li."

"Hmm—where are you?"

Li Mu didn't call her "Fan Ye" (Master Fan), but Fan Bing didn't mind and laughed, "I'm buying a tennis racket, I just bought a Wilson one."

"Hmm—do you have any other plans for today?"

"No, what's wrong? Didn't you go to Macau?"

"Yes—did you bring your Hong Kong and Macau travel permit?"

On the other end of the phone, meeting the curious gazes of his two older sisters, Li Mu asked, then added, forcing himself to remain silent, "Want to come to Macau for fun?"

"----ah?"

Fan Taobing was taken aback.

Going to Macau?

He asked me to go to Macau?

Instinctively, she asked, "What are we going over there for?"

"Come and have some fun. Me and Brother Bie are both here."

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Fan Taobing's eyes narrowed instantly.

My brain started spinning rapidly.

Something's not right about that.

"Come visit" is an invitation.

However, if Brother Li wanted to invite her to visit Macau, she wouldn't refuse if she had the time or wanted to go.

First, she had never been to Macau.

Secondly, when Brother Li invited her, she simply thought it was a straightforward invitation because she trusted his character.

Invitations between friends are perfectly normal.

But why add that last sentence?

I'm referring to Brother Li. Brother Bie is—the one who had an upset stomach during the last interview?

The reporter with great influence that Mr. Chen mentioned?

Her mind raced as she pondered.

It may seem slow, but it's actually quite fast.

"OK."

She agreed immediately.

Based on her understanding of Brother Li, she felt that he was definitely not the kind of person who spoke without reason.

Therefore, I must accept this invitation.

but----

"If I leave for Zhuhai now, I'll probably arrive somewhere late at night, right?"

"Hmm, no need. I'll send you an address; you can just go directly to Shawan Town. Oh, and remember to bring your Hong Kong and Macau travel permit; you'll be taking a helicopter."

Helicopter —?

Fan Linbing was even more puzzled.

Can you take a helicopter from Shawan Town? Can it fly directly to Macau?

This was the first time she had ever heard of it.

But this wasn't the time to think about that, so she decisively replied, "Okay."

"Okay, I'll hang up now. I'll send you the address."

"Uh-huh."

Beep beep, the call ended.

Just as Fan Bing asked her assistant to change the route to Shawan Town, she received a message.

Above is an address, and next to it, a sentence from Li Mu: "It was all in a rush. I'll explain when I get here. Don't put on makeup."

"it is good."

Fan Bingbing replied quickly, seemingly lost in thought.

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