Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Luo Qianyu felt a warmth in her heart.

He did not refute it further.

She obediently let him lead her.

The two were surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards in black.

I stepped into the elevator.

Direct access to the underground parking lot.

There.

A black, extended Rolls-Royce was already parked.

The license plate number is the famous "京A88888".

Luo Tianxiong's car.

Her aura was fully unleashed.

"Get in the car."

Xu Qing opened the car door.

He helped Luo Qianyu sit inside.

Just as he was about to get on the bus.

Sudden.

A sharp sound came from behind the pillar.

"Xu Qing!"

"Don't rush off!"

"Shall we talk?"

Xu Qing paused for a moment.

He turned his head away.

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and sporting a mustache walked out.

He was holding a miniature camera.

He had a lewd grin on his face.

It was that so-called online influencer.

A professional hater leader.

"The Skin-Peeling King".

Several bodyguards immediately surrounded them.

They wanted to get rid of him.

But the skin-peeling king remained completely unfazed.

He held up several photos in his hand.

It swayed in the air.

"Don't get rough."

"If you get violent, I'll post these photos."

"At that time."

"Our beloved, deeply affectionate god's persona."

"It's about to collapse."

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes.

He gestured for the bodyguards to step back.

He walked up to the skin-peeling king.

Looking down at him.

His eyes were as cold as ice.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Peeling King chuckled.

He handed the photo to Xu Qing.

The photo is a bit blurry.

It was taken secretly at the entrance of the ward.

In the picture.

A woman in a nurse's uniform is taking off her mask.

Although only a side profile is shown.

But that outline.

Anyone who is even slightly familiar with Luo Qianyu.

They can all be recognized at a glance.

Especially those iconic peach blossom eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Who is this?"

"I heard that Master Xu remained celibate for the sake of his deceased wife."

"Why are you hospitalized for several days?"

"So you got involved with a nurse?"

"And this little nurse."

"She looks a bit like Empress Luo."

"you say."

"If this photo were posted online..."

What will people think?

"Do you think you're writing stand-in fiction?"

"I still feel..."

"Was this an elaborate scam?"

Peeling King's voice was very low.

It exudes a nauseating greed.

Luo Qianyu, who was in the car, overheard the conversation.

His face turned deathly pale instantly.

The thing she fears most.

It still happened.

If the photos are leaked.

Xu Qing will be cursed to death.

He would be called a hypocritical scumbag.

They are exploiting the dead.

He was picking up girls at the hospital.

Her hands gripped the leather seat tightly.

I almost broke my fingernails.

She wanted to rush down.

Snatch the photos.

They would not hesitate to expose themselves.

But she knew.

That would only make things worse.

Xu Qing looked at the photo.

His face was expressionless.

There wasn't even a hint of panic.

He laughed suddenly.

His smile was even more sinister than that of the Skin-Peeling King.

"How much?"

he asks.

Peeling King's eyes lit up.

They thought the fish had taken the bait.

Extend five fingers.

Five million.

Not a single point less.

"I paid."

"The negatives are yours."

"I'll disappear right now."

Xu Qing nodded.

Five million.

"Not expensive."

He put his hand into his pocket.

It's like taking out a check.

The smile on the face of the Skin-Peeling King grew even wider.

however.

next second.

What Xu Qing pulled out was not a check.

It's a mobile phone.

He did it in front of the Skin-Peeling King.

I dialed a phone number.

And it was on speakerphone.

The call was answered quickly.

Luo Tianxiong's majestic voice rang out.

"Feed?"

"Little Xu."

"Have you picked them up yet?"

Xu Qing said into the phone:

"dad."

"Someone has a photo of the small fish."

"I want five million."

"They're going to expose me too."

"What do you suggest we do?"

That "Dad".

It sounds so natural and catchy.

Luo Qianyu, who was in the car, was stunned.

Luo Tianxiong on the other end of the phone was also stunned for a moment.

He then burst into wild laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Good lad!"

"That was a good call of 'Dad'!"

"rest assured."

"Five million?"

"I'll give him 500 million!"

"Ghost money!"

"Old Zhang!"

"Tell the legal department."

"There's a guy called Skinning King."

"Suspected of extortion."

"A huge amount."

"Let him rot in jail!"

"in addition."

"Send men to smash all his equipment!"

"What if even one photo gets leaked?"

"I'll make him disappear from the face of the earth!"

beep.

The phone hangs up.

The smile on the face of the Skin-Peeling King froze.

It turned into terror.

He looked at Xu Qing.

It's like looking at a madman.

"Who...who are you calling 'Dad'?"

"That's...Luo, the richest man?"

Xu Qing put away her phone.

He patted the skin-peeling king on the shoulder.

It was like brushing dust off him.

"actually."

"This photo."

"You can send it."

"real."

"I don't mind."

"Because she really is my girlfriend."

"What's wrong?"

"I was being intimate with my girlfriend."

Is it illegal?

Done.

Xu Qing didn't look at him again.

He turned around and got into the car.

The car door closed.

The Rolls-Royce emitted a deep roar.

Go ahead and go.

Leaving behind a stunned Peeler King.

And a group of bodyguards in black who surrounded them.

That was the Luo family's private guard.

In his eyes.

It was filled with murderous intent.

in the car.

Luo Qianyu looked at Xu Qing.

It felt like I was meeting him for the first time.

"What you just did..."

"What did you call me Dad?"

Xu Qing leaned back in her chair.

With eyes closed.

A roguish smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"What's wrong?"

"Let's do a rehearsal beforehand."

"Is that not allowed?"

"You'll have to call it sooner or later anyway."

Luo Qianyu blushed.

He spat.

"shameless."

But the hand.

But she quietly took his hand.

Their fingers were intertwined.

Dark clouds outside the window.

They seem to have spread out a bit.

The Rolls-Royce drove smoothly into Genting Highlands.

The car door opened.

Xu Qing got off the bus carrying the worn-out violin case.

Luo Qianyu was still wearing a hat and mask, following behind him like a wronged little wife.

Old Zhang, the manor's butler, was already waiting with two rows of servants.

"Welcome home, son-in-law!"

Old Zhang's shout was full of energy.

Two rows of servants bowed in unison.

"Welcome, son-in-law!"

This scene.

It was even more grand than a visit to China by the heads of state of some small countries.

Xu Qing's lips twitched.

He turned his head and glanced at Luo Qianyu beside him.

"Did you arrange this?"

Luo Qianyu pulled her hat brim down even lower.

"It wasn't me."

"It's my dad."

At this moment, Luo Tianxiong climbed out of the car.

He was the imposing tycoon he was in the car just now.

The moment his feet touched the ground, his face immediately changed to a smile.

"Little Xu."

Don't be shy.

"From now on, this will feel just like my own home."

"Just tell Lao Zhang what you need or what's missing."

Xu Qing nodded.

"Thank you, Uncle Luo."

Luo Tianxiong's smile froze for a moment.

"Just now on the phone..."

"Didn't you call me 'Dad' quite naturally?"

"Why do you look like an uncle all of a sudden?"

Xu Qing lifted the violin case up a little.

"That's necessary for work."

"You'll have to pay more."