Luo Huayin was very angry.
She had exhausted a lot of brain cells trying to capture the top-tier scumbag to fulfill her wish of becoming Li Qianfan's stepdaughter!
A top-tier scumbag.
Upon seeing a beauty of Huayin's caliber, shouldn't he have lunged forward like a dog seeing a bone, unable to control himself?
But ever since Li Nanfang met Huayin—
Not only did he not eagerly pounce on her, but he kept his distance; and when Huayin, gnashing her teeth, actively got close, he always managed to evade her; they had "run into each other" several times, yet not even a simple hand-hold had occurred.
This made Huayin secretly vigilant: "Is my skill at wooing men not good enough, or did Li Nanfang see through my intentions?"
Although she was as pure as a blank sheet of paper when it came to love, she wasn't stupid.
After her suspicion arose, she quickly realized that Li Nanfang hadn't detected her ill intentions; nor was he a virtuous recluse unmoved by beauty; rather, he was simply too embarrassed to make a move on her.
Luo Huayin finally felt relieved.
She continued her fishing plan—
Poor Huayin, who knew what possessed her to deliberately target a top-tier scumbag with ill intentions.
Even if Li the scumbag sold her out, she would happily help him count the money.
In any case, the confident Luo Huayin decided that on the evening of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, she would spend a pleasant night with Li Nanfang!
Li Nanfang had vaguely agreed.
And the result?
After Luo Huayin bathed and cleaned herself in a certain hotel, and came up with the most reasonable explanation (Little beauty, how do you have a tail? I specially bought it from somewhere at a high price for you. Don't men like this sort of thing?), she waited by the door for an entire night, but it never opened.
Who wouldn't be angry?
After sulking alone for two days, she asked Li Nanfang to meet her again at the "Noble Ladies" disco that afternoon.
But when she arrived at the disco in a huff and saw Li Nanfang, she realized Li Qianfan was also there.
"Are these two scumbags planning to gang up on me?"
Luo Huayin was stunned for a moment, and actually had this thought: "If that's the case, should I agree or refuse?"
Poor child—
Luo Huayin quickly adjusted her mindset, walked over gracefully in the high heels she had specially changed into for the night, and was about to greet Li Nanfang; when she pretended to be surprised, and quickly stared at Li Qianfan, asking breathlessly, "You, you are the son-in-law of the Su family, Mr. Qianfan, right?"
This performance by the little fox, I can give her 85 points.
Li Nanfang, pinching his chin with his left hand, thought so in his heart.
"It is I."
Li Qianfan looked at Luo Huayin, nodded, and asked, "How do you know me?"
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, when the Su family held their opening ceremony, Li Qianfan was so focused on important matters that he truly hadn't paid attention to the appearance of the more than ten servers Su Zui had transferred from the pharmaceutical factory, so it was normal that he didn't recognize Luo Huayin.
"I am Yin Luo, secretary to President Su of Guanyin Group. I served as a waiter there on the day the Su family opened their doors."
Luo Huayin introduced herself and proactively extended her small hand: "I truly didn't expect to see you tonight."
Li Qianfan then understood.
He stood up and shook Luo Huayin's hand lightly, then released it and glanced at the scumbag grandfather.
The meaning was self-evident: "You have the nerve to lay your hands on such a young girl. Even more absurdly, you want to introduce her to me! Just you wait, I'll definitely call those grandmothers at Emperor's Valley. Don't expect to silence me for less than three thousand yuan."
Understanding his eldest grandson's gaze, Li Nanfang was filled with frustration.
If it weren't for the desire to maintain his glorious image in front of the little beauty, he would have kicked him long ago: "You brat, you dare to threaten me! Do you want to rebel? Or do you think I've been too pious and don't hit people anymore?"
"Mr. Qianfan."
Luo Huayin looked at Li Qianfan and asked hesitantly, "You, you seem much older than you were on the sixth day."
No one likes to be told they are old to their face.
Especially when they actually are old—
Luo Huayin knew her remark was unwelcome, but she said it anyway, merely to create her image of an "ignorant" young girl.
Who would suspect that an ignorant young girl could be a terrifying monster?
It had to be said.
From this aspect, Luo Huayin was quite wise.
Li Qianfan didn't seem to mind and gave a wry smile: "It's not just 'seemingly,' I have indeed aged a lot."
"Mr. Qianfan, do you have something on your mind?"
Luo Huayin continued her act of being ignorant, casually inquiring about others' sorrows, and was about to sit down opposite him (to sit shoulder to shoulder with Li Nanfang).
However, Li Nanfang stood up in time: "Qianfan, please entertain Little Luo Luo for me. Heh heh, I suddenly remembered I have something to do. So, I'm off. Your expenses tonight are all on me."
Without waiting for Li Qianfan or Luo Huayin to react, Li Nanfang quickly left.
He had promised Zhuang Wujian that he would neither expose Luo Huayin's identity nor harm her.
But he hadn't promised Zhuang Wujian that he wouldn't take the opportunity to introduce his grandson to her when "Little Luo Luo" came knocking.
As for what would happen next after Li Qianfan and Luo Huayin "met," Li Nanfang disdained to care.
He only felt a sense of relief throughout his body for finally shaking off the little fox's entanglement.
"Dealing with this overconfident little chick who wants to woo this old man is truly tiring."
Li Nanfang muttered to himself, walked out of the "Noble Ladies" disco quickly, looked up at the starry sky, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Having shed the burden of someone he couldn't touch but who clung to him like sticky candy, Li Nanfang decided to devote his limited energy to important matters. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
One.
The primary task was to help Wu Jiang's daughter-in-law and Su Nanyin find the fifth president who might be lurking in Sijiu.
Two.
It was also urgent to personally teach Du Junlin a few moves and properly train the useless Qin Zhou and Gao Lingwang.
Three.
The key was how to ensure the stability of maritime transport!
Compared to the first two points, the third point was the most important.
"To ensure the stability of maritime transport, we must ensure Su Nanyin stays alive. But after learning that Qianfan had found a way to curb aging, and realizing her position in Qianfan's heart was even lower than that of that 'Pai Pai,' she has completely lost hope and only wants to peacefully await death."
Li Nanfang frowned slightly and got into the limited edition luxury car.
To be selfish for a moment—
Li Nanfang couldn't care less whether Su Nanyin lived or died!
As the saying goes, all men must die.
Moreover, Su Nanyin's survival was contingent on Li Qianfan being shackled and kneeling.
Although Li Nanfang was a scumbag himself, he truly didn't want his eldest grandson and Su Nanyin to have that kind of relationship.
However, the stability of maritime transport in the Eastern Land made Li Nanfang have to consider the matter from the perspective of overall interests.
"Perhaps it's time to find the old rascal and have a good chat."
Li Nanfang made up his mind and started the car.
The moonlight was like water.
The wheels rolled.
An hour later, the limited edition luxury car stopped in front of the gates of Baiyun Temple.
If it were anyone else visiting Baiyun Temple at night, the young Taoist guarding the gate would absolutely ignore them.
But this person was Li Nanfang, so it had to be different.
To put it bluntly: "If the gatekeeper dared to block Li Nanfang, he would have to climb over the back mountain to find Old Du."
Since he couldn't stop him either way, why wouldn't the gatekeeper respectfully invite the Southern Layman inside?
The Taoist responsible for receiving distinguished guests also knew of Li Nanfang's relationship with the Abbot, so he was naturally respectful and courteous.
As he led Li Nanfang, he slightly bowed to show respect.
Soon.
They arrived in front of the moon gate of the back temple.
The Taoist said, "Southern Layman, this isn't your first night visit to the Abbot. And the Abbot has long said that you can see him directly whenever you come. So, this little Taoist won't announce your arrival."
"Sorry to have disturbed your rest, Daoist."
Although Li Nanfang affectionately called Du Daochang "old rascal" when they were together, he was very polite to Old Du's disciples and grand-disciples.
This was also why the Taoists of Baiyun Temple respected Li the Great Scumbag.
Respect, after all, was mutual.
After seeing off the attending Taoist, Li Nanfang pushed open the wooden moon gate and stepped inside.
Outside and inside the wall were two different worlds.
Outside the wall was the main complex of Baiyun Temple, which, even at night, exuded a peaceful atmosphere.
But after stepping through this door, Li Nanfang immediately felt a chilling aura washing over him.
This aura was uncomfortable.
He frowned slightly, his gaze flickered.
But he didn't stop walking, and went straight to the door of Du Daochang's single room (a place where Taoists rest, also called a clean room; a place where monks rest is called a Zen room, also called a clean room). After pushing the door open, he shouted, "Old rascal, I've come to see you."
Before he finished speaking—
A rapid frog croak suddenly came from the dark single room!