10:00 PM
Su Family.
In the villa's living room.
Bang bang bang!
Su Muwan sat angrily on the living room sofa, pounding the doll in her arms as if it were Qin Luo.
Continuously tormenting it up and down, she muttered, "Stupid Qin Luo, stinky Qin Luo."
"How dare you not come home so late, you might as well die out there!"
10:15 PM
Su Muwan put down the doll and took out her phone, lingering on Qin Luo's number for a long time.
Her expression was conflicted - why hasn't Qin Luo come back yet? Should this young lady call and ask?
But... no.
Who am I? I'm Su Muwan of Jiang City!
If I call, wouldn't it seem like I'm worried about him and missing him?
What if Qin Luo mockingly says: "Oh? Is the young lady actually worried about me? How amusing."
That would be terrible!
So Su Muwan, you must hold back!
10:40 PM
Can't hold back anymore.
Su Muwan's anxiety grew.
She checked the time, her expression panicked. Why hasn't Qin Luo returned yet?
Could something have actually happened?
No, no, no... given Qin Luo's nature, how could anything happen to him?
Wasn't he just going to check on some people in need who were to receive assistance?
Wait a minute!
Could it be!
Su Muwan suddenly remembered the anime content she had just watched.
Could Qin Luo have been... honey-trapped?!
They used people's sympathy to lure him in, and then the vulnerable Qin Luo was...
Ah! That kind of thing can't happen!
Qin Luo, you idiot! If you don't come home before midnight, this young lady will track your qi and find out exactly what you're doing!
.......
......
Time passes.
Charity Foundation.
Staff dormitory.
"Mr. Qin, is this really a place for people to live??"
Huang Lingfeng looked at the single dormitory room in shock.
Luxury bathroom, luxury bed, and a luxury big-screen TV.
Compared to where he lived in the old district before, this was heaven!
"If it's not for people, who else would it be for?"
Qin Luo chuckled and shook his head, looking at the two people's status panels with satisfaction.
[Huang Lingfeng]
[Rank]: Grade A
[Talent]: Innate Fist Body (Peak through fists, unmatched fist power)
Investment return rate: 300%
[Huang Lingyu]
[Rank]: Grade A
[Talent]: Thought Construction (Accurate situation analysis and rapid plan formation)
Investment return rate: 500%
[Current recovery progress 2/3, please work harder, master~]
These two truly deserve their A-grade evaluation, with frighteningly high investment return rates.
Especially Huang Lingyu, whose talent would be very suitable for strategizing for Su Muwan after the force takes shape later.
Most importantly, because of the Overall Command ability (Unity of purpose, common aspirations, all members joining our camp have 100% loyalty, never betraying), he didn't have to worry about loyalty issues.
Qin Luo thought secretly, wondering if Su Muwan would jump and shout with joy when she sees his forces growing larger and larger?
A full squad with 100% loyalty... just thinking about it was exciting.
Huang Lingyu was moved to tears as she looked around, pulling her brother's arm: "Brother, are we dreaming?"
"We really got out of the old district."
"Sister!"
"Brother!"
Alright, alright, any more crying would be impolite.
Somehow, Qin Luo discovered something very strange.
That is, both Huang Lingfeng and Huang Lingyu had quite high luck indices.
They were both T1, just like Long Dingtian.
This meant they were important supporting characters who could influence the protagonist.
Tsk tsk, worthy of being a puppy, effortlessly finding force members comparable to the protagonist's supporting cast.
In any case.
Qin Luo coughed lightly, interrupting the emotional siblings: "You two rest today, this foundation will be reorganized later, and you'll be considered the veterans here."
"I'll arrange an instructor for you later, responsible for guiding your martial arts training."
"That's all for now."
"Yes, Mr. Qin!"
"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"
The siblings were extremely grateful.
They were already looking forward to meeting the great person behind Qin Luo!
Leaving the foundation.
Shen Fei hurriedly came over with an umbrella saying: "Brother Luo, let me take you back now."
However, Qin Luo looked at the time, 11:30 PM.
At this hour... wonder if Su Muwan is asleep.
Although she hadn't called, Qin Luo felt that given the young lady's personality, she must be hungry again.
Thinking of her couch potato appearance, Qin Luo felt a bit confused.
The system's little card didn't say Su Muwan was this lazy, did it?
At least she shouldn't skip daily training, right? But she's been staying at home for several days? Su Muwan, how can you be so lazy?
Thinking this, Qin Luo said to Shen Fei: "Let's go to Jiang City BBQ Restaurant, I'll buy some barbecue to take back for the young lady."
"Yes, Brother Luo!"
......
.....
11:55 PM
At the Su family villa's main gate.
"Snore~"
Zhu Lan was lying on the concrete ground, drooling.
Qin Luo's mouth twitched as he stepped over her and entered the house.
This Zhu Lan, too dedicated to her job, isn't she?
I, Qin Luo, acknowledge your 100% loyalty!
But what's the point of guarding the door when you're sleeping like this?
Entering the living room, Qin Luo immediately spotted a little shark lying on the sofa.
Su Muwan had apparently fallen asleep on the sofa, perhaps from being too tired.
Her pink little face seemed to be having some nightmare, her brows slightly furrowed.
Qin Luo found it very interesting, he put the barbecue on the coffee table.
Then squatted down, blinking while staring at Su Muwan's face.
This look made him realize that besides being the final big villain, Su Muwan's beauty... might also be the world's finest.
Tsk tsk, the young lady is really cute.
Qin Luo reached out and pinched her little cheek, which felt soft and squishy.
"Mmm..."
Due to the strange sensation, Su Muwan slightly frowned in her sleep.
She mumbled: "Stupid Qin Luo, you might as well die outside..."
"Eww... Qin Luo why do you keep staring at Wang Yong... it's gross..."
?
What exactly are you dreaming about?
Qin Luo slowly raised a question mark, then looked at the sleeping Su Muwan and shook his head helplessly.
Seems the barbecue won't be eaten tonight.
He thought, just as he was about to stand up to carry Su Muwan upstairs to sleep in bed.
Suddenly.
"Don't... don't go.."
Su Muwan's voice, confused and slightly panicked, came out.
She grabbed Qin Luo's wrist.
Qin Luo, who was about to stand up, froze. He looked at Su Muwan who seemed to be having some nightmare, hesitating.
What kind of dream is this young lady... having?
The next second, Su Muwan's voice became more and more panicked: "Don't go..... please don't go...."
"Don't be with Wang Yong....."
One second, two seconds, three seconds.....
Su Muwan's grip grew tighter.
And Qin Luo's expression changed from initial stunned... to gradually twitching.
Hey! What exactly are you dreaming about!
The more Qin Luo thought about it, the more speechless and helpless he felt.
And as he watched, his face also showed a helpless yet gentle smile.
Hmm, what a troublesome young lady.
He reached out his hand, gently stroking Su Muwan's head, and said softly: "I'm always here, young lady."
"I'm always here."
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