643: Chapter 56: Xiao Lu 643: Chapter 56: Xiao Lu Renxin Hospital.
The time is ten in the morning, this is the appointment time for Hou Chen Yuhuan and the doctor.
Inside the waiting room, a few pregnant women sat here and there, some chatting, some dozing off…
Perhaps they were sleeping with the little life in their bellies?
Hou Chen Yuhuan didn’t really like the smell of hospitals, and she was anxiously waiting for her number to be called—at least she was anxious inside.
At this moment, a pregnant woman beside her suddenly had a pregnancy reaction, feeling extremely nauseous.
“Are you okay?
Do you need me to call a nurse for you?” Hou Chen Yuhuan asked with concern.
The lady shook her head and frowned, “It’s nothing, this child is probably too naughty, making me so unfortable from the morning till now.
I should be okay with a plum candy.”
“You could try some essential balm,” Hou Chen Yuhuan smiled and said, “Put a little on a handkerchief or tissue, and gently breathe it in through the nose, that might work too.”
This lady’s belly wasn’t very big, probably not long since she got pregnant.
Hearing Hou Chen Yuhuan say this, she said embarrassingly, “It’s my first time being a mother, I don’t know lots of things.”
Hou Chen Yuhuan smiled and said, “Everyone’s like this the first time, you’ll get used to it slowly.”
If women start chatting, topics seem to flow endlessly.
This new mother curiously asked, “By the way, is this your first child?”
“Number 12, it’s your turn!” The nurse at the counter called out the number.
Hou Chen Yuhuan quickly stood up, “It’s my turn, sorry.”
“It’s fine, go ahead,” the lady waved her hand.
The doctor was a seasoned veteran, just over fifty, and also a woman, providing a natural sense of security to all the mothers who made appointments with her here.
Hou Chen Yuhuan sat quietly in the chair, clutching her handbag, appearing somewhat uneasy…
When she came in, the doctor she had seen several times already had no expression on her face, which left her feeling uneasy, “Doctor, what’s the result this time?”
“Mrs.
Zhu, I’m sorry, but you’re not pregnant this time either,” the doctor shook her head and said, “This cycle has concluded.
I suggest you continue to take good care of your body over the next period…”
What was the doctor saying?
Hou Chen Yuhuan didn’t really listen, or even if she did it was the same—she had heard these words many times and could recite them by heart.
Silently, Hou Chen Yuhuan took her bag and pushed open the door to the doctor’s office.
At this time, the new mother she had just chatted with waved to her.
Hou Chen Yuhuan moved her lips, but only nodded towards her, then lowered her head and left from the other side, not intending to go over.
She hid herself in the restroom, locked the door, and didn’t plan to hold back anymore, just covering her mouth with her hand, squatting down there.
Her shoulders trembled slightly, crying silently.
She wished she could turn back time.
…
It’s 11:15 in the morning.
“Manager, the person is downstairs.”
“Then let her e up.” Zhu Maolin stood up, tidying the files on his desk, “Bring her directly to the meeting room.”
I hope the person I meet today meets the requirements, otherwise I’ll have to use the footage already pleted.
Zhu Maolin walked into the meeting room alone, then pulled the curtains halfway down.
Text message on his phone.
Zhu Maolin sat down and saw a message from his wife.
Wife: Are you busy?
Zhu Maolin: Preparing to interview a model, what’s up?
Wife: The doctor said it failed again this time.
Zhu Maolin’s finger paused on the phone’s screen, then there was a knock at the door, he replied: Let’s talk later.
Wife: What time are you ing home tonight?
“Manager, this is Xiao Lu,” Tboy introduced the young long-haired girl he brought in.
Young and vibrant elements were fully displayed on Xiao Lu, acpanied by an appropriate smile.
Zhu Maolin gave a simple glance and then nodded, “Not bad, sit down and let’s talk.
Tboy, you ask her some questions first, I’ll just watch.”
Xiao Lu sat down somewhat nervously.
Zhu Maolin then replied: She’s here, I have work first.
No need to wait for me tonight.
He did not wait for his wife’s response and seemed unwilling to reply further.
He put down his phone and focused entirely on the interview, observing every reaction and movement of the girl under Tboy’s questions.
“Ms.
Xiao Lu, have you personally used this product?” Tboy asked, not knowing which number question it was.
“Honestly, I haven’t used it…
Does this affect anything?” Xiao Lu asked with a bit of unease.
Tboy smiled and said, “It’s just for reference, don’t worry about it.
Now, for the next question.”
At this time, Zhu Maolin suddenly interrupted, “If I tell you that filming is to start in an hour and you only have thirty minutes at most to review the script, what would you do?”
“Right away?” Xiao Lu was obviously startled by this manager from the advertising pany.
Within the industry, Zhu Maolin was known as a pretty famous person, rumored outside as a workaholic and efficiency expert.
Although she had somewhat mentally prepared herself before ing, she didn’t expect it to be this sudden.
“Yes, right away.
Just tell me what you would do,” Zhu Maolin nodded.
The strong professional aura made this rookie, who hadn’t yet graduated from college, feel breathless, so she lowered her head and said, “I…
I’ll do my best.”
Tboy silently shook his head at this answer…
If it weren’t for the leader Zhu Maolin saying to give preference to new faces, there would be no way to bring such a newbie in at such a critical moment.
But Zhu Maolin’s eyes remained fixed on the young girl before him, without saying a word.
Xiao Lu’s fingers clenched each other under the table, and she stood up with her head down, “I’m sorry for bothering you.”
She had already seen Tboy’s disapproving look.
“Where are you going?” Zhu Maolin suddenly asked.
“I…
I’m leaving.”
“If you leave, who’s going to film the next shot?” Zhu Maolin calmly said, “Me?”
“Re…
really?” Xiao Lu was shocked, her eyes wide, unbelieving as she looked at this intimidating manager.
Zhu Maolin simply replied calmly, “Tboy, you have five minutes to print the script, then you have forty minutes to explain it to her.
The makeup artist should be on set in an hour.
Start shooting at 2:30 PM, quickly.”
“Manager, but…
it’s lunchtime?” Tboy said with a wry face, “Manager, aren’t you going to eat?”
“On the road,” Zhu Maolin directly said, “Get her a meal too.
Remember, we are fighting against time, go!”
“Alright…
alright.”
Watching as Tboy, with Xiao Lu who hadn’t fully e to her senses from the been-chosen state, walked out the door, Zhu Maolin quickly tidied up the things on the table.
Time must not stop…
must not.
…
…
Outside the floor where the advertising pany was located, simply put, it was in the air outside the 39th floor, where Da Zhe was floating while drinking X Master’s iced black tea.
He was practicing his flying ability while watching the guests inside…
and the performance of another person.
And that is this newer model ‘Xiao Lu’.
Of course, Xiao Lu’s true form is No.
18, but why is that?
That needs to start from last night…
“Didn’t you say, men sometimes just don’t want to go home, merely wanting a little bit of free space?” No.18 spoke with a voice that felt piercing and heart-stabbing to Da Zhe.
The floating duo of Black Soul envoys — just outside Zhu Maolin’s home.
“Hmm…
even between married couples, sometimes having a fight and then a few days of cold war is very normal.” Da Zhe, as someone with experience, clearly had plenty to say.
“Is that so?” No.
18 sneered, “If it’s just cold war, why would his wife still prepare breakfast for him every day?
Knowing he’s late, placing slippers by the door?
Tidying up his suit and tie before he leaves during the day?”
Da Zhe sighed, “Alright, this couple is indeed a bit cold…
Right, didn’t you mention something about a ‘Past Dreams’ ability?
Using it might just solve the issue, right?”
“Whether to use it or not is my freedom.” No.
18 said calmly, “I naturally have my own methods.
Besides, since this is teaching, let me teach you the basic guideline of guidance.”
“How to do it?” Da Zhe asked curiously.
No.
18 sinisterly sneered…
but the laughter gradually transitioned from unkind coldness to calmness, finally being melodious, like silver bells.
Dressed in a black robe, her face entirely obscured by mist, she was terrifying like the old witch from fairy tales who owns the gingerbread house — transformed into a tall figure, pure as a lotus…
Xiao Lu.
No.18 smiled, “Like this.”
Big sister, isn’t this the most non-mainstream beauty trap…
Da Zhe was stunned, although he felt No.
18 looked pretty good in this form, he wasn’t particularly surprised — back in the club days, taking territory, confronting enemies, using every means possible, utilizing women as a means; Da Zhe wouldn’t initiate it but wouldn’t exclude it either.
“Alright…
are you planning to make Zhu Maolin cheat?”
No.18 finally truly sneered and didn’t pay attention to Da Zhe, “I still have things to do, you go about freely, tomorrow I will appear in front of the master like this.”
With that, No.
18 turned into a wisp of black smoke and left.
Da Zhe at this time sighed, muttering, “Is this Luo Qiu making me follow No.
18 just to mess with me?”
Da Zhe shook his head, glanced at the couple sleeping back to back in the room from outside, intending to leave, but stopped and looked at a nearby room on his way out.
“Empty?”
This was a room with nothing inside.
…
…
Xiao Lu and Tboy were busy discussing shooting matters in the car.
Zhu Maolin was also driving his car towards the shooting location.
Da Zhe followed him all the way, needing to provide No.
18 with Zhu Maolin’s dynamics at any time.
Hou Chen Yuhuan had returned to her Pottery Art Classroom because students were waiting for her… because if classes weren’t held there, she wouldn’t know what to do.
And all of this, under Luo Qiu’s wave, vanished into thin air — like a layer of illusion quietly spreading out on the still water surface in front of Luo Qiu.
“No.18, seems to have encountered difficulties.” The maid, holding a teacup on a saucer, placed it in front of Luo Qiu.
“Past dreams…” Boss Luo said indifferently, “Without a true hatred carrier in the heart, one can’t access the other’s thoughts.
In this aspect, the ability of No.9 is more prehensive.”
You Ye said softly, “But paratively, ‘Past Dreams’ can find deeper thoughts within.
No.18 and No.9 are inherently different, their chosen ability directions naturally differ.
Why did the master especially choose a patron that No.18 isn’t good at handling?”
“Will it truly be unsuitable?” Luo Qiu suddenly asked back, “I think No.18 looks quite diligent, having prepared for a whole night, and even didn’t observe her two nearly magician game characters.”
“Because this is the patron you approved.” She laughed, “Naturally, No.18 dare not slack.”
Boss Luo smiled without a word, then remembered something, “Oh right, is Xiao Lu No.18’s original form?”
You Ye nodded.
“That’s quite nice.” Boss Luo smiled, then stretched lazily, “Acpany me for a walk later.”
“To the supermarket?”
Luo Qiu nodded and said, “Yes, today’s discount day.
Besides, Christmas is ing soon, aren’t you planning to decorate our place a bit?”
“Then let’s call Tai Yinzi to carry things.” You Ye nodded.
“No need for that.” Luo Qiu shook his head, “This Main God is busy enough preparing for the Christmas event in the game world.”
“Then please allow You Ye to change clothes.” The maid gracefully lifted her skirt.
But at this moment, the bell in front of the club suddenly rang.
Only to see a woman with short white hair, wearing leather boots with a painting tube on her back, walk straight in, immediately saying boldly, “Boss, a big beer first, and then some good food.”
Saying so, a greyish light ball shot towards Boss Luo, as this white-haired woman continued, “This is the payment for the drink~ I just skinned one on the road.”
Luo Qiu simply received the light ball, then waved his hand, and without a word, the maid went to prepare — just before leaving, she looked a bit at this short white-haired woman — Nero.
“Ms.
Nero, long time no see.” Boss Luo waved his hand, causing a chair next to Nero to pull back.
But Nero seemed to prefer sitting on the table — right on the table facing Boss Luo, chuckling, “Seems like you all don’t really like seeing me, huh?”
“We’re always wele to guests.” Luo Qiu shook his head.
Nero squinted and said, “Is that so?
But why, just now when your beautiful little maid looked at me for a moment, I felt like I was going to die?”
“That must be your illusion.”
Then Luo Qiu sat down.
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