Chapter 8: Encountering Chu Luo

"Is there anything we can assist you with?"

Ling Fei's heart was pounding madly to the point that she almost ran straight into them. Luckily, she managed to stop herself at the last moment. She didn't listen to what they were saying and didn't bother to respond, instead she quickly ran past them and turned a corner, disappearing behind a grandly decorated column.

Familiar footsteps were approaching from afar.

Ling Fei's heart was pounding like a drum and she instinctively held her breath. After a moment, she couldn't help but peek out.

Chu Luo had already entered the hotel.

Standing in the middle of the lobby, he seemed to be looking in her direction, a slight frown creasing his brow. Suddenly, he started walking towards her hiding spot.

Damn it!

Ling Fei was horrified.

She quickly pulled her head back.

The corner of her eye caught sight of a restroom sign a few meters away. The only thought running in her mind was that she couldn't let Chu Luo see her here.

Using the column as a concealment, Ling Fei dashed into the restroom.

Thankfully, the shoes she had worn the previous day had low heels and soft soles, so even though she moved quickly, she didn't make a sound.

Once inside, she sat down on the toilet.

The Ling and Chu families had been neighbors until a few years ago when the Chu family moved away.

Chu Luo was eight years older than Ling Fei. As he had no sisters, he had always taken good care of Ling Fei since childhood and doted on her as if she were his own little sister.

Someone entered the restroom.

"Did you guys see that handsome man just now?"

"I saw him! Absolutely charming. If I wasn't on duty and wasn't being watched by that hawk-eyed manager, I would've surely gone up to meet that handsome man."

"Gosh, your spring fever is kicking in again, isn't it? Thinking of men?"

"What's wrong with that? It would be great if I could get to know such a gem and have him as my boyfriend. Even if that's not possible, rolling in the sheets with him would be nice, too. From the way he walks, I just know that he's impressive."

"Have you no shame? Even that, you know! Keep dreaming, girl! Let me tell you, I know that man, he's the president of Chu's, Chu Luo! A prominent young talent in City Z, even if he wanted to roll in the sheets, it wouldn't be your turn! Many distinguished ladies are waiting in line."

"Actually…I prefer Mr. Song! Last night, I went to change his blanket. He was sitting on the sofa reviewing documents; he was so cool and elegant..."

"Mr. Song? Give up that vain hope, Mr. Song never engages in affairs with employees. If you want to daydream about Mr. Song, you should leave Bishui Haoting first, you might then get a hair's breadth of a chance."

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After a round of teasing and joking, the restroom quietened down.

Much later, Ling Fei walked out with her eyes emitting a strange glow. She didn't expect that her brother Chu Luo was so popular among women, and was even more bewildered at the audacious claim that these women could discern his prowess in bed from his mere walk.

This was simply bizarre!

Standing in front of the mirror, Ling Fei looked at her reflection.

Her hair was slightly disheveled.

Her lips were a bit swollen.

Her complexion was slightly pale, but her eyes were still as beautiful and soulful as ever. Apart from the lack of stockings, there was nothing wrong with her dress.

She turned on the faucet and washed her face with cold water before drying off with a towel.

There was a comb in her bag.

After smoothing out her hair, she took out her makeup bag. She usually didn't use these things, but had prepared it for the banquet the day before, although she had not used it then.

With slightly clumsy movements, she applied makeup to her face, concealing her swollen lips and unusual complexion.

There were two faint hickeys on her collarbone.

Luckily, she had kept her hair down to conceal her face while she was walking, so probably no one noticed them.

She used powder to hide the two hickeys.

Only then did she start to tidy up her clothes.

When she left the restroom, she even put on her sunglasses.

Chu Luo was no longer in the lobby.