Chapter 1417

"Miss, the plane is about to land, please get ready."

A gentle voice came from outside the room, spoken by the flight attendant.

Luo Quan removed her eye mask and lifted the daughter resting on her chest: "Lemon, wake up, we've arrived."

"Already here?" Luo Lemon opened her eyes and let out a long yawn: "I slept so comfortably."

Hearing this, Luo Quan couldn't help but smile—sleeping all the way using her mother's chest as a pillow, how could she not be comfortable?

For so many years, no one has ever received such treatment.

Luo Quan didn't bring much luggage—just a few clothes and a phone charger; everything else had already been brought ahead by Wen Xia.

Chunzi was the same—most of her clothes were at Night Shanghai's villa, and when they left, she just happened to bring a large suitcase.

In June, Hawaii's heat waves rolled; as soon as Luo Quan stepped off the plane, she felt as if she were inside a furnace.

Looking down, she realized she was still wearing a coat, quickly took it off and stuffed it into her bag, and only then did she feel much better.

"Boss, weren't Wen Xia and the others supposed to come pick us up? Where are they?"

Chunzi didn't have Luo Quan's strong constitution; walking all the way from the passage, even with the air conditioning blowing, she was already drenched in sweat.

"Maybe just like you, she's wearing sunglasses and hiding in the crowd—we just didn't see her."

Luo Quan joked with Chunzi, then directly pulled out her phone and called Wen Xia.

The call connected quickly.

"We're at the leftmost exit of the lobby—I'm waving my hand, can you see me?"

Wen Xia's voice was loud; Luo Quan heard it even without the phone, so she quickened her pace and walked straight over.

Wen Xia and Su Yu immediately came forward, laughing so hard they couldn't close their mouths: "Arrived in Hawaii and still wearing so thick—aren't you afraid of the heat?"

As Wen Xia spoke, she patted Luo Quan's jeans and discovered she hadn't even sweated much.

Only then did she recall that Luo Quan seemed to have some immortal constitution—cold and heat meant nothing to her.

As for Chunzi, she had already changed into a breathable T-shirt and shorts, but she still had to sweat if she was going to.

Wen Xia and Su Yu dressed similarly to Chunzi—T-shirt and shorts—but wore flip-flops, giving them a more casual style.

"Shouldn't everyone in the family be here by now?"

Luo Quan held her daughter and handed her backpack to Wen Xia.

Wen Xia replied while walking: "Everyone's here—Liang Gao arrived yesterday and went straight to surfing all afternoon, having a blast.

But Aunt Luo and Uncle Eric are quite health-conscious—they lay on the beach all afternoon, and their skin got sunburnt red."

"Normal—if it were me, I'd lie down too."

Luo Quan said this and got into the car rented by Wen Xia and the others.

The driver was a local indigenous girl from Hawaii, her skin dark brown, but her features were quite delicate, without the signature thick lips; her appearance actually resembled that of East Asians.

Actually, don't be fooled by how dark Hawaiians look—they're mainly that way because they're often sunburned; in fact, they are all East Asians.

The car drove all the way to the hotel, and the moment everyone got out, the atmosphere instantly became extraordinarily lively.

Countless bikinis passed before Luo Quan's eyes, and she heard people's laughter and the sound of waves hitting the shore.

Luo Quan took a deep breath—it wasn't fresh, full of sea salt, but still quite relaxing.

Upon reaching the room, Luo Quan put her daughter on the bed, then thought: for such a little child, there's no need to make her wear a swimsuit—just wrap her in a thin blanket and that'll do.

"Sweetheart, won't you be hot like this?" Luo Quan asked, wrapping her up with some concern.

"It's fine, Mom—I can regulate my body temperature; this heat won't bother me."

Luo Lemon's reply put Luo Quan completely at ease; she then pulled the curtains shut, undid her bra with one hand, and in under ten seconds had stripped herself completely naked.

Remembering her first time at the beach, she had still been very shy.

Holding the most conservative bikini, she fumbled in front of the mirror for a long, long time.

In the end, she didn't even know how she had mustered the courage to put on the swimsuit.

After putting it on, she realized it actually looked quite good.

Especially with her figure—just looking in the mirror made her feel pleased, and she dared not imagine what she looked like in others' eyes.

From then on, Luo Quan no longer resisted swimsuits as she once did; she became as calm about them as with regular clothes.

She felt swimsuits revealed sensual and healthy beauty—since it's beautiful, what's there to be shy about?

Even conservative Huaxia, since the last century, many senior figures in the entertainment industry—big names—have worn swimsuits; Luo Quan thought there was nothing wrong with her wearing one too.

Moreover, her appearance was very deceptive—when she wears a swimsuit, it's as normal for Huaxia people as wearing a T-shirt.

Though it sounds like a cliché, in online discussions, this is indeed the prevailing trend.

As her thoughts flowed, Luo Quan had already changed into her bikini.

Top and bottom were both azure blue; the bra was tied with two strings at the back, looking like a blue butterfly resting on a piece of white jade, making one want to reach out and touch it.

But if anyone really dared to reach out, they'd probably get kicked a hundred and eight thousand miles away in an instant.

Turning back, Luo Quan discovered her daughter had fallen asleep again.

Perhaps because she had just fed Lemon milk on the plane.

Since she was asleep, she certainly couldn't bring her daughter to the beach to torment her.

"System, is there any way to look after Lemon?"

"Simple—just redeem a nanny robot; it won't cost many points."

After a simple exchange, Luo Quan redeemed a nanny robot in the mall.

You wouldn't know unless you looked—but once you did, you'd be startled: the mall's robot varieties were extremely numerous—domestic, combat, industrial types—everything one could need.

Who knows if there's a director type? If so, just hand over the script and let the robot act as her to film a movie.

But after searching for a while, Luo Quan found no such robot.

Probably because such a creative job can't be done, which left Luo Quan deeply disappointed.

The nanny robot was redeemed soon after, and to avoid drawing attention, Luo Quan set it to the appearance of a kitten.

No studio needed; the robot would lie on the balcony sunbathing just like a kitten.

When work was needed it would shift into human form, which was still very convenient.

After giving the robot the order to look after her daughter, Luo Quan put on sunglasses and walked toward the beach while making a phone call.

Although Wen Xia and the others all complained that their own mothers were into wellness, once they arrived they discovered Wen Xia herself was lying on a beach chair playing dead.

"I remember you quite liked diving, so why not go for a dive?"

Luo Quan unfolded a beach chair, set it down next to Wen Xia, and asked with a grin.

"Haven't you seen *Gone Wife*?" Wen Xia tilted her head and took a sip of juice. "After watching that movie, I shouldn't dare dive for a long time; it was simply too scary."

"Even this can give psychological trauma?" Luo Quan was genuinely a bit speechless hearing that.

*Gone Wife* was last summer's box-office runner-up; it tells the story of a gambling-addict husband who, to monopolize his wealthy wife's fortune, takes her diving in the sea but ends up trapping her to death underwater.

Perhaps due to the blanket marketing, or perhaps because it truly struck a chord with women, making them feel men are all no good and are scheming to harm them.

The film earned considerably high box office and even caused many couples to quarrel or even divorce after watching it.

In short, the movie stirred up quite a huge wave of public opinion online.

There were people praising it, but more people cursing it.

Moreover, innocent men were caught in the crossfire; simply because the male lead was a money-grubbing, murderous scumbag, real-life men were all slapped with the same label and directly turned into potential criminals.

This is truly even more wronged than Dou E.

But once women's emotions flare up, who still cares about these things.

They have anger to vent, so men just have to take it.

They feel displeased after watching the movie, so men just have to come coax them.

This kind of mindset is bound to make normal men feel it's unreasonable, so quarrels become unavoidable.

Luo Quan felt that the director and screenwriter of this film actually had no major problem.

Because this film was adapted from a real case; in reality such people and events do exist.

The ones truly with a problem are those stupid people who project the movie plot onto reality.

Empathizing with the victim is fine; after all, that wife was truly miserable.

But you imagine yourself as the victim too, as if all men under heaven owe you something — one can only say you've got a touch of brain damage.

Luo Quan actually wanted to post a rant cursing such people when she saw this situation at the time.

But thinking her own film was about to be released, to avoid netizens saying she was chasing clout, that she was badmouthing *Gone Wife* for her own movie's box office.

So she chose silence, and even said during a livestream that this film is actually worth a watch.

The visuals are beautiful, the music sounds great, the acting is also not bad.

Aside from some plot holes, everything else is pretty good.

A standard seven-out-of-ten commercial film — not rotten, but not that great either.

Originally, after this long, the movie's heat had basically already passed.

But unexpectedly the influence was this far-reaching; even now it still makes Wen Xia afraid to dive.

"You wouldn't really be 'once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of a well rope,' would you?"

Luo Quan teased Wen Xia: "Your constitution is superhuman now; even if not as fierce as the Superman in anime, you shouldn't be so afraid of being harmed by ordinary people, right?"

"Superman can drown too; I think staying on shore is safer, sunbathing is quite nice too."

Wen Xia shook her head, poured some sunscreen oil from a black bottle, and patted it directly onto her own calves.

"Speaking of which, Mi probably doesn't need to apply these things anymore, right?"

While rubbing it on her own calves, Wen Xia turned her head to glance at Luo Quan, then exclaimed: "It's really getting bigger and bigger; speaking of which, did you use a breast pump? Otherwise, when it gets full and suddenly overflows? Swollen like this, that kind of situation should happen easily, right?"

"Would you believe me if I said my body is smart?"

Luo Quan, as if deliberately to provoke Wen Xia, raised both hands high and stretched in an extremely wide yawn-stretch.

Poor Luo Quan's bikini was held together by only two straps over her vital parts; under the tremendous pressure of front-pushing and back-squeezing it looked precarious, as if it might snap and fly several meters at any moment.

Fortunately this was a high-end purchase from Huan Yu; it looks slender and light, as if a tug would make it fall, but it's actually sturdy as hell — no need to worry about it suddenly dropping.

So Luo Quan's movements could be a few amplitudes larger without any problem.

But if she shakes too violently and makes the surrounding tourists get nosebleeds from watching, that's not her responsibility.

Declining Wen Xia's offer to help apply sunscreen, Luo Quan opened her phone and Huan Yu's livestream room.

Previously agreed to shoot a swimsuit photo set for everyone, but this time it seems she didn't bring much camera equipment, so Luo Quan thought she might as well just livestream it.

Now the spray is already in position, no need to dawdle; start the broadcast directly.

"Hi fans, I'm already on the beach in Xia Weiyi, sunbathing; back home it should still be evening, right?"

Luo Quan greeted the camera.

The phone for filming was placed on her chest, secured very simply; another phone was held in hand to read the bullet comments.

Chunzi beside her looked at Luo Quan's unrestrained-to-the-limit posture, then lowered her head to look at herself, and for the first time felt a trace of jealousy toward Luo Quan in her heart.

She also wants to secure a phone that simply; just how is it done?

Very simple — just lean the phone against the chest.

Luo Quan felt quite smug inside.

To be fair, if she hadn't given birth to Ningning, with her previous scale she truly couldn't have done it this easily.

Before, her scale wasn't this big; after putting the phone down the lens pointed upward at a slant, fundamentally unable to capture her face.

Now there's no such worry; just place the phone horizontally and the lens can be almost perpendicular to her face.

Distance-wise, a bit closer than those mukbang streamers — equivalent to shooting right up against the face.

They all say face-up-close shooting tests looks the most; for the vast majority of people it's a death distance.

However, Luo Quan was completely unconcerned about these.

Her beauty had nothing to do with death; from any angle and any distance, she could be stunning enough to make people obsessed.

This was the confidence brought to her by her Star Charm-level beauty.

After going live, as soon as fans saw the live stream title was set to Xia Weiyi, they rushed into the stream:

"You're acting this fast? I thought you'd stay in Japan a bit longer."

"What's there to bring from that ghostly place? What if you run into a crazy yandere again—what then?"

"Well, it's not necessary to generalize, but I do genuinely prefer watching Luo Bao play in Xia Weiyi."

"By the way, why is it only Luo Bao's face? Where's the Xia Weiyi scenery? Everyone's been waiting so long—are you just going to show us this?"

"I saw a pair of beautiful legs quietly pass by, but is that all there is to Luo?"

"Luo Bao, stop being coy—look around! I want to see the shoreline scenery!"

"You want to see the scenery, huh? I'm too embarrassed to spell it out for you."

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Watching the fans' disappointed barrage, Luo Quan chuckled, raised her phone, switched the camera, and everything instantly filled the lens.