Chapter 160: Coming to settle the score

Hearing Wang Fei's words.

Thinking she was being coy, the people at the card table and nearby couldn't help but chuckle.

Everyone knew Li Erpeng was interested in Wang Fei.

Everyone was friends and didn't want to see Wang Fei continue to get entangled with that kid from Hong Kong. Li Erpeng was thick-browed and big-eyed, did things thoroughly, and his personality was solid.

Honest and thick.

They all had the intention of playing matchmaker.

Feeding tiles at the card table was Li Erpeng's standard operation!

Being choked by a sentence.

Li Erpeng didn't take it to heart at all.

"I am playing properly."

He looked at Wang Fei affectionately and tidied up the messy hand he had dismantled: "I'm playing for a one-suit hand, I don't need tens, as long as it's what you want, I can give it to you."

"Oh~~~"

The people on the side all jeered meaningfully.

Just this commotion.

Made Wang Fei feel even more annoyed.

However, these were all friends, so she couldn't say anything. Even though the tile Li Erpeng played was the one she needed to win, she chose to turn a blind eye.

Waiting for the person before her to play a tile, she reached out and grabbed it.

"Self-drawn."

Wang Fei's face lit up, and she slapped the tiles in her hand hard onto the table.

It's just that.

Soon she felt bored again.

It was the same reason; no matter what she wanted to play, Li Erpeng would feed it to her, making her feel it was completely meaningless. Half an hour later, she pushed over the mahjong tiles: "You guys play."

"I'm going to sleep for a bit."

As long as Wang Fei was in Beijing, she was never short of friends around her.

Card partners, even more so.

Although they were very surprised why this person with the biggest addiction suddenly didn't want to play, someone quickly took her spot.

Another yawn.

Xiang Naying also waved her hand and stood up, following her to find a room inside to lie down.

To be honest, playing this kind of cooperative mahjong was boring.

It was more satisfying like last night.

At Wang Fei's house.

She was just like returning home.

The two had a deep relationship; back when Dou Laoxian cheated during their marriage, Xiang Naying cursed him out without mercy. In this respect, she was a very solid friend.

The two people with the biggest addictions had both extinguished their fire one after another.

Leaving the rest of the people looking at each other in dismay.

After playing for another two hours, they broke up hastily.

Li Erpeng wanted to stay and have more opportunities to interact with Wang Fei, but since there was no legitimate reason, he left helplessly.

Evening.

Finishing a day's work.

Li Luo returned to the hotel, soaked comfortably in the bathtub, and sipped red wine.

Although this time it made him scramble in a rush.

But the result was always good.

Invitations for roles, product endorsements, and talk show invitations had increased quite a bit. From this, it could be judged that after this wave of events, his popularity had risen quite a bit.

Although it was all superficial, having it was better than not having it.

As long as there were constant works coming out.

He could solidify that superficial popularity!

Of course.

There were also quite a few haters.

Most of them were fans of Li Erpeng and Wang Xuebing; they wouldn't care about anything, cursing and spraying as they should.

Li Luo didn't mind either.

His own fans would naturally take care of these things.

Besides.

Can an artist even be called an artist without haters?

Apart from red banknotes, green dollars, and yellow gold, there is someone who hates everything in the world as long as someone likes it; as long as his mindset is good, it's fine.

It was just that there were no social media apps now, otherwise he would have gone down to smear himself a bit.

Actors are afraid of putting on airs.

And being unable to play along.

As long as you can mock yourself and play along with netizens, many things can be turned from big to small, and small to nothing.

But it's easy to say.

Hard to do.

The vast majority of actors are the ones being pampered by everyone, and they simply can't let go of that face.

"Filmed for a few days now."

Withdrawing his thoughts, he sipped red wine and looked at the back rising and falling in front: "How do you feel now, can you adapt? I saw you NG quite a few times this afternoon."

"Can~~~"

Drawing out the long sound, Bian Xiaoxiao said intermittently: "Everyone on the set is quite good to me, compared to when I was filming *He Xiang*, it's much more comfortable!!!"

"State wasn't good this afternoon."

"Isn't this coming to adjust my state with you!"

Following the other party's words, waves surged in the large bathtub.

Because of the bath salts.

The entire surface of the bathtub was filled with a large amount of soft white foam. Li Luo grabbed a handful and blew it forward hard; the foam floated like clouds and landed on Xiaoxiao's plump buttocks.

The woman fell back heavily.

The foam disappeared instantly.

But the rippling water made even more foam rise, repeating like this.

"Can't take it anymore."

Bian Xiaoxiao looked back, panting, and bumped into him with her "balls": "I'm so tired, stop being lazy, hurry up and put in the effort... effort... effort~~~"

As she wished.

She was instantly jolted so hard she couldn't speak smoothly, and her eyes rolled back high.

Half an hour later.

Li Luo opened the door and poked his head out, then stood up properly and signaled inside. The girl with a flushed face and wearing small hot pants walked out naturally.

"Slap~"

As her swaying buttocks brushed past him, he couldn't help but give it a slap.

Once things were done, he had to leave quickly.

Li Luo didn't want to be blocked at the door like last time, forcing him to find a place to hide.

Soaking in the bath until his face was flushed.

Even if he said he was reading a script, someone had to believe it.

After Bian Xiaoxiao entered the elevator, Li Luo closed the door, poured himself another glass of red wine slowly, and prepared to read the script for a few hours before sleeping.

During the breaks in filming, he could still close his eyes for a bit.

He wasn't very sleepy right now.

"Ding-dong~"

Just as he sat down, the doorbell rang sharply.

Blinking his eyes.

Li Luo put down the script.

He didn't know who it was, but they came at a very coincidental time; if they had come a minute earlier, Bian Xiaoxiao would probably have had to find a cabinet to hide in.

Getting up again to open the door, Li Luo blinked his eyes again.

"Huh?"

Looking at the three imposing women standing outside the door, he couldn't help but say: "My friends shouldn't be accepting media interviews anymore, why are you looking like you're here to settle the score with me?"

Today was also incredibly lively.

After Li Erpeng's statement came out, twenty or thirty reporters surrounded the entrance and exit of the filming set.

It was only when they saw that Li Luo really had no intention of accepting interviews.

That they gradually dispersed.

He thought the matter had come to an end, but didn't expect Wang Fei, Gao Yuanyuan, and Xiang Naying to appear at his room door again.

Sister Yuan was a bit better, with a trace of a smile on her face.

The other two.

Were very aggressive.

"We are indeed here to settle the score." Gao Yuanyuan walked in sideways, stretching with a smile: "Did you think you could escape last night's matter so easily?"

A simple white T-shirt, plus denim shorts.

Her little butt swayed left and right as she walked, the scenery was very seductive.

After what happened today.

Li Luo's gaze toward her, besides being a friend, now included a layer of appreciating a woman.

And women.

Are often the most sensitive.

Although she was facing away from Li Luo at this moment, Gao Yuanyuan inexplicably felt that the other party might be staring at her butt. She didn't know what was going on, but the amplitude of her waist swaying increased by a few points.

"Didn't we agree?"

Wang Fei's bright eyes slanted, and she walked in: "What are you playing dumb for?"

"Giving you a little gift."

Xiang Naying slapped a box of cigars onto Li Luo's chest and followed along.

"No."

Seeing them acting so familiar, Li Luo closed the door in confusion: "Can someone explain to me what exactly we agreed on?"

"Didn't I say it when I left?"

Wang Fei took off her toad-eye sunglasses and threw them aside, then took off her thin coat and rubbed hard on the large diamond ring on her finger: "I'm going back to sleep first, now that I've slept, it's time to continue playing cards!"

Under the illumination of the lights, the light refracted by that diamond made Li Luo squint his eyes.

Could this be that diamond ring worth several million.

He smiled.

The other party had come prepared!

This woman pulled out a chair again, staring straight at Li Luo.

Then sat down with a face full of defiance.

Last night she hadn't rested well; today she had slept enough and was wearing the lucky treasure ring, so she would definitely be able to bring this guy to heel.

Xiang Naying had a similar reaction.

Rubbing her hands.

She sat down excitedly in the same position as yesterday.

It was true she lost money last night, but she really didn't care much about a few tens of thousands; playing well was more satisfying than anything else.

So after being woken up by Wang Fei.

She didn't even think about it and followed her to Zhuozhou.

What was a few hours of traveling to play mahjong? When some people in the circle get in the mood, they even fly directly to Macau or Las Vegas.

Things that make ordinary people dumbfounded.

For some people.

Are commonplace.

If you earn money and don't find a way to spend it and entertain yourself, then what did you earn that money for!

Gao Yuanyuan also came to sit next to the mahjong table.

According to her understanding of Wang Fei.

She knew this person would most likely run over, so she went to sleep early after work, which could be considered recharging for the night.

It was just that she forgot to remind Li Luo, so she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

Compared to the other two who were ready for a fierce battle, Sister Yuan's momentum was much gentler, completely without the disappointment of losing over a hundred thousand last night, and there was even a trace of a smile between her brows.

Obviously, she was very satisfied with that gift.

The three people looked at Li Luo simultaneously, and then shook their heads in unison toward the only empty chair.

It looked.

Slightly comedic.

Weighing the cigar box in his hand, Li Luo didn't understand what it meant.

This was clearly coming back to settle the score.

Mahjong has its hidden rules; under normal circumstances, the winner cannot take the initiative to end the game, and by the same token, the loser who wants to continue cannot refuse at will.

Otherwise, no one will play with you in the future.

"First of all, thank you for the gift."

Li Luo opened the wooden box to look at the cigars neatly arranged inside, and looked at the high-spirited Wang Fei with a helpless expression:

"Secondly, didn't you lose enough last night?"

"Bang~"

Wang Fei slapped the table, her fighting spirit rising a few more points: "I just like this arrogant attitude of yours. Yesterday I didn't rest well, today I must make you see my true strength."

There was no escaping it.

Although he had only slept intermittently today, Li Luo still walked toward the mahjong table very crisply.

In fact, in his heart, he wasn't thinking about winning money.

Looking at the incredibly tough Wang Fei, he sat down nonchalantly.

This woman still had quite a bit of temperament.

Loose casual pants, plus an oversized gray T-shirt, both had the agility of a young girl and the laziness unique to a young woman, plus the status of a diva in the music scene.

The sexual attraction was almost maxed out.

Making a little string in his heart pluck quietly.

If there was a chance, he might as well try to intercept. Instead of following behind that thick-browed guy later to fill holes and wipe his ass, being forced to participate in various unwilling commercial performances.

And in the end, it still ended up in a mess.

It would be better to benefit himself.

No, Li Luo's thought shifted.

How could this be called benefiting? Clearly, he was doing a good deed, belonging to a great good person!

Thinking of this.

He laughed and grabbed the mahjong tiles back in front of him.

But this expression, in Wang Fei's view.

Was really asking for a beating!

The mahjong tiles clattered, and following that, Wang Fei's phone rang.

It would go "dong" every now and then.

Making Wang Fei's rhythm chaotic again and again. Seeing that she was about to repeat the situation of losing tiles frequently last night, she also became a bit impatient from her initial full smile.

"Erpeng?"

Xiang Naying picked up a cigarette and slanted a look at her.

"Yeah."

Wang Fei was about to grab a tile.

The phone rang with a text message notification again.

Listening to this name and this sound, Li Luo remembered the rumors he had heard; it was said that the guy relied on the skill of "a fierce woman fears a persistent man" to successfully take Wang Fei down.

Sending dozens of text messages a day to show concern, feeding tiles in various ways while playing cards.

And paying out of his own pocket.

Spending over a million to call friends to watch a concert.

Paying the bill voluntarily at a birthday banquet.

Feeling there was a chance, he quit his work and accompanied her through the entire concert tour. Wang Fei had already been hurt in love, so it was no surprise she fell into this kind of meticulous care.

Thinking about it now, Li Luo also felt admiration for the thick-browed guy's methods.

Quitting work, that's nothing!

Spending one or two million to chase a rich woman, not only marrying a beautiful lady into the house but also being able to use the other party's resources and connections to do business; this deal couldn't be more cost-effective.

Never having to suffer in the sun and rain, struggling on the filming set again.

With a shake of his body.

He could become capital.

This path could also be considered a shortcut to the sky!

It's just a pity he really didn't have the brain for business, otherwise he could have really played it up.

"Dong~~~"

Li Luo grabbed a tile and tapped the table at a slightly faster speed than usual, yawning and pretending to be very impatient; anyway, as long as there was a chance, he would cause trouble.

"Wait a moment."

Wang Fei glanced at the cold joke above and typed on the keyboard quickly:

"I'm playing cards, talk later."

"Where?"

The reply from the other side was fast.

"Enough people."

Hesitating slightly, Wang Fei continued to reply: "Let's talk next time."

Having a fight with a friend in the first half, and playing mahjong all night with the person the friend fought with in the second half—thinking of this, there would more or less be some embarrassment, and it was even more impossible to let Li Erpeng come over.

Although standing from their perspective, Gao Yuanyuan's friends were actually friends too.

But in the end, it wasn't good.

"It doesn't matter, I'm very happy just being able to stay on the side."

"Dong."

Li Luo simply closed his mahjong tiles and slowly opened the cigar box on the side.

Trimmed, toasted, and lit.

Then exhaled a smoke ring unhurriedly.

These actions instead created greater urgency for Wang Fei.

"Busy first, next time."

Wang Fei replied to the text message impatiently and then skillfully switched to silent mode.

She held the phone and shook it at Li Luo:

"OK?"

"I'm very OK."

Li Luo said with a smile: "Whether you're OK or not, I don't know!"

"I've always felt that my way of speaking is annoying." Xiang Naying rolled her eyes and complained to Li Luo: "Compared to you, I find that I'm a bit of a small witch before a big witch."

Standing from her perspective, she hoped Wang Fei could find a better belonging.

Waiting a while was no big deal.

"Hahaha."

The self-deprecating and mocking words triggered a burst of laughter. ===== CHAPTER 161 =====