Chapter 200: Respect the Clothes First, Then the Person

The mahjong room fell into silence.

The reason why Wang Fei and the others had been playing mahjong for the past two days was that they knew their friend's condition was already very bad, and they wanted to use mahjong to escape what might happen.

It was just that some things couldn't be avoided no matter how you hid.

With a light sigh,

that woman flower withered quietly in the Hong Kong sea breeze.

After calming their mood slightly, Xiang Naying, Carina Lau, and Wang Fei hurried to the hospital.

Gao Yuanyuan had already fallen asleep.

Left alone, Li Luo simply went to the living room to watch TV.

On the scene, there was already a live news broadcast.

The fans guarding outside the hospital were already crying their eyes out, and the swarming media had surrounded the hospital tightly. One actor and singer after another wore black clothes and rushed to the scene.

Thinking of sending the other party on their last journey.

Hong Kong at three in the morning became completely noisy because of one person's passing.

After watching TV for a while,

Li Luo picked up the remote control and turned it off.

He closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, falling into a deep sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Li Luo felt someone kiss him on the forehead in a daze. Opening his eyes, he found Wang Fei, with a face full of exhaustion, trying to cover him with a blanket.

"Back?"

He leaned back into the sofa.

"Hmm."

Wang Fei nodded.

The sofa sank, and she also turned back and lay down.

Li Luo hugged her, feeling the other party's body trembling, and hugged her even tighter into his arms.

In the warm embrace, Wang Fei closed her eyes, and tears slid down quietly.

The next day, this news spread completely, and the whole of Hong Kong seemed to be plunged into sadness.

Affected by this,

the mahjong game at Wang Fei's house came to an end.

Xiang Naying and the reluctant Gao Yuanyuan also boarded a plane to leave Hong Kong, returning to the capital to spend New Year's Day with their families.

On the plane, they unexpectedly met the depressed Li Erpeng.

"Weren't you planning to

Feeling somewhat unable to bear it, Na Ying could only choose to ask a question she already knew the answer to at this time.

"No."

Li Erpeng squeezed out a smile and shook his head slowly.

Of course he wanted to stay.

But he had noticed that Wang Fei's attitude toward him had become increasingly cold during this period; even the money he had used to pay the bill previously had been transferred back, and even though the meaning was already obvious, he still received a text message from her politely refusing him.

Two blows in succession directly left him stunned.

Everything had clearly been fine before.

All sorts of cold jokes and caring inquiries had received responses, and he could clearly feel that the other party's attitude had begun to soften.

How did it suddenly turn into a copper wall and an iron fortress?

"Sister Na."

After thinking for a while, he looked at Na Ying unwillingly: "Could it be that A-Fei has met someone else?"

As the original matchmaker.

Na Ying felt incredibly awkward being asked this question.

After secretly cursing Li Luo, she sighed and comforted him: "Maybe she hasn't recovered from that incident yet; actually, we've been playing mahjong these past few days."

"We haven't been busy with anything."

Once these words were out, Li Erpeng felt even more heartbroken.

To cater to her preferences, he invited Wang Fei to play mahjong every day, but the other party always said she was busy.

It turned out she just wasn't free to play with him.

Nodding, he stopped asking anything.

Soon, he took his phone out of his pocket, found a phone number labeled "Zhou Xun," and after hesitating for a moment, Li Erpeng quickly pressed the keypad.

The plane soared into the clouds, carrying the dejected man straight to Beijing.

Li Luo remained in Hong Kong.

Carrying out his work step by step.

In a flash, it was the evening of the 31st; he declined Wu Jing's invitation to dinner and drove to the pier alone.

The night sea breeze blew.

Yachts of all sizes swayed gently.

Walking along the wooden pier, he stopped beside a ten-meter-long yacht; the streamlined hull exuded elegance, and bright light shone out from the portholes.

Reborn into this life, many things were being experienced for the first time.

Including riding a yacht.

Li Luo stepped onto the yacht and walked along the small steps to the stern.

Through the glass door.

He could see the cabin inside.

Colorful fresh flowers decorated the space, a seafood feast was laid out on the table, a huge Australian lobster was placed red and bright in the middle, along with various fresh shrimp and abalone, making one's mouth water just looking at it.

Champagne was placed diagonally on the rack, and the crystal glasses emitted a brilliant glow under the spotlight.

Wang Fei was inside, arranging the white tableware.

Her expression was quite serious.

Hearing the movement, the young woman turned her head, and a brilliant smile bloomed on her face.

The sadness of her friend's passing was temporarily suppressed.

People always have to move forward.

Putting down the porcelain plate.

She trotted over and opened the stern door, giving Li Luo a very enthusiastic hug: "I've prepared a lot of delicious food for you; tonight, just the two of us will celebrate the New Year together."

"Whoa."

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at the large table of food: "I thought a lot of people would come; have you taken me for a glutton?"

"You are a glutton."

Wrinkling her nose, Wang Fei gave him a peck: "Help me untie the mooring rope; we're going out to sea."

"You can even drive a boat."

Li Luo's expression was very surprised.

He had thought they were just going to hang out here, but he didn't expect they would actually set sail.

This New Year's celebration was really not bad.

"That goes without saying."

Wang Fei proudly put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin: "I can do many things; don't underestimate me."

In front of Li Luo, she always maintained the posture of a little woman.

Without a hint of coldness.

The mooring rope was quickly untied, the yacht let out a low hum, and it quickly sailed toward the open sea, kicking up white spray; although the winter night breeze was a bit cold, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the two.

At Wang Fei's beckoning, Li Luo also excitedly went to the helm.

Turning the ship's wheel, he played with this big toy.

He certainly couldn't handle setting sail or docking, but driving for a while was absolutely no problem; unlike on land, as long as you don't mess around on the open sea, nothing will happen.

After sailing for ten minutes or so.

Wang Fei parked the yacht, which she had borrowed from a friend, near a small island.

The mountains blocked the sea breeze.

And there were brilliant stars in the sky.

Staying on a yacht worth millions, looking at the young lady in front of him, and then enjoying a candlelight seafood feast to his heart's content.

This little pleasure was indeed as enjoyable as it gets.

"Clink~"

The champagne glasses clinked together crisply, and the woman's face was like a flower.

"A gift for you."

Wang Fei put down her glass, opened the bag with a hint of excitement, took out a watch box, and opened it: "Ta-da! A new year requires a new watch."

"You refused me last time, but you can't refuse this time."

"Give me your hand."

Before Li Luo could speak, the girl forcibly grabbed his arm and skillfully unbuckled the Rolex on it: "I don't care, you must accept it; no objections allowed."

Putting the Rolex aside, Wang Fei grabbed the Patek Philippe and fastened it onto Li Luo.

The dark crocodile leather strap.

The white gold dial, with the golden hands ticking gently.

It looked exquisite from every angle.

"Do you like it?"

Looking left and right, Wang Fei nodded with satisfaction: "You actually look very good in this kind of watch with a simple color scheme; be a bit low-key, and others won't look down on you because of it."

"I like everything you give me."

Li Luo put the Rolex away and casually examined the Patek Philippe on his wrist: "Actually, I'm not particular about these things; I'd be just as happy if you gave me an electronic watch."

"Hey, you don't understand."

Wang Fei rested her chin on her hands and looked at him with a smile: "In Hong Kong, people respect your clothes before they respect you."

"I won't allow others to look down on you."

"Wearing a watch worth over 300,000 can match your status."

"Ah?"

Li Luo's expression was very surprised, and he inexplicably felt that the weight of the watch on his wrist had suddenly become heavy.

Wearing the 70,000-yuan Rolex that Fei Hong had given him.

He already felt it was luxurious enough.

He didn't expect to be wearing a Patek Philippe worth over 300,000 now; this thing could buy a house!

"Don't!"

Wang Fei shook her wrist, the gold bracelet on it swaying along, her face full of smiles: "You gave me a gift, so it's only right for me to reciprocate, isn't it?"

"Alright then."

Picking up a tissue to wipe his hands, Li Luo picked up the champagne and took a sip: "Receiving such a heavy gift, I have no way to repay you, so I can only offer myself!"

"No."

Wang Fei pretended to be scared and ran outside laughing:

"Help! There's a big pervert here!"

"You can't escape from my palm."

Li Luo cooperated perfectly, chasing after her with a ferocious grin; the two shouted and yelled as they reached the foredeck, and the young woman stumbled and fell backward onto the soft cushion of the deck, scrambling backward in a panic.

Although her expression was terrified, her eyes were filled with endless provocation.

Especially when she saw him take off his sweater, Wang Fei couldn't help but bite her finger gently.

The moisture in her eyes grew deeper.

Under the starry sky, the moonlight spilled onto his bulging muscles.

Full of power and aggression.

Swallowing hard, Wang Fei hurriedly grabbed at the shirt on her body, but the next moment, it was torn into several pieces of rags by Li Luo, who had pounced on her.

The lace bra wrapped around her small breasts.

Her skin reflected in the moonlight.

Was as fair as snow.

Under the gaze of the twinkling stars, Wang Fei's perfect waistline was also gently blown by the sea breeze.

As her hands slammed heavily onto the deck.

Her cries disturbed the sea.

In the sea breeze of Hong Kong, and on the blue seawater, accompanied by the starry sky, the two completely merged into nature, stepping into 2004 along with the passage of time.

【Yacht New Year's Eve, feeling the influence of nature】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Line delivery experience +30】

After the two days of New Year's Day.

After intense preparation work, the *SPL* crew officially started filming.

The opening ceremony was held in a hotel; because of the two big stars, Hong Jinbao and Ren Dahua, the media gathered at the scene, excitedly waiting for the moment when each actor would appear.

Reporters from both sides of the strait and the three regions had all come in large numbers.

For Hong Kong reporters.

There was an extremely focused point today.

This was the first action movie Hong Jinbao had taken on since *Kung Fu Hustle*; he had previously had a very unpleasant falling out with Zhou Xingchi, which even led to the incident of changing the action director at the last minute, so they wanted to get more information.

And the reporters from the mainland and Taiwan focused on Li Luo.

*Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber* was a hit in both places.

After *Heroes of Sui and Tang* took the ratings championship on Southern Satellite TV, it now sat easily in the number one spot for ratings in Hangzhou, and it was being broadcast in full swing in Chongqing and Sichuan.

Don't look at the fact that he had no movement in Hong Kong; he was incredibly popular in the mainland.

As his first movie officially entering the big screen.

It naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Backstage dressing room.

Li Luo straightened his hair in front of the mirror; as he moved, a flash of white was faintly visible.

"Whoa."

His arm was suddenly grabbed by the person beside him; Wu Jing pressed down on Li Luo's suit sleeve, revealing the exquisite watch inside, and he said in surprise: "Patek Philippe, huh? You're really wealthy."

"A gift from someone."

Shaking off his hand, Li Luo smiled and adjusted his suit: "It's not expensive, just over 300,000; it's a small matter for you, Brother Jing."

No matter what, the other party had acted in a dozen TV dramas.

He could still afford this amount of money.

"Damn."

Wu Jing tugged at his own hem and rolled his eyes.

He came up to give a compliment.

He didn't expect to be shown up.

One didn't need to think to know that this kind of thing was given by a woman; this guy was showing off to him!

Laughing out loud.

Li Luo continued to straighten his handsome suit.

A modern film.

It was his first time filming one.

Compared to costume dramas, it was another kind of handsomeness.

At the very least, he looked more spirited and masculine.

It was also at this moment.

The noise in the dressing room was even greater than before.

"Mr. Wu."

"Mr. Xiang."

"Mr. Huang."

All kinds of greetings were endless.

Li Luo turned his head and felt a hint of surprise; at the doorway, Long Wu from *God of Gamblers* suddenly appeared.

His face was sinister; one look and you knew he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

In fact, he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

In addition to being a film company boss, the actor who played Long Wu, Xiang Huaqiang, had a father who was the founder of Hong Kong's New Yee On; although New Yee On couldn't compare to the Bamboo Union Gang, it was still a big name in Hong Kong.

Receiving a warm welcome in the dressing room was also a matter of course.

"Brother Xiang."

Wu Dun led the other party forward and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you; this is my little brother Li Luo, and he is also the male lead of this play."

"Oh?"

Xiang Huaqiang extended his hand with interest.

"Mr. Xiang."

Li Luo smiled, shook his hand, nodded, and greeted him: "Very happy to meet you."

Setting aside his identity as a social figure.

The other party's status in the film and television circle was pivotal; like Wu Dun, he was a very successful film and television investor, with movies well-known to the public such as *God of Gamblers*, *All for the Winner*, *Fight Back to School*, *Royal Tramp*, and *Flirting Scholar*.

These were all from his hand.

In some respects, he had also made a very significant contribution to Hong Kong cinema.

"Hello."

Xiang Huaqiang smiled, looked him up and down, and nodded: "Not bad, tall and big, and quite a handsome guy."

His tone was gentle, and his Mandarin was quite good.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang."

Maintaining a standard smile, Li Luo let go of his hand and said: "Actually, I've seen Mr. Xiang many times; now that I'm in close contact, you feel even more imposing."

"Why don't I have an impression of that?"

Xiang Huaqiang looked at Wu Dun and asked in confusion: "Where have you seen me?"

"*God of Gamblers*."

Li Luo made a gesture of firing a gun: "You definitely couldn't see me at that time."

First, he was stunned.

Xiang Huaqiang then burst into laughter.