Chapter 571: Deeply Discussing the Plot with Sister Xu Youyu

At around five thirty in the evening, the plane landed smoothly.

Li Luo led the three girls off the plane, sent a WeChat message to the Wenxue Group staff, then found the driver waiting at the airport exit.

The four of them got in the car and headed straight for the hotel.

Due to the evening rush hour, they didn't reach the hotel until around seven in the evening.

The editor Qianzhou waited at the hotel entrance for Li Luo, warmly greeted him, then his gaze fell on the three girls beside him.

Xu Youyu needed no introduction—she was also his editor, an old acquaintance.

The girl beside her, Yan Zhusheng, Qianzhou also remembered—she was Yuan Wanqing's daughter, the same girl who had been with Li Luo when he first met Chongran in person.

The last one was slightly unfamiliar to Qianzhou; he felt like this was the first time he'd seen her.

But he did have a vague recollection.

This girl seemed to be the female lead in the MV that Li Luo had starred in himself.

As the only platinum author Qianzhou personally mentored, he naturally paid close attention to Li Luo's daily affairs.

So recognizing Ying Chanxi was only natural.

But…

When he saw Li Luo bringing three girls to check into the hotel, Qianzhou's expression instantly turned strange.

Because… earlier, when discussing the annual meeting arrangements with Li Luo and Xu Youyu, Xu Youyu had explicitly refused a separate room.

And Li Luo had asked him to upgrade the standard suite to the top-tier executive suite—with a master bedroom and a secondary bedroom.

Originally, Qianzhou had assumed they simply wanted to share one room.

Considering what had happened in Qiongzhou City, Qianzhou had happily granted the favor.

After all, he'd already seen them kissing on the beach—let them share a room if they wanted.

He'd just remind them to be careful about safety later.

Once Li Luo went to college and came back for the annual meeting, he wouldn't have to worry about this anymore.

But who could have expected this!

How the hell did you bring three girls with you?

Are you planning to cram them all into one room?

The executive suite could technically accommodate four people—it had two double beds, designed for family trips.

But one guy with three girls? That's going too far!

Qianzhou's eyelid twitched several times as he led the four of them into the hotel, watching them complete the suite check-in.

As expected, Li Luo hadn't booked any other rooms for the two girls—all four would stay in the executive suite.

Thinking of this, Qianzhou rubbed his face, then quietly fell behind as the hotel staff guided them upstairs, whispering to Li Luo:

"Bro, take it easy, okay? Don't cause any trouble."

"What do you mean?" Li Luo raised an eyebrow.

"Don't make a huge scandal at the annual meeting," Qianzhou pleaded earnestly. "You're about to become a platinum author for Wenxue Group—you need to watch your image."

"Those two are cousins—my distant cousins. They'll stay in the secondary bedroom," Li Luo said, pointing at the backs of Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng.

"Heh."

Fine.

As long as it sounds plausible on the surface.

Qianzhou pulled at his mouth, not believing a word of it.

If they were really cousins, why stay in the same executive suite?

Isn't that just making yourself a third wheel for Xu Youyu and him?

But then Qianzhou reconsidered—could all three girls really be involved with Li Luo?

Qianzhou followed Li Luo into the elevator, glanced at the other three girls inside, then fell into deep thought.

Though he had to admit, among his peers—no, even among all males under thirty—Li Luo was an exceptionally dazzling presence.

His features, height, and physique were all above average, and he carried himself cleanly and neatly.

He had talent: one best-selling online novel, plus a short story whose film and TV rights had already been sold.

He was also the exclusive lyricist and composer for pop star Yuan Wanqing, having produced two legendary albums, each selling millions of copies.

And despite all this talent, his academic performance was outstanding—he ranked among the top students in his elite high school.

Each of these achievements alone would make him impressive.

But when combined? This kid wasn't human.

Yet even so, Qianzhou had never in his life seen three equally outstanding girls willingly share a room with one guy.

Kids these days really knew how to play.

Thinking of himself as a lonely, miserable bachelor while Li Luo already had three girlfriends, Qianzhou couldn't help but shed silent, sorrowful tears inside.

Truly, some drown while others burn in drought!

"I'll head to my room first—let the staff take you up."

When the elevator reached the eighth floor, Qianzhou stepped out and waved to Li Luo: "There's a large shopping center nearby with plenty of restaurants—if you haven't eaten yet, go check it out."

"Tomorrow afternoon is the author exchange session—if you're interested, drop by and chat with familiar writers."

"The annual meeting is tonight—the location's already posted in the WeChat group."

"For the banquet, only you and Xu Youyu can attend—the two cousins will have to go to the family dinner in the adjacent restaurant."

"OK." Li Luo gave a thumbs-up to show he understood.

As the elevator doors closed, they followed the staff up to the hotel's twenty-eighth floor.

This entire floor consisted of the hotel's premium suites.

Li Luo's group had one of the highest-tier executive suites; under the attendant's guidance, they reached the door, swiped their card to enter, and the attendant briefly explained the suite's features and benefits.

Li Luo's group's suitcases had already been delivered to the room by other attendants.

After confirming Li Luo's group had no further needs, the attendant bowed and left the room.

Ying Chanxi and the others didn't even glance at the secondary bedroom; each of them slipped into the master bedroom, opened their suitcases, and pulled out the items they'd need before sleeping.

"It's pretty big, huh?" Xu Youyu stepped into the master bedroom, glanced at the bed, then spread her arms to measure it. "Feels a bit bigger than your bed at home."

"Mm." Yan Zhusheng nodded. "We won't get pushed off the bed by Xixi anymore."

"I've never pushed you off!" Ying Chanxi immediately flustered, denying it quickly.

"You always squeeze into Li Luo's arms, and then you push into me," Yan Zhusheng said seriously. Hearing this, Ying Chanxi's face flushed red, her expression guilty as she muttered softly: "I don't always…"

"Once you're done packing, let's go eat," Li Luo clapped his hands, gesturing to the three. "We rarely come to Tianhe City—let's find a Cantonese restaurant."

"Let's go, let's go!" At the mention of food, Xu Youyu's energy surged; she immediately raised both hands and cheered, "Let's go!"

Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng followed behind; the four exited the room, descended the stairs, left the hotel, walked a few steps, crossed the intersection, and directly across was a sizable mall.

As they descended, Li Luo specifically asked an author friend in the WeChat group who lived in Tianhe City if there were any authentic Cantonese restaurants.

One author recommended a small roadside eatery—it was modest in appearance but served authentic flavors at reasonable prices.

Li Luo checked the location: one kilometer from the hotel, on the opposite end of the mall, requiring passage through two more streets.

So he simply led the three girls on a leisurely stroll down the street.

As one of China's four top-tier cities, Tianhe City remained lively at night, its roads bustling with traffic.

The four directly crossed the mall, then passed through two more streets, finally arriving at the small eatery recommended by the author friend.

!

From outside, the restaurant looked unremarkable; its decor clearly showed its age.

But the more ordinary it appeared, the more Li Luo approved.

Especially when he looked inside—the diners were mostly middle-aged and elderly uncles, aunts, grandfathers, and grandmothers; clearly an old-established establishment.

The flavor must be excellent.

So the four found seats, took the menu, and ordered several of its signature dishes.

Sticky rice chicken, steamed sea bass, honey-glazed char siu, soy sauce-steamed pork ribs…

Cantonese cuisine in Tianhe City tends to be lighter, emphasizing freshness, unlike the oily and spicy flavors of Sichuan.

This matched the taste profile of Yuhang City, so the four found it easy to adapt to.

After finishing six dishes and one soup, the four spent less than two hundred yuan—indeed quite cheap.

At a formal upscale Cantonese restaurant, this portion size would cost three or four hundred.

"By the way," Li Luo suddenly remembered something and turned to Yan Zhusheng. "Where has Aunt Yuan's concert tour reached?"

"It's already come here," Yan Zhusheng said. "But Tianhe City just finished its shows a few days ago; there's another concert this weekend in nearby Nanshan City."

"Then maybe we should go see it on the way?" Li Luo glanced at Ying Chanxi beside him, watching her expression as he spoke. "I've got my editor and some author friends here too—we can ask if they're interested."

Ying Chanxi had no aversion to concerts; after all, Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng's performances were both excellent.

Besides, since this was one of Li Luo's few social obligations, inviting his editor and author friends made sense.

Yan Zhusheng stole a glance at Ying Chanxi; seeing her give a slight nod of agreement, she nodded too. "Sure. I'll message Xiao Wen and ask her to hold tickets."

"So after the annual meeting tomorrow, we'll head to Nanshan City the day after?" Xu Youyu counted on her fingers. "Is Nanshan City far? Should we take the high-speed train?"

"Mm." Li Luo nodded, then pulled out his phone and sent messages to a few author friends he knew well.

After finishing the meal, the four wandered the streets again, taking a leisurely walk to digest.

By the time they returned to the hotel, it was already past ten at night.

Li Luo and Xu Youyu took out their laptops and went to the window-side workspace in the living room.

The oversized desk was so spacious that even after placing their laptops down, there was still plenty of room.

Opposite them stretched a huge floor-to-ceiling window, offering a view of the Pearl River cutting through Tianhe City, and across the river, the Pearl Tower rising into the clouds.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng had already taken their change of clothes into the bathroom.

Xu Youyu noticed them enter, then grinned mischievously and placed her bare foot on Li Luo's thigh, deliberately rubbing it twice.

"What are you doing?" Li Luo glanced sideways at her, swatting her foot. "Aren't you uncomfortable like this? Just write your chapter."

"Xixi and Zhusheng are both in the shower—do you really think we're just going to sit here and write?" Xu Youyu winked at him. "Actually, I finished today's update this morning."

"Then what do you want to do?" Li Luo's hand slid onto her ankle, then crept up her pant leg.

"Nothing, I was just saying that," Xu Youyu, seeing him take the bait, changed her tone, immediately grabbing the keyboard with both hands as if determined to write. "I'm going to write now."

Could Li Luo tolerate this?

He yanked her leg over with force.

Xu Youyu gasped as Li Luo pulled her into his arms; once she regained her senses, she couldn't help but giggle into his shoulder: "What are you doing? Didn't you say we were going to write properly?"

"Someone's always trying to tempt me."

"I'm not! You're just helplessly drawn to my charm."

"You dare say that?"

Li Luo pinched her chin and kissed her, silencing her teasing lips.

The laptop was shoved aside.

Fortunately, the desk was wide enough that the laptop didn't fall to the floor.

Xu Youyu was laid flat on the desk, her long hair cascading like a waterfall over the opposite edge.

Li Luo leaned over her, his gaze rising to meet the Pearl Tower across the river.

The Pearl River flowed quietly beneath the night's twilight.

The moonlight flickered faintly behind gauzy clouds.

The two people's writing game ended as the patter of water in the bathroom ceased.

Xu Youyu slid off the desk with eyes like silk, shot him a sultry glance, then slipped into the bedroom to fetch clean clothes for her bath.

Soon, Ying Chanxi stepped out of the bathroom first, and Xu Youyu went in to bathe.

Li Luo had already prepared the hairdryer; he waved to Ying Chanxi and gestured for her to sit at the desk: "Sit still, I'll dry your hair."

Ying Chanxi sat down obediently, then glanced at the desk and asked curiously, "Did you spill water?"

"Huh? What?"

"Didn't you spill water on the desk when you drank?" Ying Chanxi pointed to a small puddle on the surface. "The desk is wet."

"Oh, oh oh…" Li Luo nodded guiltily, embarrassed. "Yeah, I didn't notice just now—must've spilled it by accident."

Ying Chanxi didn't doubt him, but asked again: "Didn't you write any words just now? You've still got zero."

"Cough." Li Luo averted his gaze and made up an excuse: "I was just discussing the plot with Youyu, haven't started writing yet."

(End of Chapter)