Back in her previous life, when she read this part of the story, she even specially commented and ridiculed the author for putting in this plot point.
She had a nagging feeling that the three moral views of the novel “The Film Empress’ Loyal Dog CEO” were quite twisted. If good people die young, the bad ones should suffer for a thousand years. If it weren’t for the fact that the villainess shared the same name as hers, she would’ve abandoned a novel as crazy as this a long ago!
At this moment, when she thought of Lu Beige’s final ending, Qiao Moyu couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. Noticing how sleepy Luo Luo appeared, she took his hand and led him home.
As they walked up the stairs, Qiao Moyu already made her decision. She bent down and said to the little boy: “Luo Luo, mom will bring you someplace tomorrow. Mom is going to work just like last time, so Luo Luo should play closeby, alright?”
When the toddler heard that his mother will be bringing him to her work, he nodded immediately.
Qiao Moyu ruffled his hair and said in a mysterious voice: “Also, Luo Luo can help mother. I’ve prepared something that I need your help with.”
She had already given it some thought. In fact, bringing him along whenever she did this will bring great benefits to his life in the future.
When she helped Director Wang last time, Qiao Moyu had no other choice since she urgently needed money. Now and in the future, she will examine the other person’s character to see if they’re fit for enlightenment.
If she could bring good fortune to Lu Beige tomorrow, perhaps she can save a life and prevent him from suicide. Then her deed would be a merit.
When Qiao Moyu reached the bedroom upstairs, she noticed just how tired Luo Luo was. She picked him up, and in less than two minutes, the little toddler fell asleep in her arms.
As he dozed off, his small lips pouted while his eyelashes left delicate shadows on his face. Who knows what he dreamt of, since the boy suddenly smiled.
After a few minutes, he smiled once again.
Qiao Moyu accompanied him for a while before getting up and going to another room to listen to the recordings.
Lu Beige should have left this letter around three days ago. There was only a single sentence on it: “Master, I didn’t know I would fall to this point one day, but there’s no other way out for me.”
Below was a written address and time for the opening of his studio.
Qiao Moyu recorded his contact details and called him.
After a few rings, someone answered. It was a very young and clear voice: “Hello.”
Qiao Moyu answered with a coarse voice on purpose: “This Master just visited the Taoist Temple at the Northern Suburbs.”
Startled, Lu Beige immediately replied: “Greeting Master! Have you read my letter?”
“Yes.” Qiao Moyu said: “Tomorrow, we will arrive on time at the appointed location.”
“Then as for the compensation–” actually, Lu Beige seldom spoke of money since he was too poor to even pay start his own business.
Qiao Moyu recited the lines she prepared beforehand: “I will be opening my doors tomorrow without accepting a single cent. If you’re perhaps blessed with fortune, then make sure to remember the way there.”
Initially, Lu Beige was very adamant about going; if the other party charges expensively, he will try his best to match the price. However, if the price was neither too high nor too low, it was unknown whether this was a scam or not.
He quickly said: “Master, I will pay for your hard work…I am indeed very poor right now, so please don’t despise me.”
“If you feel sorry for yourself, then write a song everyday and give it to Little Sister!” Qiao Moyu added, “Tomorrow, a quarter before one, we will be there on time,”
“Alright, thank you master!”
After hanging up, Qiao Moyu prepared to leave the next day. Since Luo Luo’s equipment wasn’t so good the last time, she prepared this time by specially creating a set of clothes for Luo Luo. She also ordered a ‘peach wooden sword’ that looked as if it was made of plastic with a wooden pattern.
