There was a large group of Jueye people present, but not many of them understood.
"Okay." Luo Yibei nodded lightly to Qing Muchen, and then left the Luo family.
A man was driving slowly on the road. The last place where the white Lamborghini stopped was a hotel far away from the busy city.
After arriving, he did not get out of the car, but took out a camera from the back seat of the car.
It was already very late at this time, long past the meal time.
The hotel's restaurant is very quiet, with quiet music flowing from the room. Only one table in the large dining area is occupied.
A middle-aged man and woman, the man is dressed in a neat suit, luxuriously dressed, restrained and steady.
The woman is completely opposite to the man. She is dressed very plainly, with a simple cotton skirt and a plain shirt. The whole person is as elegant as a spotless white orchid.
The two of them seemed to be about the same age, and except for their clothes, they matched well in other aspects.
After the man sat down, his face was always lowered consciously, as if he was avoiding something.
"Rutian, I don't want a reputation or anything. You know, I'm not that kind of person. My character has never been in dispute with anyone. What I want has never changed over the years." The young woman looked at the middle-aged man with deep affection. During the meal, as she ate, her hand covered the back of the man's hand.
"Ajin, I know, I've always known it." The middle-aged man did not reject the other party's action. Instead, he held the woman's hand behind his back, "But I want to give you everything I can give you."
The middle-aged woman smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, "It's enough if you have the heart. I don't care, really."
"Ah Jin, I'm sorry for you all these years!" The middle-aged man looked at the woman with unusually gentle eyes.
Luo Yibei sat in the car, holding the window with his hands, watching the scene here calmly, with a sneer on his lips, and raised the camera in his hand.
The two people in the restaurant were still cuddling.
The woman leaned on the man's shoulder for a long time. It took more than an hour to finish the simple dinner.
At around eleven o'clock, the two of them did not leave, but went to the accommodation area above the restaurant one after another.
The middle-aged man seemed to be avoiding something. He kept his head lowered all the way upstairs.
Luo Yibei opened the car door, walked out, and followed the two of them upstairs.
The middle-aged man and the woman entered the elevator and went directly to a room upstairs. Luo Yibei watched the door of their room close, and what happened in the room was blocked by a door.
Luo Yibei stood in the corridor for a while, then turned to the hotel waiter who happened to be pushing the trolley up, and asked casually, "Which room are you sending?"
There are few people in C City who don't recognize his face.
He asked and the waiter answered honestly.
Pointing to the room ahead where the middle-aged man had just gone, the waiter greeted him and continued to move forward.
Luo Yibei's eyes moved in the direction of his fingers. When the cart passed by, his hand calmly reached towards the bouquet of flowers placed on the cart.
His movement was so slight that the waiter didn't notice anything at all and just pushed the cart in.
Luo Yibei watched him take the bouquet of flowers in, listened to the conversation inside, made sure the flowers were accepted, turned and left the hotel.
He went back home directly afterwards and did not continue to pay attention to this place.