Chapter 673
Chapter 673: A Pie In The Sky.
After the call ended, Xiao Luo called Zhang Dashan. Zhang Dashan told him that Su Bei was picked up by her biological father, who was Bai Yuquan of Beijing White House.
“The white house? Bai Yuquan?”
Xiao Luo was shocked and surprised by this information. How did Beibei suddenly get involved with the White House?
“Bai Yuquan is the young master of the White House. His grandfather is the minister of the Joint Staff Department of the Military Commission, and his father is the commander of the North China Military Region. He is from a big family. Goddess Su went to Beijing to prepare for a lawsuit against Bai Yuquan to take Su Bei Back.” Zhang Dashan told Xiao Luo all he knew.
The more Xiao Luo listened, the more he frowned. Su Li went to Beijing to engage in a lawsuit with the White House. Could she even win?
Wouldn’t it be impossible to win a lawsuit against the White House’s immense power? It should be stressed again that this was the ‘White House’.
“This is nonsense!” Xiao Luo subconsciously blurted.
“Old Xiao, what did you do abroad?” Zhang Dashan asked.
“I’ll tell you when I have time, I’ll hang up first!”
Xiao Luo hung up and then looked towards the North. He took a deep breath, casted [Through The Snow Without Trace] and rushed over to Beijing this way.
When he saw a plane flying in the night sky, Xiao Luo felt a little upset. If he had called just a bit earlier, couldn’t he have just taken Obama’s private jet directly to Beijing? It would only take about the same amount of time, and he wouldn’t need to consume Internal Strength. He could also talk about life and ideals with Obama.
While rushing to the capital, Xiao Luo’s thoughts were constantly turning. He and the White House had bad blood as he had killed the paparazzi reporter Zhuo Wei, which led to Xia Hai Military Region commander Zhuo Yuze. Zhuo Yuze was the son-in-law of the White House, and the woman named Rose was also the White House’s person. She should be in the same generation as Bai Yuquan, and could be Bai Yuquan’s sister.
Bai Yuquan was Su Bei’s biological father… This complicated relationship gave Xiao Luo a headache. He originally wanted to go to the White House to ask for some interest. But now Su Bei suddenly became a White House person. For the sake of that girl, he couldn’t do anything out of line towards her family.
Of course, this was based on the premise that the White House didn’t do anything to annoy him.
“Why is that girl’s biological father Bai Yuquan of the White House?”
Xiao Luo felt it was difficult to accept this, but he soon got over it. Basing on Su Mu’s (Su Li’s Mother) personality, if Su Mu knew that Bai Yuquan was from the White House, she would surely use various means to have her eldest daughter (Su Li’s sister) establish contact with Bai Yuquan when she was in Beijing a few years ago. After all, she even drugged her youngest daughter Su Li.
Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for Su Li’s sister, to have such a mother!
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Approximately forty to fifty minutes later, Xiao Luo arrived at a city two or three hundred kilometers away from Beijing.
Long-distance use of big skills greatly consumes Internal Strength. Even if he had a substantial amount, he still had to make a temporary stop. To supplement his energy, he chose a place to eat in the city.
Although it was not recommended as he had just finished eating, Xiao Luo continued to rush to Beijing without stopping; however, his speed was decreased.
When he passed by the back hill of a university, he heard a boy confess to a girl. The girl said that she would agree to the boy’s confession if a pie fell from the sky. After a slight hesitation, Xiao Luo let go of the baked wheat cake in his hand at the boy and girl, and then watched on in silent.
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When a baked wheat cake fell between the two people, both the boy and girl were stunned.
The boy said shyly, “Xin, look, a pie fell from the sky. You have to promise to be my girlfriend.”
“I…” The girl looked up at the night sky and looked around to see who could’ve done this.
Where did this baked wheat cake come from? Is it really true that it just fell from the sky?
However, she didn’t really like this boy. She shouted, “You watched too many dramas? Although I don’t know how you could make this cake fall from the sky, I will never promise to be your girlfriend.”
After that, she turned around and walked away.
The boy was left behind. He picked up the baked wheat cake on the ground and ate it, depressed.
Xiao Luo saw that they didn’t become lovers in the end. He spread out his hands and raised his eyebrows, oh well…
After that small break, he continued to Beijing.
Half an hour later, he finally arrived in Beijing. After such a long distance of fast sprinting, he was out of breath and sweaty.
Compared with Xia Hai, Beijing was more prosperous, surrounded by flashing neon lights. Both sides of its streets were covered in glowing green, pink, light blue, and etc … The capital that would never actually sleep.
Although it was already late at night, the streets were bustling with pedestrians coming and going.
Xiao Luo easily mingled among the pedestrians. He checked the location sent by Su Li, then hailed a taxi, and hurried to the destination.
The Hillsworth Hotel ‒ modern, fashionable, atmospheric and elegant.
“Sir, please show me your ID or our accommodation card!” A waiter stopped him at the door with a polite smile.
“I don’t have one.” Xiao Luo said.
“Sorry sir, we need to verify your identity before we can let you in.”
The waiter still smiled politely. Visitors to the Hillsworth Hotel always needed to make an appointment, and it was their duty and obligation to verify the identity of anyone who entered the hotel for the safety of their guests.
“Oh, right?” Xiao Luo smiled and his pupils shrunk.
The waiter’s pupils also shrunk, and he quickly entered a hypnosis state.
“I am a guest in Room 1305. Now that you have verified my identity. Can you now let me in?” Xiao Luo asked.
The waiter robotically nodded.
Xiao Luo then adjusted his collar and walked in calmly.
The waiter came back from the hypnotized state when Xiao Luo got on the elevator. Recalling what happened just now, he felt that he had let an unidentified person in the hotel, but his mind kept reminding him that the identity of that person had already been verified; however, he couldn’t remember the said person’s name.
“This… what’s going on?”
The waiter scratched the back of his head, feeling as if he had just woken from a nap, and his spirit was in a trance.