That person had always been opposed to him entering the entertainment industry, and convincing him to accept Luo Xiaoqian, who was also part of this circle, would probably be very difficult.
"I swear to God and Buddha!" Leng Zirui raised his right hand.
Leng Zimo was not the slightest bit moved, "Cut the crap, I know you’re an atheist."
"Alright, alright!" Leng Zirui resignedly put on a serious face, "I swear on the honor of Eagle Falcon People that if I lie to you, I’ll be punished by the heavens to fall in love with an incredibly troublesome woman. Is that good enough?"
To him, the honor of Eagle Falcon People was far more important than any God or Buddha.
Leng Zimo locked eyes with him for a moment, indeed realizing that his brother wasn’t lying, and then let go of his collar and sat back down in his seat.
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The plane landed in Chengdu, and hauling the luggage Leng Zimo had prepared for her, Luo Xiaoqian looked around for a phone.
"Xiao Qian!"
Yu Tong and Xiao Zhou, who had been waiting at the exit, saw her and immediately jogged over to meet her.
"Why are both of you here?" Luo Xiaoqian was somewhat surprised.
"Work-related stuff," Yu Tong said offhandedly as she took the luggage case from her hand, while Xiao Zhou steadied Luo Xiaoqian’s arm and led her towards the exit.
"Wait a minute," Luo Xiaoqian stopped, "Can I make a phone call?"
"What’s the matter?" Yu Tong asked.
Luo Xiaoqian didn’t want to say Leng Zimo’s name outright, "Nothing serious... just want to make a long-distance call to Beijing."

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