I became famous in the interstellar world by fortune-telling
Liu Yueban took Huo Chuan to get tidied up.
He had drunk too much and probably didn't want to go home. If he got too close to Sheng Meisha, Liu was afraid that he would be stimulated and do something extreme. So he simply booked a room for him in a high-end hotel in Leicester.
Ling Jiu followed them there. Seeing that everything was okay and having successfully got the Enlightenment Stone, he left in a hurry as if there was a fire on his eyebrows.
Liu Yueban watched the door that was slammed shut and the young man lying on the bed in a spread-eagle position. Resignedly, he went to get a wet towel and also placed an order for some hangover medicine.
Huo Chuan stared blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what was on his mind.
At this time, the brain implant flashed, playing a flashy piece of music...
"Your face is thicker than the city wall around the corner."
"You promised every girl you held in your arms."
"Take my brother away quickly..."
Liu Yueban:... What kind of taste does this family have? The key is that this brainwashing divine song is still playing on a loop.
Liu Yueban rubbed the bubbles with his hands awkwardly and shouted through the door, "Please, be a bit more reasonable."
"Either answer the call or put it on mute. I can't stand this song anymore."
Huo Chuan muttered something and finally raised his hand to answer the call.
"Second brother, what's up?"
Even through the screen, Huo San could sense that strong sense of dejection and couldn't help but use his extraordinary radar to test the waters: "Oh, are you lovelorn?"
Huo Chuan:...
Huo San clicked his tongue: "Who is the other person? Is there anyone our little brother can't handle?"
Huo Chuan: "What exactly do you want? I'll hang up if there's nothing."
Huo San quickly stopped him: "Hey, don't. You need your brother's warmth the most at this time. Come on, tell me who it is that has made our little brother so down in the dumps. I'll give you some advice."
Huo Chuan turned off the video call, leaving only the audio, and didn't want to pay attention to him.
Huo San chattered on: "Brother, you know me. Your brother may not be good at other things, but when it comes to dating, it's a piece of cake for me. There's no castle I can't conquer. If you tell me, there might still be a chance..."
Huo Chuan perked up his ears and finally asked hesitantly, "Then tell me, why do women like older men?"
Huo San didn't even hesitate: "Money, power, or directly inheriting the estate after getting married. It's pretty much those things."
Huo Chuan:... Suddenly, he felt that sense of powerlessness that only his father had.
Huo San was still babbling away: "My brother is talented, good-looking, and has a bright future. Who's so blind? Tell me, and I'll sort it out for you."
Huo Chuan: "How are you going to sort it out?"
Huo San said, "It's easy. Who's the guy? Just give him a check and make him leave voluntarily."
Liu Yueban could hear that annoying and overbearing tone even through the door.
So it turns out that Young Master Huo's temperament is hereditary.
He had a complicated look on his face and couldn't help but shout back, "That person can't be dealt with by money."
Huo San didn't seem to expect that there was someone else there and immediately toned down his voice and put on a solemn look like an old scholar: "Who is it exactly? If you don't tell me, there's no way to solve the problem, right?"