Chapter 8 the miserable Bai Lan

Di Junlin's big hand, gently touched the two small red flowers, eyes flashing a trace of gentleness.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!"

The pleasant light music suddenly interrupted Di Junlin's thoughts.

"What is it?"

Di Junlin picked up the phone and coldly asked. His tone without a trace of warmth and his body's aura also becoming frigid.

"Hey! I say, Young Master Di! How come every time I call you, your tone is like I owe you a lot of money? Can we consider not being so cold next time?"

Bai Lan held a custom-made phone in his hand and wore a large pair of Gucci sunglasses that directly covered half of his handsome face. He had one hand in the pocket of his suit pants and said lazily.

"Don't call me if you have nothing to do."

After saying that, Di Junlin was about to hang up when an anxious voice came from the other side.

"Hey! Don't, don't hang up. If there's something, of course, there's something."

Bai Lan heard Di Junlin's impatient tone and knew that he was going to hang up, so he quickly said.

Di Junlin walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the hall. "Speak, what's the matter?"

Bai Lan looked around and found a place to sit down. "Come down first. I'll wait for you at the lobby of your hotel."

Di Junlin raised his thick eyebrows in a domineering manner. "You better have something, or else...!" He hung up the phone before he could finish his sentence...

Bai Lan heard the beeping sound and put away his phone. Why did he suddenly feel a chill on his back?

Di Junlin put on his clothes and was about to go out when he suddenly turned back to look at the bedroom. He closed the bedroom door and then went to the elevator.

When Di Junlin reached the first floor, the bodyguards in black were still standing at the elevator door.

Ding Dong... The elevator slowly opened...

"Young Master Di. "

The bodyguards in black bowed respectfully.

"Arthur! Send someone to clean the room in the future. No one is allowed to enter the bedroom that I closed the door to without my permission."

"Er Qi! After the surveillance footage is found, go and get it personally. Give it to me later."

Di Junlin said indifferently and turned around to walk towards Bai Lan's place.

"Yes."

Although Di Junlin turned around and left, Arthur and Er Qi nodded their heads and replied in the same manner.

Bleu and Er Lin followed a meter behind Di Junlin.

The moment Di Junlin walked over, he saw Bai Lan. Then, Di Junlin walked to the opposite side of him and sat down. He crossed his fingers and lazily placed them on the table. "Speak! What is it?"

"..."

When Bai Lan saw Di Junlin like this, he subconsciously hid his throat and swallowed his saliva. Why did he have a bad feeling?

"Young Master Di! Look... Am I more handsome than you today? Do I look better in a suit than you?"

Bai Lan said with a smile and tidied up his suit.

"..."

Di Junlin looked at Bai Lan from the corner of his eyes. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and asked coldly, "Was this the reason you came?"

Bai Dian cutely nodded. "Yes!" Bai Lan nodded. Then, he said bitterly, "I finally caught you. I knew you came to City A, so I couldn't wait to come. It's not easy for me to see you. You are even harder to see than me, a celebrity."

"Oh?"

Di Junlin let out a casual "oh," then said coldly, "Bleu! Er Lin! Take off his glasses for me."

"Yes."

As soon as Di Junlin gave the order, Er Lin and Bleu rushed forward together and held Bai Lan down.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you still my brother? Is this how you would treat a brother?"

Bai Lan quickly used his hands to resist Bleu and Er Lin. However, it was obviously useless. How could Di Junlin's bodyguards be so weak?

Er Lin held Bai Lan's hands down, and Bleu quickly removed Bai Lan's sunglasses.

Di Junlin's handsome face was instantly exposed.

Di Junlin curled his lips slightly and raised his voice, "Bai Lan, Heavenly King of Film and Television, this young master is really lucky today. I didn't expect to see you while sitting here drinking tea."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I say, bro, how can you do this?"

Bai Lan quickly covered his face with his hand and complained to Di Junlin in a low voice.

However, no matter how much Bai Lan covered his face, it was already too late. Some waiters and customers were already looking over—especially Bai Lan's fans. They all picked up their phones and rushed over to take photos.

Di Junlin's lips curled up into a cold and sinister arch. "Bai Lan, the King of Film and Television, I wonder if I can treat you to a cup of tea today."

Bai Lan was on the verge of tears. How could he play with people like that.

Drink tea. It was more like drinking poison.

However, what made Bai Lan even more miserable was still to come.

"Wow! It's really Bai Lan! He's so handsome! He's so much more handsome than on TV."

"Yeah! What should I do? I'm almost mesmerized by him."

When Bai Lan heard this, his heart was filled with joy.

"However, look at the man opposite him. Who is he? Oh! He's so handsome. I'm going to faint. I'm going to faint!"

"Handsome! He's so handsome. He's simply the most perfect prince charming in my heart."

"Oh! I'm going to faint. I want to marry him."

"I want to. I want to too! I've decided that, from now on, the prince charming in my heart will replace Bai Lan with him."

Bai Lan: "..." The feeling of an arrow piercing his chest.

"Right, right, right! I'll also replace the Bai Lan in my heart with him from now on."

Bai Lan: "..." The feeling of being shot in the back by an arrow.

"Oh my God, how can there be such a perfect man in the world? In the past, I thought that Bai Lan was the most perfect prince charming. But now, I realize that there's actually such a handsome man in the world that's making me dizzy. Oh! I'm going to faint!"

After the brainless woman finished speaking, she really fainted.

Bai Lan: "..." He leaned on the table. This time, it felt like an arrow had pierced through his heart.

Bleu and Er Lin, who were watching from the side, resisted the urge to laugh. If it wasn't for Di Junlin, the two of them would definitely have fallen to the ground laughing.

Bai Lan looked up at Di Junlin and said weakly, "You win."

Di Junlin lazily responded with an "mm," and then the corner of his lips curled up into a smile that said, "You asked for it." After saying that, Di Junlin left the place. "Little Fellow! You want to compete with me and see who is better looking? You are simply courting death."

When Di Junlin stood up and walked to Bleu's side, he said coldly, "Get rid of the photos in those people's phones."

"Yes, Young Master Di."

Bleu said respectfully while Er Lin continued to follow behind Di Junlin.

"Young Master Di! This is the surveillance video you asked for."

Er Qi saw Di Junlin walking over and quickly handed the item in his hands to him.

"Mm! Have you cleaned up the upstairs?"

Di Junlin took the chip from Er Qi's hands and asked coldly.

Er Qi said, "It's done."

After Er Qi finished speaking, he pressed the elevator button. After Di Junlin walked in, he pressed the number for the 48th floor and closed the elevator. He then continued to stand there at attention.