Chapter 37 Her Father: Get Out!

The next day at noon, Bai Lu woke up hungry and went to look for something to eat, only to find that the fridge was completely empty—not even a single leaf of lettuce. The celestial man hadn’t lied to her after all; this luxury apartment was indeed rarely used by the wealthiest man.

After drinking a few bottles of mineral water, by evening Bai Lu was so famished her vision was going black. Just as she was hesitating over whether to risk turning on her phone to order some food, the doorbell rang.

It couldn’t be anyone but someone from this floor.

Dad?

Was it Dad? It had to be Dad!

Letting out a little howl, Bai Lu rushed to open the door—

“Excuse me, are you—?” In front of her stood a kindly smiling aunt, carrying two reusable grocery bags. “I’m the housekeeper. I come regularly to clean.”

Bai Lu slammed the door shut with a bang and immediately called security to come throw her out.

Trying to trick her? In her dreams!

Two minutes later, security arrived. They confirmed that Auntie Li was indeed the housekeeper employed by this apartment, coming every three days to clean. Auntie Li also produced her access card as proof.

Embarrassed, Bai Lu poured Auntie Li a glass of water. “I’m so sorry, Auntie Li. I thought you were a paparazzo. You have an access card, but you knocked instead of coming straight in, so you must have known someone was here. And the apartment hasn’t been lived in for ages, yet you brought so much food and drink. I just—truly, I’m sorry.”

Auntie Li just praised her. “Miss Bai, you’re very clever and alert. That’s a good thing.”

Bai Lu felt even more embarrassed. “Please, just call me Lu. But, how did you know I was here? And why did you bring so much food? Did A Sui tell you?”

Auntie Li shook her head. “I don’t know who you’re talking about. I’ve been working here for three years and have only ever met one gentleman—the one who hired me, I think his surname is Tang.”

Bai Lu asked, “Gentle, always wearing a pair of crescent-shaped gold-rimmed glasses?”

Auntie Li nodded. “That’s him. But the person who called me and asked me to prepare food wasn’t him.”

Bai Lu smiled sweetly. “It must have been A Sui! Auntie Li, I can’t turn on my phone right now—could I borrow yours for a moment?”

There was a landline in the apartment, but she couldn’t remember A Sui’s number.

Auntie Li handed her the phone and went off to the kitchen to cook. When the call connected, it took a long time before anyone answered.

“Speak.”

The moment she heard his voice, Bai Lu’s smile was especially sweet. “A Sui, I knew it was you. You’re so thoughtful—you knew I didn’t dare turn on my phone or go out, so you asked Auntie Li to come and cook for me.”

Huo Yan Fang replied, “Mm.”

Bai Lu told him about the little misunderstanding just now. “Luckily, Auntie Li wasn’t upset.”

Huo Yan Fang chuckled softly and praised her as well. “You’re very alert. That’s good.”

“Oh, stop praising me, I’m mortified,” Bai Lu blushed. “A Sui, thank you so much—”

“Huo.”

It was Tang Xing’s voice. Bai Lu heard it and quickly said, “A Sui, I hear Tang Xing! You must be working, right? Go ahead, I won’t disturb you—don’t want the billionaire to scold you because of me!”

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Huo Yan Fang lifted his eyelids slightly to look at Tang Xing.

Tang Xing’s eyelid twitched. “President Huo, did I do something wrong?”

Huo Yan Fang said, “Forget it. What do you want?”

Tang, the ever-perceptive assistant, remembered that a few hours ago, President Huo had asked him for Auntie Li’s phone number, the housekeeper at the Yipinlan Apartment downtown.

How could he not understand? He got it immediately.

Ha, not only is Ye Jingyan a fan of Bai Lu, now President Huo is too.

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Auntie Li’s food was delicious, and Bai Lu ate until her stomach felt like it would burst.

“Lu, what would you like to eat tomorrow? I’ll make it for you,” Auntie Li asked.

Bai Lu was very well-behaved. “Everything you make, I love!”

Auntie Li was utterly charmed by her sweetness.

Before leaving, Auntie Li stood at the apartment door and held out her arms. “Lu, may I give you a hug?”

Bai Lu nodded, and Auntie Li hugged her tightly. “Lu, you… it’s nothing, I’ll come back tomorrow and make you something tasty!”

As Auntie Li let go and left, Bai Lu saw that her eyes were red.

In that moment, Bai Lu’s nose stung with emotion.

She couldn’t turn on her phone, but the apartment had a computer and she could go online. She saw that her fans were all saying that if they ever got the chance to meet her, they’d give her a big hug.

Male fans weren’t allowed to hug her, but female fans could.

The male fans were indignant and said they’d bring their mothers to hug her. The female fans were equally insistent, saying everyone has a mom, and when the time comes, they’ll bring all their aunts to hug her too. She had to feel how much they loved her!

Reading these comments online made Bai Lu laugh and cry at the same time.

When Auntie Li asked to hug her, she almost burst into tears.

To be loved by her fans—what happiness!

Standing at the doorway, Bai Lu secretly wiped her tears.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of her eye and called out, “Uncle Gu!”

Gu Pianran was carrying a lunchbox, smiling gently. “I came to bring Yiting his dinner. I thought, since you and he are both celebrities, it wouldn’t be convenient for you to order takeout, so I brought you a portion as well. But it looks like I was worrying too much—someone is taking very good care of you.”

Bai Lu heard the hidden meaning in his words but pretended not to, nodding vigorously. “That’s right, A Sui is very considerate. Not only did he let me stay in this apartment, he even called Auntie Li to come and cook for me.”

“Uncle Gu, you and A Sui are both so thoughtful,” she said, pointing at the lunchbox in his hand, her smile sweet and obedient. “Thank you, Uncle Gu!”

Gu Pianran thought for a moment but couldn’t remember when someone named A Sui had appeared at Huo Yan Fang’s side. Seeing the young lady so open and sincere, he felt it must be his own misunderstanding.

“No need to thank me,” Gu Pianran said, about to leave.

Bai Lu stopped him. “Uncle Gu, could I… keep this? I want to save it for a midnight snack.”

“Of course,” Gu Pianran replied. “It was meant for you anyway.”

Because of Yiting, he’d ended up knowing far more about the entertainment world than he ever wanted to. The wrap party’s live broadcast had caused quite a stir.

He genuinely felt sorry for this young Bai Lu.

Since he was bringing food to Yiting anyway, he figured he might as well bring some for the young lady too—it was only a little extra work for the housekeeper.

Hugging the lunchbox, Bai Lu asked carefully, “Uncle Gu, could I go with you? There’s something I’d like to say to Movie King Lu.”

She wanted to cry—he was her father, yet she couldn’t acknowledge him, and had to address him as “Movie King Lu” like a stranger.

“Of course,” Gu Pianran agreed.

Was it that people close to Huo Yan Fang, like himself, also cared about Bai Lu? Or had Bai Lu somehow managed to charm someone in Huo Yan Fang’s circle? Soon he would know.

Bai Lu, blissfully unaware of Uncle Gu’s thoughts, followed him cheerfully to 886—her father’s apartment.

“Pianran, what took you so long? I’m starving—” Lu Yiting’s face instantly soured when he saw Bai Lu behind Gu Pianran. “Gu Pianran, why did you bring her here?”

Clutching her lunchbox, Bai Lu said, “Movie King Lu, I just wanted to thank you.”

“I’ve got nothing to say to you. Get out,” Lu Yiting replied.

Bai Lu fell silent.

It must be that her father still misunderstood, thinking she wanted to take shortcuts!

That had to be it!

After all, her father was the most, most, most elegant man in the world!