She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Seeing this, Luo Yusheng had an indescribable feeling.

Although Jiang Lili is usually disliked, she is still a student after all.

It seems that Ji Tingxiao and Song Qianqian did not help her resolve this matter recently; instead, it has only escalated.

……

Having finally woken up naturally, Luo Yusheng washed up, and then Wang Ma came upstairs.

"Miss, Mr. Luo's flight to Kyoto is at noon today, and arrangements have been made for you to have lunch at Chengde Restaurant today."

Chengde Tower?

This is the largest and best restaurant in Kyoto.

Luo Yusheng pondered for a while and guessed that there must be many important people at today's banquet.

"You can go get ready now," Wang Ma reminded her, standing beside her after she finished breakfast.

Luo Yusheng nodded and went into the dressing room.

She brought quite a few clothes with her, not to mention that her personal designer sends over a batch every quarter.

After much deliberation, Luo Yusheng finally chose a beige slip dress.

It is inlaid with several pure white pearls, and it is clearly handmade.

Luo Yusheng quickly changed her clothes and put on some light makeup.

Looking in the mirror, she appears gentle and lovely, just right.

The cosmetics on the table were a bit messy, and she tidied them up while looking at her phone.

Only now did she realize that Jiang Moche hadn't replied to her messages all night!

Out of concern, Luo Yusheng posted another message.

'Are you there?'

One minute, five minutes, half an hour...

Still no reply.

The maid had been waiting downstairs for a long time. Luo Yusheng didn't care about anything else, put on her little leather shoes and got into the car.

Upon arriving at Chengde Tower, she found a dedicated waiter waiting for her outside.

"Miss Luo, please come with me."

With that, the waiter turned and walked ahead to lead the way.

Luo Yusheng followed Yao at a leisurely pace to a private room.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door. As soon as she entered, she saw that besides Luo Zhengdong, there were some uncles and elders present.

Luo Yusheng gave a polite smile and greeted them one by one according to their seniority before sitting down next to Luo Zhengdong.

Everyone praised him, one after another.

"Sheng Sheng is still as beautiful as she was when she was a child!"

"I envy Lao Luo for having such a sensible and polite daughter."

"A lady of a respectable family!"

Luo Zhengdong was genuinely happy to hear everyone praising his daughter.

"Sheng Sheng, hurry up and thank everyone."

Luo Yusheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliments."

Soon, the ordered dishes were brought out one by one by the waiters.

Luo Yusheng wasn't hungry, so she ate slowly and carefully.

Meanwhile, Luo Zhengdong, who was by his side, was not idle. Even with relatives and friends, there was no shortage of drinking and business discussions.

Luo Yusheng listened for a while and then got bored.

She tugged at Luo Zhengdong's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Dad, I want to go out for a bit."

Luo Zhengdong nodded in agreement without the slightest hesitation.

She tiptoed to her feet and quickly slipped out of the private room.

She took out her phone, but the chat window still only showed green message bars.

It's been a whole day, and she still hasn't received any information from him.

Lost in thought, she didn't notice the person behind her.

The next second, she heard a respectful voice coming from behind her.

"Young Master Jiang, this way please."

Luo Yusheng froze instantly.

There are many people with the surname Jiang in Kyoto, but the only one who is truly respected and addressed as "Young Master Jiang" at Chengde Tower is probably only one person.

Luo Yusheng slowly turned around and, sure enough, saw Jiang Moche not far away.

He was followed by a group of people, each of whom exuded an innate arrogance.

Even though Jiang Moche was surrounded, she was still able to pinpoint his location accurately.

He strode over with the waiter who was leading the way.

Even from a distance, Luo Yusheng could still sense that Jiang Moche's aura was completely different from what he had at school.

If it weren't for the familiar face she just saw, Luo Yusheng would have thought she had mistaken someone for someone else.

The phone screen was still on. She looked at the chat box, which hadn't received a reply, and felt a little disappointed.

Also, who was that person who was following behind him just now?

Her intuition told her that this was not a normal friendship.

Just as Luo Yusheng was about to walk out, she was bumped into.

She frowned and looked up. The person who bumped into her was a little boy, about five or six years old.

The lollipop in the little boy's hand was stuck to her skirt, making it very conspicuous.

The little boy looked up, noticed her expression was off, and preemptively started crying.

Luo Yusheng stood frozen in place, completely bewildered.

There weren't many people in the corridor, but they all turned to look at us.

Soon, a well-dressed woman walked over.

As soon as she saw the little boy, she anxiously squatted down and asked, "What's wrong, baby? Who bullied you?"

The little boy cried as he pointed at Luo Yusheng.

The woman suddenly stood up, glaring coldly at Luo Yusheng: "So it was you who bullied my son?!"

Luo Yusheng's eyes widened in surprise.

She hasn't even said anything yet, and she's already being framed?

She ripped the lollipop off her skirt and held it up in front of her eyes.

"He did it."

She hadn't originally intended to pursue the matter, but the woman scoffed after hearing it, "My son is the most polite person, how could he have done this?"

"You little girl, you lie without even blushing?" she said impatiently. "Apologize to my son."

A rake?

Luo Yusheng sneered, "It was your son who touched me first."

"My dress isn't expensive, it's only 109,800."

The woman's eyes were filled with disdain. "Who saw my son touch you first? It was clearly you who bullied my son!"

Just then, a waiter came over.

“Ms. Luo, if you need, I can show you the surveillance footage.”

Upon hearing this, the little boy tugged at the woman's sleeve anxiously, his eyes filled with guilt, and whispered, "Mommy, don't look at the security camera. I touched her first."

The woman paused, inwardly furious, then put on a smile and looked at Luo Yusheng, "It seems my son touched you first. I was too hasty just now, I'm so sorry. Is it convenient for me to take these clothes to be washed?"

One hundred and nine thousand eight thousand—if they really pursued the matter, she couldn't bear to part with it.

Seeing that the two admitted their mistakes and sincerely apologized, Luo Yusheng did not pursue the matter further.

After the mother and son left, she turned to the waiter and asked, "Were you sent by Jiang Moche?"