Chapter 883 Engagement Banquet

"Where did you go shopping last night, and why didn't you come back for so long?"

Early the next morning, Wen Xia came to Luo Quan's room to ask.

"Why haven't you come back for so long?" Luo Quan was half asleep, looking at her blankly with his head in a chicken coop.

Apparently a little sleepy.

Wen Xia held Luo Quan's face and rubbed it: "I knocked on your door at almost 11 o'clock last night, but it didn't open. You don't usually look like someone who can go shopping for two hours."

"I just met some fans on the road and recognized me, so I was delayed a little bit."

Luo Quan opened her mouth and yawned, but her face was squeezed by Wen Xia, making her speak like a hen.

"I see, I thought you went to Kabukicho alone to find a cowherd." Wen Xia let go of his hand and made a ridiculous joke.

Luo Quan laughed angrily at these words: "With my looks and status, do I still need to go out of my way to find the Cowherd?

If you don’t hook your hand, aren’t all the good men in the world lining up for me to choose? "

Ah, yes, yes, who doesn't know that our Luo Bao is a heartthrob? "Wen Xia nodded hurriedly.

"Who wants to pick a man?"

Leon and Mia walked in at this time: "Sister, are you finally planning to find someone to rely on for the rest of your life?"

Luo Quan sneered and said, "Want to be my support? Only if you can withstand my support."

"Okay, your sister has made up her mind to be the ninth iron maiden, so don't disturb her practice." Wen Xia stood up and led everyone to have breakfast, but Luo Quan, who held a grudge, kicked her in the butt from behind. Pier.

This morning everyone got up in time and had breakfast together on the fifth floor of the hotel.

"Why are there so many foreigners suddenly?"

Leon was chewing butter bread and looking at the many new faces around him that he had never seen before.

I have been staying in the hotel for more than a week, and the people I saw when I came to eat in the morning were basically the same people.

But he had never seen the dozen or so people in the dining room today before. Could it be that a tour group checked in last night?

"Hey, Francis is here too." Leon glanced around the dining room and saw an acquaintance.

"Who is Francis?" Mia asked curiously.

"He is one of Her Majesty the Queen's personal guards. He often taught me swordsmanship when I was a child living in Buckingham Palace. He is a true master of swordsmanship!"

Leon introduced the silver-haired old man Junshuo to his girlfriend.

And Francis seemed to have discovered Lyon and came over with a few young people.

"Your Highness Lyon." Francis bowed and saluted with the same respectful attitude as Butler Barry at home.

Leon smiled and greeted: "Long time no see, Francis. Why didn't I see you when I went to London at the beginning of the year?"

"I was busy practicing at the time, so I handed over the work to several other imperial guards."

Francis was smiling. Although his chin was covered with white beard, it did not look rough at all, but gave him a feeling of spring breeze.

If he were young, this must be a handsome guy.

"This must be Miss Luo Quan, she is truly a beauty that is once seen in a century." Francis looked at Luo Quan, with an unmistakable exclamation in his words.

Once in a century?

Luo Quan felt that this adjective was strange, as if she was some kind of disaster.

But if I have to say it, her appearance is indeed worthy of the words "causing disaster to the country and the people".

"I should call you Sir Francis, right?" Luo Quan guessed that the Queen's confidants usually have titles, so he called him Sir Francis.

"You are also a noble daughter of the Albert family, just call me Frances."

The imperial guard's attitude towards Luo Quan was very respectful, even three points more respectful than that of Lyon.

It may also be because her strength is too shocking.

"By the way Francis, why are you here in Tokyo? Are you also here to participate in the Olympics?"

Leon didn't know about the secret realm, neither his father nor his sister told him.

Mainly because it would be of no use telling him. After all, with his current strength, he probably wouldn't be qualified to go in.

Francis was very tight-lipped about the secret realm.

Even though he yelled at Leon one after another, he still didn't tell the truth as far as his true purpose was concerned.

Leon felt that the old man was hesitating and hesitant, so he didn't talk to him any more. He waved his hand and asked him to go back to have breakfast.

After the people left, Luo Quan started to complain: "I remember you don't have a title. Why did the old man call you His Highness, and I am Miss?"

Leon smiled reservedly: "Maybe it has something to do with me being a direct bloodline of the Hohenzollern family."

Albert is a branch of the royal family. Although the relationship is very close, if he really wants to inherit the throne, he will have to be ranked dozens behind.

But the Hohenzollern family is different. Leon's mother is the second daughter of the patriarch of the family, and the succession line is much higher than the other side.

With the noble blood of two nobles, and having been favored by the Queen since childhood, it is not an exaggeration to call him Your Highness.

As for Luo Quan.

"Lady" is the normal name.

"I always feel like he is hiding something from me. This sudden visit to Tokyo is definitely not for the Olympics."

Leon glanced at Francis's back and muttered.

Luo Quan didn't speak. As long as her brother didn't take the initiative to ask, she would definitely not take the initiative to tell him.

After all, this is a sensitive moment, and it is for Leon's benefit to know less, lest he get involved in trouble.

As more and more people came to the dining room to have breakfast, more and more people noticed Luo Quan's table.

Quite a few of them were extraordinary people who had met last night.

All of them were looked at by Luo Quan, and several of them looked at Wen Xia, Lin Ruoli and the others with not very polite eyes.

Although as a star, it is normal to be watched by everyone, Wen Xia and the others are used to it.

But it's vacation time now, and they still don't like to be treated like this.

Just looking at it once or twice is enough, but staring at it all the time makes you feel uncomfortable.

If someone else encountered this situation, they would probably just go back to the room. It would be better to do less than to do more.

But Luo Quan has never been the kind of person who is afraid of trouble, and he is definitely not someone who is willing to swallow his anger.

For these foreigners who stared at them for more than half a minute, she stood up and walked to the person closest to them.

"Is my face blooming?" Luo Quan asked loudly, not afraid of being heard by others.

Under Luo Quan's sharp gaze, the big Nordic man whose arms were a little thicker than her waist lowered his head and denied, "No."

"Did my friend's face bloom?" Luo Quan continued to ask.

"No...no." The big man was now covered in sweat.

"Then why are you staring?" Luo Quan's eyes widened, and his aura was like that of a beast, which made the big man feel inexplicably afraid.

"Sorry, I will never offend you and your friends again." The big man quickly admitted his mistake.

After finishing one of them, Luo Quan turned to look at another short, tattooed man at the next table.

"Tattoo, gangster?" Luo Quan slapped his hand on the table.

The metal dinner plate was smashed to pieces, but the wooden table underneath was unscathed.

This move, which was even more outrageous than beating a cow across a mountain, made the tattooed man shake his head quickly: "It's just a hobby, I'm a civilian."

"I'm in a bad mood right now, sing me a song." Luo Quan's face was frosty, and he played with the pieces of the dinner plate with his fingers, rolling them into balls like noodles.

"Sing...what?" The tattooed man was dumbfounded by Luo Quan's finger strength, unable to resist at all.

"Ka asked where the road is."

"I haven't heard of it." The tattooed man said helplessly.

Luo Quan immediately shouted loudly: "If you haven't heard it, why don't you go back and listen! If you don't know how to sing next time, I will let you end up with this dinner plate!"

Before he finished speaking, the tattooed man had already escaped from the dining room with his tail between his legs.

Luo Quan glanced around again. Everyone lowered their heads and looked at the food on their plates affectionately. They didn't dare to meet her eyes.

"Virtue, it's like you've never seen a beautiful woman before."

Luo Quan cursed softly and returned to his seat.

Some foreigners are like this, fearing power but not being moral. If you reason with them, they will think you are easy to bully.

You have to be slapped in the face to know what politeness is.

Now that I have this ability, I just stare at girls without even moving my eyes.

If this becomes stronger in the future, will it still be a big deal?

Luo Quan was not used to this.

You can look at the working hours however you want, because it’s just for you to look at.

She was obviously on vacation now, so she didn't want to be judged like an animal.

"Luo Bao, you are too fierce. You stood up and frightened these people with just a few words. You are so awesome!"

Wen Xia paid his disgusting praise to Luo Quan, who returned victoriously.

"But fortunately it's not in China. If someone were to photograph it and post it online, it would probably cause a stir again."

After Wen Xia finished her praise, she added another sentence to express some concern.

Luo Quan said calmly: "I obviously negotiated with those people in a friendly manner. I didn't hit them or curse them. My attitude was always very, very gentle."

"Pfft!"

Leon couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

"What's wrong with you, my dear brother?" Luo Quan looked over, with kind eyes, and pressed Leon's shoulders with her delicate hands that could smash and flatten a metal dinner plate.

The fingers were not very far from his neck.

"It's okay, my stomach hurts." Leon didn't dare to be shy at this time. For the sake of his own life, he quickly made his stomach hurt.

"Bear your stomach pain and go back and drink more hot water."

Luo Quan made a sound, let go of his hand and stopped paying attention to him.

Leon, who escaped, breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the bystanders were dealt with, everyone's interest in eating was also affected by this episode.

Simply fill your stomach and prepare to head home.

At this time, a big news about a big hospital appeared on the Japanese hot search list:

"Crown Prince Masasaku Keimiya will hold an engagement dinner with Miss Aiko Iwasaki in three days!"

Wen Xia, who was playing with his mobile phone, saw this news push and immediately shouted in surprise: "Luo Quan, look!"

"You were so surprised to find Godzilla?"

Luo Quan turned his head and looked over, then showed fleeting surprise.

"We're just engaged, what's the fuss about?" Luo Quan said nonchalantly.

"Look, I thought he was a love-struck person with deep roots in love, but it turned out that he didn't wait any longer. It's such a pity." Wen Xia sighed and meant something.

Luo Quan looked at her speechlessly, not even interested in arguing.

From beginning to end, it was the unrequited love of the Crown Prince Jinggong. In order to escape, he fled from Tokyo to Shanghai.

But there are still people who like to spread these scandals, so what should we do? I can only ignore it.

But she ignored it, but others always liked to involve her.

Masasaku Keimiya and Aiko Iwasaki held an engagement party, which had nothing to do with her.

As a result, TV Tokyo’s media added a subtitle directly below the title:

Where will Luo Quan go?

Luo Quan really didn't know where to go after seeing it.

Because she didn't even know why she appeared under this title.

The key is that netizens in the comment area shouted to her in a serious manner:

"Luoquansang, this may be your last chance."

"The engagement party hasn't been held yet, it's still too late to stop it."

"Could this be a move by the Crown Prince to indulge his lust and make Luo Quan feel a sense of crisis?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Luo Quan obviously has nothing to do with the Crown Prince. It's all your imagination."

"I think you all think too much."

………………

Only by scrolling to the back can you see some normal comments.

I don’t know if the person in front is a sailor or a fan of Keimiya Masaku.

Generally speaking, male fans would not like their goddess to marry someone else.

But in order to keep her, these fans placed their hopes on Masasaku Keimiya even though they knew they had no chance.

After all, in the eyes of many fans, the handsome and elegant Crown Prince Jinggong is still very attractive to girls.

This is indeed true, but it does not necessarily apply to all girls.

She has seen many other people's NTRs, but she has never seen many of her own NTRs.

It can only be said that her fans have sacrificed too much to keep her.

Luo Quan was very moved, but at the same time he was deeply disgusted.

As for the rhythm this time, many media in Tokyo are participating.

Almost in an instant, all the channels through which people in Japan can learn about news are covered.

It's like someone made a deliberate arrangement to cover up something.

The reason why she made such a guess was because in the past, when she was on trending searches, several major media outlets would post articles one after another.

Never has it been so tidy.

This only happens when buying hot searches.

But the Crown Prince’s engagement was originally a hot news item that could easily be trending on searches, so there was absolutely no need to buy into the trending searches.

In short, the rhythm this time is very abnormal.

Luo Quan's intuition rarely makes mistakes. It's okay to say that he is lucky, but it is true that he rarely makes mistakes.

Therefore, Luo Quan did not feel angry at the first time or send a message to clarify.

She decided to observe for a while to see what else was waiting for her.