Holding the big boss doll, the soft beauty is going crazy

Chapter 113

Jian Taoyue looked in the direction where he pointed, puzzled: "That woman is also very pretty, why are you targeting her?"

Xie Cixing's voice was gentle but low.

"Because I'm very unhappy."

Jian Taoyue glanced at him sideways, confused and too lazy to find out.

As a subordinate, just follow the boss's orders.

She fumbled on the table and found a small spoon.

Sheng Qianwei was wearing a white one-shoulder fishtail skirt, and it was a little difficult for her to walk. In order to maintain her posture and also because of the pain in her calf, she walked very slowly.

Jian Taoyue found the right angle, and the delicate little spoon popped out from her fingertips and flew more than a meter away.

Sheng Qianwei only felt that her feet were empty and her body fell forward.

Out of instinct, he reached out to grab something to support himself, but instead knocked over the tray of the waiter who was approaching.

The wine spilled and spread all over Sheng Qianwei's haute couture dress.

The sharp shouts spread outward, filling the entire banquet hall in an instant.

Sheng Qianwei's instinctive shout when she fell to the ground attracted the attention of the guests around her.

Most people pointed and talked in low voices, but did not take any other action.

Only Ning Ruchu ran over in panic and grabbed Sheng Qianwei's arm before she stood up with her face covered in shame.

"Miss Sheng, are you okay?"

The soft voice lingered in her ears. Sheng Qianwei faced the floor in shame, not daring to look up.

She was completely dazed and her head was dizzy, as if countless bees were buzzing inside her, trying to escape from the world.

Ning Ruochu noticed her daze, and secretly exerted force with his hands to slow down her movements.

The fishtail skirt was split due to the sudden impact. It was no longer elegant and beautiful, but became rude and funny.

Ning Ruochu slowly pulled Sheng Qianwei up, looking down, as if frightened by something. She cried out, and her cute little face trembled like a little white flower in the wind and rain.

She hesitantly leaned close to Sheng Qianwei's ear and gave her another blow with concern and worry.

"Miss Sheng, the scar on your leg..." Ning Ruchu paused deliberately.

This sentence instantly woke Sheng Qianwei up. She looked down hurriedly and the hideous scar on her calf was clearly visible because of the slit of her fishtail skirt.

She hurriedly moved the cloth, trying to cover it.

But when people are under stress, their hands and feet will become extremely flustered.

Zhou Yun, who was following closely, noticed Sheng Qianwei's attempt to cover up her mistake and stared at the scar.

She knew that Sheng Qianwei was stung by Ning Ruchu's scorpion, and although she was unhappy with her, she still chose to keep quiet.

The cell phone rang suddenly, Zhou Yun took it out, it was Secretary Ling calling.

She glanced at Ning Ruchu and turned to answer the phone.

Xie Cixing, who has been looking forward to the excitement for a long time, will definitely not miss this rare opportunity.

"Why is the wound on Miss Sheng's calf so ugly? Why didn't the Sheng family even bother to hire a good doctor for Miss Sheng?"

Xie Cixing deliberately raised his voice, and while speaking out of consideration for Sheng Qianwei, he was deliberately directing other people's attention to her scar.

Sure enough, the guests around her stopped covering their faces and laughing, and started talking about her scars.

"Why does Miss Sheng have such a big scar on her leg?"

"It was pitch black and looked scary."

"No wonder she's been wearing long skirts recently. It turns out she's doing it to cover up the scar on her leg."

The chaotic noise fell into Sheng Qianwei's ears, and her hands instantly became cold. She tried to cover the scar with great difficulty, but it was no use.

But Xie Cixing was still finishing off the enemy.

"How could such an ugly scar appear on a spoiled young lady?"

In one sentence, there was another wave of rhythm.

Ning Ruchu, who was at the center of public opinion but was not affected, glanced at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised.

Mr. Xie seems unruly on weekdays, and is a complete playboy, but he has a strong control over people's hearts and can easily make them follow his lead.

Xie Cixing was in a very happy mood. Noticing Ning Ruchu's gaze, she threw a wink at her without any hesitation.

Ning Ruochu felt her scalp tingling for a moment and her hand was held tightly.

She lowered her head and looked at Sheng Qianwei, who was taller than her but hunched over and didn't dare to stand up and face all this.

Her voice trembled as she begged humbly, "Mrs. Luo, please take me away from here."

Ning Ruochu's eyes were filled with a bit of sadness, and she nodded lightly: "Okay."

She took Sheng Qianwei and left the hall.

I met Jiang Lingxue head-on.

She had just been called by her mother to explain some things, and she had no idea what happened in the banquet hall.

He was thinking about how to embarrass Ning Ruochu, but he saw Sheng Qianwei, with a devastated face, being helped out, her clothes still in a mess.

"What's going on?" Jiang Lingxue stepped forward immediately.

The only response she got was Sheng Qianwei's low sobs.

Jiang Lingxue frowned, looked at Ning Ruochu, and said sternly: "Mrs. Luo, I know you are dissatisfied with Qianwei because of her old relationship with Mr. Luo, but treating Qianwei like this in public is really too much!"

Sheng Qianwei was originally a daughter of a wealthy family in Beijing who was praised by everyone. She had always been popular and had just returned to China. It was impossible for her to become enemies with others and target them like this.

Apart from Ning Ruchu, Jiang Lingxue couldn't think of anyone else.

"No, I just want to help Miss Sheng..." Ning Ruchu explained in a panic.

But Jiang Lingxue didn't listen.

There were only busy servants walking around here, no one else, so she had no worries.

He forcefully pulled Sheng Qianwei over and faced Ning Ruchu ferociously.

"Mrs. Luo, why do you have to pretend to be so hypocritical? Aren't you just pretending to be hypocritical to gain other people's sympathy?"

Jiang Lingxue sneered, "Mr. Luo just feels sorry for you. If your family hadn't forced you, how could you possibly be worthy of the title of Madam?"

Ning Ruochu's pupils shrank and he looked incredulous.

"I..." She stammered, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Lingxue became even more excited, and the words she spoke were particularly vicious.

"You are really disgusting. Even your biological parents abandoned you and formed a family with a daughter who has no blood relationship with you. Your life is really sad."

After saying that, he took Sheng Qianwei away.

Ning Ruochu's eyes were filled with tears and she looked a little broken.

Her pupils flickered slightly, and the mist gradually dissipated. She stared quietly at Jiang Lingxue and Sheng Qianwei who were walking away, not knowing what she was thinking.

"You are such a poor little thing."

A pretentious voice sounded behind him. Ning Ruchu turned around and saw Xie Cixing leaning against the wall.

He stood up, walked over like a leisurely stroll, and said with pity: "Mrs. Luo's fate is really tragic. She finally got married, and thought she had a safe husband, but he died."

I am deeply saddened to say thank you.

Ning Ruchu rolled his eyes slightly, "Second Master Xie has good acting skills, have you ever considered becoming an actor?"

"I have always been very talented, no matter what it is." Xie Cixing put away his heartbroken expression, "It's a pity that my family's reputation and responsibility tell me not to do that, which disappoints Madam Luo."

Ning Ruochu pondered for a while and said, "Was it your idea to make Sheng Qianwei look bad?" Those present were all wealthy people and would deliberately keep their distance.

When the incident happened, she looked over deliberately. The people next to Sheng Qianwei were all quite far away from her, so she wouldn't have been tripped.

Moreover, she had been well-mannered since childhood, so even if her clothes were inconvenient to wear and her old leg injury recurred, she could not have looked so miserable.

In particular, Xie Cixing's appearance was so timely, and those words were clearly directed at Sheng Qianwei.

What's more, there is someone with internal strength by her side, so it should be possible for her to hit the bull from a distance.

"Mrs. Luo really wronged me. I am so far away from Miss Sheng, how could I have done this?"

Thinking of the scene just now, Xie Cixing's mouth corners couldn't help but rise. He couldn't control it anymore and put his hand over his mouth to cover it.

Such a reaction couldn't be more obvious.

Ning Ruchu didn't know whether she was influenced by him or was secretly delighted by Sheng Qianwei's embarrassing scene, but she also laughed.

"Don't take those words to heart." Xie Cixing comforted, "No matter who Luo Zhouheng likes, all his money is yours now."

Ning Ruochu smiled softly, "Second Master Xie's way of comforting people is different from that of ordinary people, but it is very effective."

Zhou Yun arrived late, worried that Ning Ruchu would be bullied, but what she saw was the figure of Xie Cixing.

"Thank you, Master?"

She bowed her head and gestured, then walked in front of Ning Ruchu.

"Madam, Miss Dong just called me and told me something. Are you okay?"

Ning Ruochu felt that Ling Chuan was overprotective of her, but she was a little girl with a fragile heart, so wasn't it normal to take care of her emotions?

Ning Ruochu shook her head and asked, "What did Qingran tell you?"

"Miss Dong asked you to stay away from Miss Sheng as much as possible, and also wanted to ask you if you would attend Avarosa Fashion Week next week."

Zhou Yun added considerately, "Two designers under Luo's company were invited."

Ning Ruochu’s identity as the person at the helm is not real, he is just a shell.

She doesn't have any company affairs to attend to, and only needs to attend some necessary occasions, so she has plenty of free time.

Moreover, Avarosa Fashion Week is a major event for the global fashion design industry. As Luo's consortium covers multiple fields, Ning Ruchu has sufficient reasons to go there.

She hesitated, fully demonstrating the qualities that a puppet should have.

"I'll ask Secretary Ling later and give her an answer."

Zhou Yun: "Secretary Ling called me and said that the rain was too heavy and it would be dangerous for Madam to return to Pearl Island. He asked you to stay in the apartment in the city center tonight."

Xie Cixing's eyes lit up.
Ning Ruchu ignored the sudden chilly aura emanating from the cotton doll and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. It was almost half past ten.

The time difference between Amelia and China is nearly twelve hours.

She responded in the same tone: "Baby Bear finally went to bed on time after listening to his mother's lullaby?"

The man raised an eyebrow, "You know I wrote a suicide letter four years ago, running away from my alcoholic mother who brought a different man home every day."

"I know." Ning Ruochu straightened up, her chest curvature proudly, "I mean the mother who breastfed you."

The powerful laughter was mixed with subtle electric currents, making it sound even more magnetic.

Luo Zhouheng had a gloomy face and stared at Ning Ruchu who was sitting in an unruly posture.

Where did she learn these words?!
"No, I just haven't slept yet." The man was depressed, "Besides, I just broke up."

"That woman must have saved the world." Ning Ruochu said casually.

The man didn't want to talk about these sad things, so he went straight to the point: "Roger announced his retirement from the game. I don't know if you have read the news."

Ning Ruochu: "No."

The man explained to her: "Roger said that the competition can't satisfy him, and he wants to pursue a higher world."

"What? Is he going to ascend to participate in the Angel Flying Competition?" Ning Ruochu was not interested and picked up the chopsticks to continue eating.

"No." The man looked at her steadily, "He wants to pursue you."

"I'm married." Ning Ruchu raised her eyes and saw the man's determined eyes, and realized that he was not joking.

She raised an eyebrow, her expression instantly serious.

"How much did he give you?"

"30,000 dollars for your email address."

Ning Ruochu complained: "You are so poor."

"Wait, you mean, I lost money?" the man asked in panic.

"It's not a big loss." Ning Ruchu replied indifferently, "It's just one zero short!"

"What?!"

The man's loud roar went through the screen and hit Ning Ruchu's eardrums.

She rubbed her ears, typed a few characters on the keyboard with her fingertips, and cut off the communication.

Luo Zhouheng's voice immediately sounded: "Who is that man?"

"Friend." Ning Ruochu responded casually.

Carefully listening to his dull tone, Ning Ruochu raised the corners of his eyes, supported his chin with both hands, and looked at the cotton doll in front of him with interest.

"My husband is not jealous."

Luo Zhouheng closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Just reminding you to stay away from such people."

A very pleasant laugh came from above his head, which seemed to resonate with his soul.

Ning Ruochu said in a cheerful tone, "I will listen to my husband."

Luo Zhouheng's soul trembled.

It’s not that I feel repulsed by this title, it’s just... there’s an indescribable feeling.

I can’t tell whether I like it or not.

……

After dinner, Ning Ruchu lay on the bed again with the computer in front of him.

She rarely uses email and hasn't used it since coming to China.

When I opened it now, a message suddenly appeared inside.

It was sent by a man named Roger, and his words were cautious and careful.

[Boss, I'm quitting the race. F1 can no longer satisfy me. There are no players there who are better than me. It's not challenging at all. I can no longer feel the thrill of surpassing others, so I want to find you.

I know you are in China. You got your passport and all the formalities done a month ago. You also learned a lot about Chinese culture and even found a Chinese teacher. Although the effect is not very good...

I have consulted many websites, obtained a lot of information, and believe that I have enough money to live there for a long time. I hope to get your consent. 】

Ning Ruochu read it calmly, typed a few words to reply, and continued watching the cartoon.

……

Across the ocean.

The man who had been holding the phone in both hands and looking forward to it immediately stood up from his slumped position on the sofa when he heard the message alert tone, and his droopy spirit immediately lifted up at this moment.

Roger rubbed his eyes, somewhat unbelieving.

When I opened the reply and saw the address, my excitement reached its peak.
"The boss agreed to let me go find her, yes!"

After the excitement, Roger immediately started booking flights.

The luggage was ready long before it was sent to the mailbox.