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

Chapter 121

It is the hottest continent in the world, with more than 30 percent of its area covered by desert.

Natural enemies are strong and food resources are scarce.

Growing in such a complex, dangerous and highly competitive environment, the Liberian fat-tailed scorpion has evolved extremely strong toxicity, ranking third in the world.

They are ferocious and very aggressive, and are a very dangerous species.

The one Ning Ruchu had was a test subject eliminated from the research institute and its toxicity was greatly reduced.

Ning Ruochu stood up, her figure a little shaky, her thin lips tightly pursed, her pair of broken almond eyes were stained with watery light, and emotions of worry and fear overflowed from her eyes.

She grabbed Yeyue's arm, her voice timid and weak, with a noticeable tremor.

"Commander Yeyue, Miss Sheng..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Ruochu panicked, tears of panic falling, and spoke incoherently: "I... I didn't mean to do it, and I didn't expect it to come here..."

She held on too tightly, causing Yeyue to frown.

He pushed Ning Ruchu's hand away, still with his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, but the words he said were comforting: "Don't worry, Madam, she won't die."

It's just a loss of consciousness.

"But scorpion venom is indeed difficult to treat. Just in case, Madam, it would be better for you to contact the doctors at Ling Xin Tang. They are quite knowledgeable about scorpion venom."

Scorpion is the first of the five traditional poisons, and scorpion venom can damage the human central nervous system and cell regeneration function.

Once poisoned, it is difficult to excrete it from the body for life.

Hearing that there was a chance of improvement, Ning Ruochu's tearful eyes instantly sparkled with light, and she nodded repeatedly: "Okay, what should we do?"

Yeyue asked Butler Chen to clean up the mess and took Ning Ruchu to Luo Zhouheng's study.

She walked over to the desk, opened the bottom drawer on the right, took out the useless documents, and tapped her thumb on the innermost part.

Suddenly, a laser flashed on the empty golden nanmu wood, scanning her fingerprint, and a secret compartment popped out.

It is an old-fashioned dark black keypad phone with sophisticated technology and very special materials.

I don’t know if it’s because the space is too cramped or for some other reason, but the colors radiate outwards, swallowing up the light, leaving only thick black.

Yeyue picked it up, walked to Ning Ruchu and handed it to her.

The sparkling white fingertips were blurred, as if covered by a layer of dark mist, and the original color could no longer be seen.

The special coating above was developed last year by the World's Highest Science and Technology Research Institute. It can shield all electromagnetic pulses and signal interference.

"This is a tool that the master left for you to communicate with the head of the Lingxin Hall." Yeyue said, "There is a scanner on the top. It can only be turned on with your fingerprint. The only number is the head of the Lingxin Hall, Qiao Weisong."

She was by Luo Zhouheng's side when he made his will.

There were only two people in the room, so he entrusted Ning Ruchu to Yeyue and set her fingerprint in the secret compartment.

Thinking of the past, Yeyue felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

Luo Zhouheng was the most visionary leader she had ever met, and she knew this moment would come sooner or later.

Now that it had finally come, she found it a little too much to bear.

Yeyue adjusted his mood, the frustration and loss in his eyes were covered up by coldness, and he looked at Ning Ruchu who turned on his cell phone.

"Lingxin Hall has a special function, and there are instructions in the secretary Lingchuan gave you. The master considers your poor health and allows you to bring a Lingxin Hall doctor with you, but the identity of the founder must not be revealed."

Even they only knew about Luo Zhouheng's identity when they saw the documents attached to the will.

This is a secret known only to him and the head of Lingxin Hall.

"I see."

Ning Ruchu's voice was weak and her fingertips felt a little weak when pressing the keys. Five seconds passed before she finally got through.

The moment the call was connected, an old voice was heard, greeting me in a joyful and familiar tone: "Little disciple, you finally called me!"

Qiao Weisong was very excited.

When he heard the news of Luo Zhouheng's death, he looked forward to receiving a call from his little apprentice whom he hadn't seen for several years.

When he heard that she was getting married, Qiao Weisong was happy.

But Ning Ruchu was unwilling to reveal her identity, which meant that she could never come back. Qiao Weisong was heartbroken and cursed Luo Zhouheng eight hundred times overnight.

Now that Luo Zhouheng is dead, he can contact his little disciple openly.

The corners of Qiao Weisong's mouth rose unconsciously.

Ran Yunqing happened to be standing next to him, and seeing his silly smile, he was speechless: "It's just a phone call, is that a big deal?"

Qiao Weisong glanced at her and said, "This is your junior sister's phone number."

"I know." Ran Yunqing looked proud, "We just passed it two days ago."

Qiao Weisong: “…”

Damn, I was shown off.

He was so angry that he immediately asked, "Little disciple, have you forgotten about this old man like me?"

The words from the other end came clearly, Ning Ruochu's eyes flashed with helplessness, and her voice was soft, with obvious timidity and helplessness.

"Excuse me, are you the head of Lingxin Hall?"

Qiao Weisong was stunned for a moment, then he angrily said: “You even can’t hear your master’s voice… Ugh!!”

Ran Yunqing quickly covered his mouth and reminded him: "Luo Zhouheng is just dead, it doesn't mean his influence has disappeared."

Only then did Qiao Weisong realize that his little apprentice was still in the wolf's den.

He remained calm and patted Ran Yunqing's hand.

Before he could escape from the shackles, Ning Ruochu's voice came again: "Um, someone here has been stung by a Liberica black fat-tailed scorpion. Can you send a doctor over?"

The panic-stricken words did not arouse Yeyue's suspicion.

Qiao Weisong's eyes lit up.

Isn't the chance to visit my little apprentice here?
Yeyue leaned over and spoke the phone to Ning Ruchu's ear.

"At the same time, the doctor will also be responsible for taking care of the lady. Please choose the best one."

A basin of cold water was poured over my head.

"Madam, please be honest with me. Even though you have a powerful force behind you, not everyone can handle the current situation."

What she meant was that only if Ning Ruchu revealed her true identity could she provide real protection.

"Commander Ye is threatening me?" Ning Ruochu smiled and reminded: "Don't forget, I am the supreme leader of the Shadow Pavilion."

"But the Shadow Pavilion is jointly managed by the three leaders." Ye Yue's eyes were dim and unclear. "Madam, you should understand that your past reputation has made many people in the pavilion dissatisfied."

"That means someone is silently supporting me." Ning Ruochu met her eyes, "Am I right, Commander Ye?"

Yeyue looked a little uncomfortable, "I'm just following Mr.'s will."

"Then just continue to obey. Why do you ask so many questions to Ah Heng?" Ning Ruchu asked back, leaving her speechless with this sentence.

The day after the attack, she heard the conversation between Yeyue and Lingchuan from the surveillance video.

——"Don't forget, it was the gentleman who gave you a second chance."

This sentence is thought-provoking.

But judging from their identities, Luo Zhouheng must have done Yeyue a favor.

Guards are responsible for assessing risks and their mission is to prevent bad things from happening.

Yeyue had already seen through her mistake, but did not expose her.

Even after knowing her lie and witnessing that scene, he only questioned her and did not take any actual action.

Ning Ruochu could see that she respected Luo Zhouheng very much. Ye Yue stared at her back, her pupils darkening, her hands clenched at her sides, and she murmured almost imperceptibly: "Who are you?"

……

Return to the company.

When Ling Chuan heard the news that Ning Ruchu had been assassinated, he hurried out to greet him.

He looked worried, his gaze directed at Ning Ruchu, looking her up and down, and asked with concern: "Madam, are you okay?"

But he heard that the new driver was carried back.

Ning Ruochu shook his head.

Seeing that she didn't have any obvious injuries, I felt relieved for the time being.

"I have contacted Pearl Villa and asked Dr. Ran to come over. Just in case, let her check it out."

Ning Ruochu kept her head down the whole time and spoke weakly, "Thank you, Secretary Ling."

There is just one thing that Lingchuan is not clear about.

How did she escape from so many people's encirclement?
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Yeyue getting out of the driver's seat.

Ling Chuan heaved a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be Commander Ye."

"Madam has just witnessed a bloody scene and is feeling unwell. She needs to rest as soon as possible." Yeyue walked over with her long legs, her voice cold.

He pulled Ning Ruochu upstairs without any objection, ignoring Ling Chuan who was standing aside.

He frowned, feeling unhappy, but he was used to it and didn't say anything.

Back in the office, Ning Ruchu turned around, looked at Yeyue who was closing the door, and raised his eyebrows.

"Should I thank Commander Ye for keeping it secret for me?"

"As long as you don't do anything out of line, I'll take care of the rest." Ye Yue crossed her arms over her chest, her tone more resolute than ever before, "This is also the last order that Master gave me."

"Besides, I don't know whether the lady's identity is beneficial to you." She persuaded.

Ning Ruochu was not fooled, "The Shadow Pavilion is so powerful, why don't you investigate? Or delegate the organization behind you - Shura Island."

"You are not allowed to contact Shura Island unless it is an emergency." Ye Yue said sternly, "This is the order from the master."

"He is quite good at commanding people." Ning Ruchu's men pinched Cotton Doll's leg hard.

Yeyue didn't say anything and looked at the time.

“It will probably take more than an hour for Doctor Ran to come over, and the Jiang family’s dinner will be held at 8pm.

She paused and warned, "You should try to avoid social gatherings among the rich and powerful, and not actively participate in them."

"Hmm." Ning Ruchu responded nonchalantly.

After being exposed by Yeyue, she simply stopped pretending.

Yeyue was too lazy to care about these things. Her mission was only to ensure Ning Ruchu's safety. Lingchuan was responsible for those things in the world of fame and fortune.

Before Ran Yunqing arrived, the costume team had already started choosing a dress and putting on makeup for Ning Ruchu.

It was not until I was about to leave that I saw Ran Yunqing, who was panting.

Secretary Ling waved his hand, ordered everyone in the dressing room to leave, and then left as well.

As the disciple of the master of Lingxin Hall, Ran Yunqing has only one requirement for taking a pulse, and that is to keep the environment absolutely quiet.

In fact, he just wanted to have a private conversation with Ning Ruchu.

Ran Yunqing's legs went weak, his face looked a little ugly, and he stretched out his hand weakly towards Ning Ruchu.

"Hurry, help me take a look."

Ning Ruochu carried the heavy dress over and took her pulse.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Your secretary ordered us to come here immediately. The driver encountered strong turbulence while driving. I am really afraid that I will end up like your late husband."

Although there was no accident, the helicopter was so bumpy that Ran Yunqing now has a sour feeling in his stomach.

After Ning Ruochu gave her acupuncture to relieve the pain, she left with her skirt lifted.

"You can rest here for a while. I have to go to the dinner party."

Ran Yunqing would have done the same without her saying anything.

Luo Zhouheng's soul was tense and he didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment.

Ning Ruochu has become more and more unbridled recently, making him wonder if they are the same person.

"What on earth are you playing at?" Luo Zhouheng's cold words were full of warnings.

Going to great lengths to forge an identity and reunite with one's biological parents can be understood as discarding one's external identity and testing one's sincerity.

Then why did she marry him and give up the rest of her life?
Although he is dead now, his soul has been preserved, allowing him to live in another way.

All of this is really hard to understand.

Luo Zhouheng felt depressed and secretly hated himself for never noticing anything wrong with Ning Ruchu for such a long time.

He sneered: "It seems that I really need to care about you more."

Xie Cixing had mentioned Ning Ruchu to him many times in private.

It's said cryptically.

At that time, Luo Zhouheng just thought it was a reminder for him to be careful about people around him being taken advantage of.

Now it seems that his worries were not unfounded.

This short sentence seemed to stimulate Ning Ruchu's brain nerves.

Her pupils flickered and she blinked, and her teasing voice echoed deep in Luo Zhouheng's soul: "My husband is so good!"

These four simple words, coupled with Ning Ruchu's immersed tone, forced Luo Zhouheng into silence.

Looking up, Xie Cixing left because of her teasing and meaningless reply.

Ning Ruchu chased after him, and the cotton doll in his arms shifted to a different position, with its eyes facing her.

Luo Zhouheng stared at her face for a long time before looking away.

He was aware of his current situation and that he completely depended on Ning Ruchu. He also understood the importance of knowing when to stop and not being greedy.

But some things must be made clear.

Keeping someone you don't trust around you is a form of indulgence, and it's enough to do it once.

"Thank you, Master!"

Ning Ruochu called out to Xie Cixing who was about to enter the banquet hall.

He turned his head, his face unusually serious.

"Mrs. Luo called me, it had better be something important. I don't want to be accused of 'taking advantage of the situation', lest my reputation and Ah Heng's reputation be damaged."

This was the first time Ning Ruchu heard the name "Aheng" from his mouth. It seemed that he cared a lot about their previous friendship.

"Did you make Sheng Qianwei look bad?" Ning Ruochu asked.

Those present were all wealthy people and they 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 is easy for her to hit the bull from a distance.