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

Chapter 131

She had a soft voice and spoke appropriately, as if she was the young lady who had been trained in etiquette and posture since childhood.

Sheng Qianwei was stunned for a moment, and quickly threw away the absurd idea in her mind.

She clenched her hands and said, "Zhou Heng passed away. I was very sad and rushed here overnight."

As he spoke, he sobbed, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Two years ago, I went abroad alone to help you two. At that time, I had a big fight with Zhou Heng, which made our last meeting end in tragedy."

Sheng Qianwei took a tissue, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and tried to force a bitter smile: "After being abroad for so long, I have finally figured it out. I should have been more generous at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten into this mess with Zhou Heng. It can't be resolved."

Putting the blame on herself was actually emphasizing that Luo Zhouheng and she were a couple, and Ning Ruchu was just an intruder.

Ning Ruchu didn't get angry after hearing this.

How could the friendship between childhood sweethearts be shaken by her, his nominal wife?
She also imitated Sheng Qianwei and started crying, with exactly the same tone.

"In fact, I was also surprised when Ah Heng proposed to marry me. I knew I was not worthy of him, and that Miss Sheng was a good match for him. But..."

The voice paused, Ning Ruochu coughed softly, tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, and squeezed out two tears.

"But no matter how I tried to dissuade him, Ah Heng was unwilling to cancel the engagement. I know that Miss Sheng had a falling out with him because of this matter, and I felt very guilty about it, but I never had a chance to explain to Miss Sheng."

She stepped forward slightly and excitedly held Sheng Qianwei's hand.

"I didn't expect you to come here on your own initiative!"

A crack appeared on Sheng Qianwei's pretty face.

I didn't expect Ning Ruchu to be so eloquent.

She started from a weak position, and Ning Ruchu followed suit.

She said that the marriage was not voluntary, and Ning Ruochu emphasized that it was Luo Zhouheng who insisted on it.

With one move, Ning Ruchu took the initiative and gained the advantage.

It also makes Sheng Qianwei look like a clown.

But she didn't intend to give up and continued to add fuel to the fire: "It's a pity that Ah Heng is dead. There is no point in saying all this. Besides, all of this should have been yours."

Ning Ruochu looked around the villa.

Sheng Qianwei wanted to prove that Luo Zhouheng was in love with her, and Ning Ruchu helped her by using magic to defeat magic.

What's more, reality is always hurtful.

The smile on Sheng Qianwei's face froze, jealousy surged in her heart, and her eyes stared at Ning Ruchu.

These words completely hit her sore spot.

Three years ago, the Luo family's land reclamation and island building project was completed, and Mr. Luo gave the best Pearl Island to Luo Zhouheng as his private property.

It was during a visit to Mr. Luo that Sheng Qianwei happened to hear him mention that Mingzhu Island was to be used as Luo Zhouheng's wedding house.

When the villa was completed, she even sighed: "The scenery of Pearl Island is so beautiful, it must be very happy to live there. I really envy Zhou Heng and his wife."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Luo directly invited her to visit the completed villa.

Let her take the Luo Group’s yacht to enjoy the island scenery.

Sheng Qianwei thought that her marriage was imminent. When Mr. Luo's health was failing and he urged Luo Zhouheng to get married, she was certain that person would be her.

Unexpectedly, the person who moved in was a worthless country girl, who forced her to leave.

Ning Ruochu stared at Sheng Qianwei with her dark, round, bright almond eyes, and asked with concern: "Miss Sheng, are you okay? Why do you look so bad?"

"I..." Sheng Qianwei had just uttered a word when she suddenly felt something cold under her feet.

She looked down and saw a pitch-black object attached to her leg, slowly climbing up.

Sheng Qianwei focused her eyes and after recognizing what it was, her pupils shrank. She jumped onto the sofa without caring about her image and let out a deafening scream.

"what--!"

The housekeeper and the servants were all frightened, and Ning Ruchu immediately withdrew his hand in shock.

Sheng Qianwei pointed at her calf, "Scorpion... Scorpion!!"

She stomped on the sofa frantically, shaking her legs.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of the scorpion.

Sheng Qianwei was frightened and frantically pointed at the servants who were watching, and said in a commanding tone: "Get it down for me now!!"

Some people wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by Butler Chen.

"Everyone, don't act rashly. That scorpion is poisonous. I'll contact a specialist to deal with it right away!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Sheng Qianwei's tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

Fear gripped her heart like an icy poisonous snake, making it impossible for her to breathe.

He actually calmed down, standing there stiffly, not daring to move at all.

Instead, it gave the scorpion a chance, and its stinger pierced into the skin and came out in an instant.

Sheng Qianwei only felt a momentary sting, and the nerves in her calves gradually became numb.

Before Butler Chen's call could be made, the door of the villa was opened again, and a team with tight security came in at the right time.

Seeing the black object on Sheng Qianwei's leg, they hurried over and surrounded Ning Ruchu.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am. We will handle it as soon as possible!"

Sheng Qianwei felt like she had found a savior. The tears that she had been holding back due to fear began to flow again. She collapsed and yelled, "Get it away from me quickly!!"

I am not afraid of Western medicine smiling, but I am afraid of Chinese medicine looking down on people.

She had only hurriedly stuffed two pieces of pastry into her mouth before Ling Chuan came in, and before she had even swallowed them, she had already made him so excited.

"It's not that serious." Ran Yunqing explained, "Madam is weak and frail. It has been a long-term condition and it is difficult to treat."

Seeing that Ling Chuan was about to have another attack, she hurriedly said, "But as a disciple of the head of Lingxin Hall, I have my own way of dealing with this. Madam has insisted on taking medicinal food in the past few years, and her qi and blood have recovered a little, but if she wants to truly recover, I need to use acupuncture, moxibustion, medicine and other treatments to be effective."

Ling Chuan was relieved: "Thank you, Doctor Ran."

He held out his hand, gesturing "please".

"My wife and I have something to discuss. Doctor Ran, please step aside."

The head of Lingxin Hall is a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and his disciples are naturally respected.

Staring at the office door closing, Ling Chuan turned around, leaned down beside Ning Ruochu, and lowered his voice: "Madam, Madam Ye said a few days ago that she wanted to see you, but I saw that you were not in a good state and had been through so many things, so I declined."

Ye is not a rare surname.

But from her current identity and the respectful tone Ling Chuan used when he mentioned the old lady, Ning Ruchu could roughly guess who she was.

He raised his eyes, with some surprise in them.

"Ah Heng, does he have a good relationship with that old lady Ye?"

Lingchuan is not in a position to reveal too much.

The more you know, the more dangerous the situation becomes.

Ning Ruchu saw that he was silent and didn't ask any more questions.

He just made a silent note in his heart that he would investigate the relationship between Luo Zhouheng and the Ye family.

"The newly hired driver for you is already on standby downstairs." Ling Chuan straightened up.

Ning Ruochu was puzzled: "Why do you want to hire a new one? What about the previous driver?"

Ling Chuan smiled slightly: "Three of them were injured, two won the lottery and resigned, and one returned home to retire."

Ning Ruochu: ...These six guys are really cool.

"This is a very normal situation. Your new driver is an honorably retired member of the Yashengde Royal Navy." Ling Chuan's lips curled slightly, "Accidents are inevitable, and he can protect you better."

Ning Ruchu had known about no less than ten car accidents in the two years since she got married.

She suffered from it twice, so it was no wonder that the driver refused to do it. It was not easy for Luo Zhouheng to survive until now.

Ling Chuan still has to deal with company affairs, so Ye Yue and Ning Ruo Chu go with him.

In a private parking lot, the elevator door opened and a muscular man suddenly came into view.

He was over 1.80 meters tall, wearing simple black clothes and black pants, and his skin was a healthy bronze color.

Thin clothes cannot hide his powerful and explosive muscles.

The man obviously recognized Yeyue. He nodded slightly at her and turned sideways to lead the two of them towards the car.

Yeyue's indifferent voice seemed even colder in the empty parking lot, as if snow had suddenly fallen.

"He doesn't understand Chinese."

Ning Ruochu looked up and asked, "Then how do I communicate with him?"

"His duties are to escort and protect. There is no need to communicate with him." Ye Yue paused, "If you have any instructions, let me convey them."

Ning Ruochu smiled and said, "Thank you."

He lowered his eyes, and his gentle and calm pupils quickly sank, as deep and mysterious as an ancient pond.

It is protection, but also surveillance.

This driver does not belong to any force under Luo Zhouheng's name.

They didn't want her to associate with other people.

Still a woman...

Luo Zhouheng was thinking when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

As he was often subject to assassination attempts, he developed an extremely keen sense.

Almost subconsciously, I locked my target outside the window.

Ning Ruochu raised his eyes and glanced at that location.

A tiny light flashed by.

On the tree, in a corner that he thought was unknown to anyone, a man with an exotic face was holding a sniper rifle, aiming at the quiet and beautiful woman in the window.

He was wearing a security uniform, looked tired, and his face was covered in mud, looking very disheveled.

Luo Zhouheng's villa was built on Pearl Island, one of the Luo Group's land reclamation projects.

It is the largest and centrally located island among the three Luo islands.

Surrounded by the sea on all sides, the islands in the northeast and southeast serve not only for commercial purposes but also as sentry posts.

It borders the mainland to the west, facing Shenhai, and has the largest branch of the Luo Group.

It looked like a business arrangement on the surface, but considering Luo Zhouheng's identity, the man had to be careful.

He spent a week disguising himself and sneaking in, and then wandered on the sea for three days before finally reaching the island.

The long period of energy consumption made him unable to persist in the next task.

Solved with one shot and left smoothly.

The man took a deep breath, concentrated and held his breath, aiming at the slender figure in the room.

The index finger moves slightly...

The sudden sound of gunfire startled the entire villa.

Then there was another sound, the glass shattered, and the bullet hit the wall.

The man held his bleeding right hand in surprise. The bullet had penetrated into his wrist. He gritted his teeth and pulled it out, then tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around it to apply pressure in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

During this process, his eyes looked around vigilantly.

He clearly avoided the security guard and found someone of similar build to change clothes in the blind spot.

With the cover of night, even if the face is not Chinese, it will not be discovered.

How did he find out?
What is scary is not that the crisis has arrived, but that it has not yet been resolved.

Hidden dangers had been lurking around him, but he hadn't noticed it at all.

The man clenched his jaw, took out a stick-like object, put it in his mouth and bit it tightly, and even though he was injured, he fell down from the tree nimbly.

His position has been exposed, he must leave as soon as possible!

He took out the pistol from his waist, held the object with his left hand on his right wrist, and left while looking around.

On the other side, a black figure put down his sniper rifle and started chasing at the same time.

The invisible headset transmitted information: "Commander Yeyue, the human infrared sensor has detected an intruder in the maze."

Yeyue sneered, "Start closing the net!"

……

The man tried to enter the maze to confuse his pursuers and get a chance to escape.

But he never expected that this was a trap!
A dazzling white light suddenly lit up, making him dizzy for a moment, and figures emerged from every intersection in the maze.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and his gaze swept over the cold muzzle of the gun. He made up his mind and clenched his teeth.

The next second, he foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground dead.

When Yeyue arrived, he was already dead, and his subordinates reported: "It was cyanide."

She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket.

The man on the screen looked exactly like the corpse on the ground.

No. 76 on the World Killer List, Walker Libert, good with guns, left-handed.

Yeyue's eyelashes were slightly drooped, and there was a gorgeous brilliance hidden in her narrow eyes.

His expression was grim, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"Check the employer behind him." The lazy tone sounded like poison, making people feel terrified.

She raised her eyes, half-closed, and stared at the villa in the distance, straight in the direction of Ning Ruchu's room.

……

Although Luo Zhouheng's vision was limited, he could guess what happened.

Ning Ruchu, on the other hand, was still calm, with a familiar childish song playing on his computer: "Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep, Lazy Sheep~~~"

Luo Zhouheng: “…”

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, so she hurriedly caught up, but what she saw was Xie Cixing's figure.

"Thank you, Master?"

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

"Madam, I just received an emergency call. When I came over, Miss Dong stopped me. She wasn't by your side. 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?

She shook her head, "I'm fine."

Mr. Xie is also here, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Zhou Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and then she heard Ning Ruochu ask, "What does Qingran want to talk to you about?"

Zhou Yun glanced at Xie Cixing beside her before saying, "Miss Dong asked you to stay away from Miss Sheng as much as possible, and she also wanted to ask you if you would attend Avarosa Fashion Week."

"Fashion Week?" Ning Ruochu raised an eyebrow. "I heard that this fashion week has been delayed for a long time, and the exact date is still unclear."

"Just now, the organizers in Florence announced that the Fall/Winter Fashion Week will be held on April 4, which is the Tuesday after next."