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

Chapter 30 Treating Dong Qingran and gaining her favor

Evan smiled and said, "As I just said, the hacker on my team once stole top-secret documents from the Free Federation of Sub-Saints. With such a criminal record, there are not many countries in the world that can take us in, and many families have refused to accept us because they want to avoid suspicion."

"While the Luo family seems prosperous on the surface, internal conflicts have gradually intensified with the death of Mr. Luo. As the legal heir, Mrs. Luo is also in a weak position."

Evan paused, took two steps forward, tilted his head and whispered in Lingchuan's ear: "You need us."

It sounds like a provocation, but it is the truth.

"What help can you provide us?" Ling Chuan asked back.

Luo’s problems arise at the leadership level, not at the grassroots level.

Even if talented people come in and take control, it won’t be of any help.

The corners of Evan's lips curled up slightly, as if everything was under his control.

He said slowly, "But you're already moved, aren't you?"

Ling Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He called his assistant and said to Ning Ruochu: "Madam, Mr. Evan and I have something to discuss. Let my assistant take you downstairs to rest first."

After introducing the members, Ling Chuan did not translate any more.

Ning Ruochu understood and came to a conclusion in his mind.

According to the standards of the Security Bureau's special operations team, four major groups are required: leaders, operatives, technicians, and logistical support.

Morrison Ward's identity is obvious. The configuration of the two scientific researchers indicates that they specialize in different areas. There is also a hacker behind him who provides information. He should be the servant who accidentally bumped into Ning Ruchu just now, and this Mr. "Evan" is naturally the leader.

As for Mrs. Evan, she should be the last type.

Ning Ruochu raised his eyebrows.

Is this serious, old man?

She nodded slightly: "Then I won't bother Secretary Ling anymore."

……

In the guest room, Dong Qingran touched her swollen ankle.

"Young lady, you'd better not move until the doctor comes. I've asked someone to get you an ice pack."

The one who spoke was the Dong family's housekeeper.

Dong Qingran sighed in annoyance and asked him, "Where's my mother?"

The housekeeper replied: "Miss, she is still talking to Master Luo."

Mr. Dong has a son and a daughter. His son manages the company's affairs and often travels abroad on business trips.

The daughter is Dong Qingran’s mother. She married into the Hill family of the Oliveland Group more than 20 years ago. She returned to China with her daughter a few days ago. I heard that she would stay here for a while.

Old Master Dong was in poor health and had difficulty moving around, so only Dong Qingran and her daughter attended the funeral.

Dong Qingran felt even more upset, and her restless mood made her unable to bear to stay here.

I tried to stand up, but the pain in my ankle became more severe and I fell back down on the sofa.

"If you sprain your ankle, you must rest well and not walk on the ground."

A soft voice sounded outside the door. Dong Qingran looked up in confusion and met Ning Ruchu's clear and innocent gaze.

She walked closer, squatted in front of Dong Qingran, and calmly lifted up the latter's foot with her hand, looking at the swelling on her ankle.

Butler Dong originally thought that it was a young lady from some family who came to show her affection to Dong Qingran.

Now seeing her somewhat presumptuous behavior, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward to stop her, and shouted: "Miss, please be careful!"

Zhou Yun strode forward and said, "This is the current head of the Luo family, Madam Luo. Please show the most basic respect."

She was only in her early thirties, had been working in the workplace for many years, and was Ling Chuan's secretary. She had long since developed an inhuman aura and innate prestige.

Butler Dong was a little frightened, his eyes slightly opened, and he was very surprised.

A seemingly rude and impolite little girl turned out to be Mrs. Luo!

The main reason is that Ning Ruchu's face is too confusing. At the age of 23, he gives people the feeling of a junior high school student.

"I was rude, please forgive me, Madam." Butler Dong apologized in a low voice. Ning Ruochu shook her head and said sympathetically, "It's okay, you are also worried about your young lady."

She gently moved Dong Qingran's feet and changed the angle.

"It's really serious."

Butler Dong frowned, "The young lady just sprained her ankle accidentally. I asked the Luo family's servant to get an ice pack, but he hasn't come back yet."

"Everyone in the Luo family is busy today, so it's normal to be late." Ning Ruochu stood up and stared at Dong Qingran, "I know a folk remedy that can quickly treat sprains. Miss Dong, do you want to try it?"

Dong Qingran raised her eyebrows.

She had not been in China for long and did not know some of the rumors here.

I know something about Luo Zhouheng because his influence is so great that even his father was shocked.

Such a powerful person, his wife must be an extraordinary person as well.

Moreover, she really couldn't bear the pain.

Dong Qingran nodded, "Thank you, Mrs. Luo."

Ning Ruochu turned around and told Zhou Yun, "Bring me a porcelain plate, a bottle of strong liquor, and a candle."

The three things that seemed to have nothing to do with each other confused everyone present.

But Zhou Yun did it anyway.

Not long after, the things were brought over.

Butler Dong was very dissatisfied when he thought that the servant had not brought the ice pack yet.

But with Mrs. Luo in front of him, he couldn't get angry. The young lady's injury was the most important.

He watched Ning Ruchu pour the wine into the plate and light it with the help of a candle.

The light blue flames jumped on the wine, emitting heat, presenting a stunning performance of water and fire.

She brought over a soft stool, "Miss Dong, please put your legs on it."

Dong Qingran glanced at her.

Perhaps the filter for Luo Zhouheng was too deep, so even though he didn't understand, he still did as he was told.

After taking off his shoes, the sprained part turned a snow-blue color.

When Dong Qingran saw Ning Ruochu reaching his hand directly into the burning wine, his pupils widened and he shouted in disbelief: "You are..."

What to do? !

Before he could finish his words, Ning Ruchu grabbed his feet and rubbed the swollen area repeatedly.

Dong Qingran curled up her upper body in pain, trying to break free from Ning Ruchu's shackles, but the other party held her even tighter.

Housekeeper Dong was in awe of Ning Ruchu's identity, but seeing his young lady in such pain, he still shouted angrily: "Madam Luo, what are you doing?!"

Zhou Yun didn't understand this series of operations.

Dong Qingran's screams echoed in the room. Butler Dong could no longer bear it and, regardless of who the other person was, he wanted to grab Ning Ruchu's arm to stop her.

But the other party let go first and dodged cleverly.

"All right."

A soft voice sounded, and Dong Qingran opened his eyes and tried to move his ankle.

It seems...it really doesn’t hurt anymore.

Butler Dong staggered and almost fell.

He steadied his body and wanted to blame Ning Ruchu, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of Dong Qingran retracting his foot, stepping on his shoe and slowly standing up. He even took two tentative steps and swallowed back the words on his lips.

Dong Qingran raised her eyes, and her sea-blue eyes turned into a galaxy with twinkling stars, and she felt surprised and excited at the same time.

"Did you use some magical Chinese magic?"

The treatment method in the article is actually a folk remedy my grandmother taught me. After using it, the pain will be relieved quickly and you can walk normally, but it will be a little painful when you exert force.

However, it is just a folk remedy, not a scientific medical method. It is written here only for the development of the plot. Please do not try it.