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

Chapter 32 Two Little White Lotuses, a Tacit Understanding

Chapter 32 Two Little White Lotuses, a Tacit Understanding
In the guest room, Ning Ruochu and Dong Qingran were having a pleasant conversation.

Dong Qingran was very depressed just thinking about the servants from the Luo family who had not come yet. For the sake of Ning Ruchu, she tried not to lose her temper. Her voice was still cold: "Sister Ning, you have to discipline your subordinates well."

The weather was a bit cold, so Zhou Yun brought them some hot tea.

Ning Ruchu blew gently, the heat dissipated, and the mist covered her eyebrows and moistened her eyes.

Surrounded by mist, the almond-shaped eyes look even more lively.

It was like a misty rain falling in the south of the Yangtze River, washing away the dust and bringing beauty; it was also like the misty rain filling the entire city, and everything came for her.

Dong Qingran was stunned for two seconds before continuing: "You must be tough when teaching servants a lesson, otherwise they won't listen to you."

His tone suddenly slowed down, and his eyes looked at Ning Ruchu obsessively, without coming back to his senses for a long time.

Ning Ruchu placed her rose-petal-like lips on the teacup, took a sip, and looked up: "Miss Dong is right. I will give my aunt some advice."

Dong Qingran was shocked: "Aren't you in charge of this place?"

Isn’t she the wife of the head of the Luo family?

Ning Ruochu shook her head and explained: "Ah Heng and I don't live here. Everything is taken care of by my aunt."

Since she is not in charge, Dong Qingran doesn't need to worry about it.

"Then Mr. Luo still wants to discuss cooperation with my mother, don't even think about it!"

She stood up suddenly and walked out angrily.

Butler Dong hurriedly chased after her, "Young lady, where are you going?"

"Find my mother, and don't cooperate with him!"

Ning Ruochu raised an eyebrow.

She really didn't expect this direction.

There was a sly light in his eyes, and he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

This Miss Dong is really a person of genuine character.

Ning Ruochu also put down the teacup and was about to leave.

Zhou Yun was a little worried: "Madam, won't you take a rest for a while?"

Ning Ruochu waved her hand and refused, "Today is Ah Heng's funeral, and I can't just sit there and rest."

Zhou Yun opened and closed her lips, wanting to say something.

Ning Ruochu raised her eyes, saw her expression, and asked, "Secretary Zhou, do you have anything to say?"

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Yun couldn't bear it anymore and reminded her tactfully: "Madam, the gentleman has been dead for half a month."

"I know." Ning Ruochu covered her eyes.

"According to the Chinese funeral process, this is very unreasonable."

Zhou Yun wanted to wake Ning Ruchu up, but she was just an incompetent country girl who couldn't consider many things, so she just said:
"You handed the funeral of Mr. Luo to the eldest branch of the Luo family, but it took so long, which gave them an opportunity. Not only do they want to use the funeral to get to know more people, but they also want to use it to prove that they control the entire Luo family."

Zhou Yun's words became more and more urgent, but Ning Ruchu seemed not to care at all and did not react at all.

She knew that she couldn't convince someone whose thoughts were different from hers, so the little hope she had left disappeared completely and she dropped the topic.

"Let's go back."

……

Back at the mourning hall, Sheng Qianwei was surrounded by many people.

She lowered her head and wiped her face, feeling extremely sad.

Ning Ruchu looked around and saw that there were only a few people who had the final say. They must have been taken away by the Luo family for private talks.

There were only some youngsters making noise at the scene.

Without the supervision of an adult, Luo Leyao stopped kneeling and tugged at her linen clothes in disgust.

They are of the same generation as Luo Zhouheng, so there is no need for them to keep vigil for him.

But Luo's uncle insisted that they should wear mourning clothes and kneel in front of the mourning hall.

What’s even more infuriating is that her father actually agreed!

Luo Leyao was furious, so when she saw Ning Ruochu coming back, she immediately went up to him and asked, "Ning Ruochu! Not only did you not help with Third Brother's funeral, but you also disappeared the entire time. What's the meaning of that?"

She yelled directly, and everyone in the mourning hall was startled and looked over. Ning Ruochu had been criticized in the past few years, and the rich kids in the capital basically had no good impression of her.

As soon as these remarks were made, there was laughter and contempt.

Ning Ruochu took a half step back, his face turning pale.

Zhou Yun stepped forward and wanted to accuse someone, but someone got there first.

"Ms. Luo Jiu, please don't go too far."

Ning Tinglian stood in front of Ning Ruchu, with her head slightly raised, her aura fully displayed.

"Sister is your sister-in-law after all. Even if you are dissatisfied with her, you still have to show her due respect. How can you call her by her name?"

Luo Leyao did not give in, but became even more arrogant: "Did I say something wrong?"

Ning Tinglian frowned slightly.

I had heard that the ninth daughter of the Luo family was unruly, but today I realized how unreasonable she was.

This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.

Just like Miss Dong just now...

Sheng Qianwei also came over and advised her in a gentle voice: "Le Yao, don't say that about Madam Luo. She is not in good health..."

He looks sick all day long, which makes Luo Leyao hate him.

"What does it have to do with me? Did our Luo family mistreat her?"

Indeed, after Ning Ruochu got married, most of the supplements were moved to Mingzhu Villa.

Luo Leyao, as the youngest child of this generation and a daughter, has been spoiled since childhood, but she has never received such treatment.

Ning Tinglian's face looked a little embarrassed.

These words were clearly accusing the Ning family of being bad to Ning Ruchu.

If they can gain a foothold, how can they still make profits from Ning Ruchu?

She tried her best to suppress her agitated emotions and said softly, "Miss Luo Jiu, today is Mr. Luo's funeral. This is Mr. Luo's mourning hall. Please don't make loud noises."

Sheng Qianwei also suggested: "Le Yao, if there is anything, let's talk about it in private. It's not good to make trouble here."

But to Luo Leyao's ears, it sounded like everyone was speaking for Ning Ruchu.

The suppressed anger flared up and he could no longer hold it in.

"Her reputation is so bad, what do you care about? Why are you protecting her so much?!"

Luo Leyao just couldn't understand. How could a useless vase be so favored by so many people?

The third brother is, Sheng Qianwei is, and even Ning Tinglian, who is worried that her position will be taken away by her, is also.

Sheng Qianwei looked surprised.

She gave a kind reminder, but was questioned by the other party instead, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Because she often came to the Luo family's old house, she also knew a little about Luo Leyao.

Because she is the youngest child in the family, she is spoiled and rude, and even Mr. Luo may not be able to control her.

I thought he would be more sensible as he grew up, but he is even more domineering than before.

Ning Tinglian had little contact with Miss Nine and didn't expect her to have such a bad temper.

Everyone else was just there to watch the fun and didn't care about their confrontation at all.

"Le Yao, no matter what, your tone is too harsh." Sheng Qianwei's voice became noticeably weaker, and she didn't dare to speak.

Ning Tinglian turned around and held Ning Ruchu's hand.

"Sister, let me take you away from here first." Her voice was soft and slow, as if she was comforting a frightened deer, very gentle.

Luo Leyao was unwilling to give in. "Ning Ruochu, the funeral isn't over yet, you still dare to leave?"

"It turns out that this lady also knows that the funeral is not over yet." A very majestic voice sounded, pausing the farce.

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