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

Chapter 36 Xie Cixing's suggestion: Thoroughly investigate Luo Zhouheng's death

The sense of crisis gradually expanded like ripples, and Mr. Luo became more and more panicked. He immediately stepped forward and stood between the two of them, with an attitude of protecting the younger generation.

"Thank you, Second Young Master. Please be aware of your identity."

Xie Cixing was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and in terms of momentum, he was inferior to the old man of the Luo family.

He tilted his neck back, and his voice became a little gentler.

"Ruochu is Zhou Heng's widow. Since Second Young Master Xie is Zhou Heng's friend, he should be careful about what he does."

"What did I do?" Xie Cixing asked with a smile in her sparkling peach blossom eyes, "I was just giving friendly advice, how did that become inappropriate?"

He passed by the Luo family's grandfather, with his arms folded across his chest, his body tilted, and stared at Ning Ruchu meaningfully.

“After all, my sister-in-law looks too pure and is easily bullied.”

He emphasized the word "pure" and when I thought about it carefully, I suddenly felt that he was saying the word "stupid".

Ning Ruochu's slightly curled hands suddenly clenched, with a decent smile on his face: "Second Master Xie is right, I should be more assertive."

Push you to the ground and rub you!

She narrowed her eyes slightly, hiding the sinister aura in her eyes.

Xie Cixing smiled with relief: "That's right."

He turned around and said to Mr. Luo: "The ceremony hasn't even finished yet, and the funeral procession hasn't arrived yet. Mr. Luo is so anxious to bury Zhou Heng. Is he hoping for his death?"

The Luo family's eldest master's pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was terrified: "Second Young Master Xie, don't say anything nonsense. We have already wasted too much time on the road. I just want Zhou Heng to go on the road safely. How could I have such thoughts?"

Xie Cixing sneered, said nothing more, and stepped aside.

He was just an uninvited guest and had no right to ask about these matters.

Mr. Luo felt relieved in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

He turned around and instructed the staff to assist with the burial of Luo Zhouheng.

The finest coffin fell into the tomb. Ning Ruchu covered her face, and her fragile and unbearable eyes stared at it falling, and tears fell down.

Xie Cixing stood at the edge of the tomb with mixed feelings.

The flamboyant temperament was restrained, and became a little colder.

He grunted, and put his slender hand on his face, stroking his tightly furrowed brows with his fingertips.

Ning Ruchu didn't know how long she had been standing there. Her legs were shaking and her thin body was swaying in the snow.

She secretly hated herself and thought she should have taken the antidote when she went out today.

Her body functions continued to decline, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

Beside her, Xie Cixing had already noticed that something was wrong with her, and he quickly stepped forward and held her arms.

Let Ning Ruchu maintain proper dignity in such an important occasion.

She turned her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of the cotton doll that she was holding tightly in her hands even though she felt completely powerless.

Xie Cixing's eyes dimmed.

……

The body had already been buried, and there was no need for the other members of the Luo family to go up, so they all returned to the old house.

When Ning Ruchu woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Her eyes were blurry, her head was swollen and painful, and she felt very unbearable.

"Awake?" A sweet voice sounded, like the sound of spring water hitting rocks.

Ning Ruchu responded and looked over. Everything in front of him was still a little blurry, and even he was covered with a hazy halo.

But she was very familiar with that voice, and she called out almost subconsciously: "Ran Yunqing?"

The other person didn't say anything, and the seat beside her collapsed. She sat down on the bed and began to give Ning Ruchu acupuncture.

Ran Yunqing studied medicine under Qiao Weisong since he was a child, and his main research was acupuncture.

Her acupuncture speed is faster than the patient's reaction speed.

Ning Ruochu's eyes suddenly became clear, and when he looked over, he saw Ran Yunqing calmly collecting the needles.

"Your secretary called me and asked me to come here urgently."

People from the Luo family still cannot be trusted.

Ning Ruochu stood up and suddenly felt that something was missing.

He looked around but found nothing, and his brows were furrowed.

Ran Yunqing happened to look over at this time and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling a little uncomfortable?"

Ning Ruochu shook her head, "It's okay."

"I think you are just suffering for nothing. Just act. Why do you have to be so harsh on yourself?" Ran Yunqing sighed.

This poison has been accumulating in the body for at least three years.

Ning Ruochu didn't care at all, "Acting is never as good as the real thing."

She would not be so stupid as to be poisoned every day, so she sealed the poison with silver needles early on, and only released a little when she went out to meet people.

"I have nothing to say to a man like you who stabbed himself in the back when he was angry." Ran Yunqing stood up, "I'll go tell the secretary that you're awake."

The door closed, and Ning Ruchu's dark eyes became even deeper.

Soon, Lingchuan came in.

"Madam, the funeral banquet in the inner house will be at 5pm." He looked at Ning Ruochu's still pale face and pursed his lips, "You are not in good health, so you should not attend."

Ning Ruochu covered her face, her thick black eyelashes fluttered, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her voice was a little choked up, "Thank you, Secretary Ling."

Ling Chuan: "Have a good rest."

He turned around and reminded Ran Yunqing.

"Please ask Dr. Ran to take good care of Madam."

Ran Yunqing nodded.

After everyone left, she came over and patted Ning Ruchu's arm as she was wiping her tears.

"Okay, now that everyone has left, stop pretending."

The tears that slid down her face were wiped away, and the mist in her eyes was instantly restrained. She turned around and asked, "Where is my cotton doll?" "I don't know." Ran Yunqing spread his hands, "I didn't see it when I came here."

Ning Ruochu tightened his grip on the quilt.

There weren't many people present before she fainted.

The servants and staff would not touch her things without permission. Although Mr. Luo despised those childish toys, he also knew that the cotton doll meant a lot to Ning Ruchu.

He also has to play the role of a parent well and not take things away easily.

Then all that's left is...

Before fainting, Ning Ruchu clearly felt an unusual and extremely subtle pressure on the inside of his arm.

She stretched out her arm and wrote a few words crookedly with thin and narrow strokes, which were barely recognizable.

The strokes are crescent-shaped and should be traced with fingernails.

The deep black color fell on the snow-white arms. Ning Ruchu tried to wipe it off twice, but it couldn't be wiped off.

He felt the touch carefully and his face turned dark instantly.

It is a special pigment used in scientific research. It is long-lasting, and after it dries, it can only be washed with a special solution.

She grabbed the mobile phone from the bedside table and operated it at a rapid speed.

Ran Yunqing couldn't understand, but he could guess what she did.

"You wouldn't hack into the system of this old house, would you?"

……

The Luo family's manor covers a large area and is surrounded by lush forests.

Xie Cixing asked her to meet him in the grove in the west.

It is extremely difficult to find a person in such a large forest.

But Ning Ruchu seemed to know where the other person was and soon saw Xie Cixing's figure.

In the snow-covered forest, he held up the cotton doll in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The feet made a squeaking sound when they stepped on the snow.

Hearing the noise, Xie Cixing looked over in surprise.

"It came pretty quickly."

Ning Ruochu ignored him and stared at the cotton doll in his hand. Her sharp eyes swept towards him like a sword, and her tone was as cold as ice: "Give me back the doll!"

Such a reaction made Xie Cixing stunned, but he reacted quickly.

"You're hiding it quite well." He fiddled with the cotton doll's hand, "I don't believe that a country girl can make such a delicate thing."

He was not discriminating, but the doll's exquisite craftsmanship and the delicate stitching reminded him of someone.

Ning Ruochu's eyes were cold and he spoke each word with emphasis: "Give it back to me!"

Xie Cixing's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but he was not afraid.

"Why are you so angry, sister-in-law? I just came here to discuss something with you. It's related to Luo Zhouheng."

When Luo Zhouheng was mentioned, Ning Ruchu's anger subsided. He looked at him quietly and motioned for him to continue.

The plan succeeded. Xie Cixing smiled slightly, gradually approached her, leaned down, and whispered: "Do you really think that Luo Zhouheng died in an accident?"

Ning Ruochu's eyes were still cold as he glanced over and said, "Do you want to thoroughly investigate the cause of his death?"

"Of course not." Xie Cixing opened his hands and stepped back, "I'm just reminding you."

Luo Zhouheng agreed in his heart: Xie Cixing seemed irrelevant at ordinary times, but in fact he was a smiling tiger with deep thoughts.

Although I care about his death, I am not blind and know how to avoid suspicion.

After all, the Xie family's identity is too eye-catching.

If they investigate in person, they will inevitably alert the enemy.

"With the resources the Xie family has, isn't it easier for them to investigate this matter than for me?" Ning Ruchu asked back.

"Yeah." Xie Cixing said in a teasing tone, "But your uncle probably thinks we're having an affair. What if I make a big noise and he attacks you?"

Luo Zhouheng: ...He is as presumptuous as ever!
Ning Ruochu: “…”

She took a few deep breaths, suppressed her agitated emotions, and continued to talk to him about business: "So, you want to secretly help me find out the real cause of Luo Zhouheng's death?"

"You are so smart but you are pretending to be stupid." Xie Cixing leaned down, his eyes were level with Ning Ruochu's, his eyes were smiling but sharp, he asked: "What is your purpose in staying with Luo Zhouheng?"

Ning Ruochu looked away, "He is the one who wants to marry me."

"Oh." Xie Cixing raised his voice, with a knowing smile on his face, "I'm afraid my biological parents won't like it."

Ning Ruochu suppressed her impatience and said, "I've finished talking. Can you give me the things now?"

She was already very polite, but Mr. Xie had no idea what those two words meant.

The cotton doll was alternately thrown between his two hands, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you care so much about this thing?"

Ning Ruchu seized the opportunity to grab it, didn't waste any words with him, and turned away.

Xie Cixing stared at her back, his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and he said, "You have a bad temper."

He watched quietly until the other person was about to leave his sight, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Hey, you can't wash off the stuff on your arm."

Ning Ruchu acted as if he didn't hear it and didn't even turn his head.

Xie Cixing had no choice but to chase after her and give her the special solution.

Staring at his figure again, Xie Cixing's expression looked bored.

"I thought Luo Zhouheng had some other reason for marrying her. It seems I overestimated her."

Inside the cotton doll, the silent soul is thinking.

At that time, it seemed that Ning Ruchu had no choice but to marry him.

Now, Luo Zhouheng didn’t know much about her, but with the abilities she had shown so far, she could completely get rid of this marriage, or even... that family.

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I discovered that you all really like to see Mr. Luo die.

The most popular chapter is his funeral, which is all about the corpse. Even the resurrection is not as popular as these two chapters.

Aren’t dogs and men unworthy?