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

Chapter 42: Luo Zhouheng's Soul, Crystal Ball Reveals

Yeyue spoke first: "You know very well that it is not easy to gain Dong Zhaoyan's approval."

People who are in high positions and have excellent resumes also have very broad vision.

Ling Chuan did not answer, but asked: "What have you been doing during this time?"

Ye Yue said in a cold voice: "You are not qualified to ask about the affairs of the Shadow Pavilion."

Even if she didn't say it, Ling Chuan could guess it.

"The situation in Amelia is complicated, and the consortium has monopolized the international market for decades. The Luo family has just changed its leadership and cannot bear more pressure."

"Didn't you also reach a cooperation with the Dong family?" Ye Yue raised her eyebrows.

The pair of dark eyes looked at him, shrouded in mist, and it was impossible to tell whether the eyes were happy or angry.

"This is a helpless move." Ling Chuan corrected, "Besides, the Dong family is just an allied family, not a joint family of the Oliverland Consortium."

There is only one word difference, but there is a huge gap.

Yeyue didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and retorted: "But it is also true that Madam has a close relationship with Miss Hill."

The Miss Hill she mentioned was Dong Qingran.

A young lady who is highly regarded in this generation of the Hill family, one of the joint families of the Oliverland Consortium.

The two of them argued endlessly about this matter, but Ning Ruchu, who was sitting quietly in the room, smiled.

Her soft and pink fingertips tapped lightly on the crystal ball, and she looked at the scene in the study with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

"This spiritual communication method is quite useful."

Connect the object with the spiritual object to create a spiritual bond, feel the situation of the object immersively, and transmit it to the crystal ball.

Having something to rely on also consumes less energy for her.

At the same time, inside the cotton doll used by Ning Ruchu.

Luo Zhouheng listened to their argument and understood what was going on.

The Oliveland Consortium has now gained political support, infringing upon the interests that originally belonged to other consortiums.

Amelia is controlled by capital, and Oliverland's status rises, but he is also facing a huge crisis.

Those consortiums that were jealous and dissatisfied with them must have already taken action, which caused Lingchuan to react like this.

"No wonder Dong Zhaoyan brought his daughter back to China to live there for a long time." He murmured.

The deep and magnetic voice, carrying the ethereal feeling of a crystal ball, penetrated Ning Ruchu's eardrum and resonated.

The argument between the two people was obscured. The voices, which were originally speaking at the same frequency, were divided into primary and secondary after the addition of this male voice.

Ning Ruchu's first reaction was that he was hallucinating, but then he felt something was wrong.

She immediately sat up, and gently stroked the crystal ball with her slender hand. Stars shattered in it, the picture flowed, and a man's figure appeared.

The figure was illusory, with only a faint layer, and the face was slightly blurry under the reflection of the crystal ball.

But Ning Ruchu recognized him at the first sight—it was Luo Zhouheng!

She zoomed in on the image and confirmed again and again that it was undoubtedly him.

That cute, sweet face didn't show much shock, just surprise.

So here it is...

The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps sounded in the corridor, followed by a rapid knock on the door.

Yeyue frowned and went to open the door.

Ning Ruochu apologized: "I'm sorry, my cotton doll fell here. Did it disturb your discussion?"

Yeyue turned around and saw that the doll had indeed fallen on the sofa.

She shook her head and glanced at Lingchuan with her sharp eyes.

"No, we have finished our discussion and Secretary Ling is about to leave."

Ling Chuan's face darkened and he felt depressed.

He was not annoyed when Ning Ruchu interrupted him while he was trying to persuade Ye Yue.

Having worked together for many years, he had some understanding of Yeyue's temper.

No one can control her except Luo Zhouheng.

"That's good." Ning Ruchu stepped forward, looked at the cotton doll with a slightly fiery look in his eyes, picked it up and held it tightly in his arms.

"Then I'll leave first. Take care, Madam." Ling Chuan nodded slightly to Ning Ruochu. Ning Ruochu nodded, said goodbye to him as usual, and returned to her room impatiently.

The image in the crystal ball had not yet disappeared, and she pointed the cotton doll towards the figure in the ball with a sly look in her eyes.

"Since you're always around, why don't you talk to your wife?"

His own face suddenly appeared in his eyes. Luo Zhouheng was slightly startled and blinked. The influence inside the ball was also driven to make the same movement.

He was a little bit surprised, but reacted quickly, half-closed his eyes.

"It's you who caused it!"

At the beginning, when Ning Ruchu saw Luo Zhouheng's body, the word "success" he said actually meant to pull his soul over and save his life in an alternative way.

But at that time, the damage to his body was too great, Ning Ruchu could not bear it, and his soul was led to an unknown place.

I had just recovered a little a few days ago, but I went to check on the body.

Seeing that he had a normal emotional reaction, Ning Ruchu finally let go of her worries and felt a little excited.

She leaned back and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"I pulled you back from the brink of death, but you didn't thank me and spoke to me in such a harsh tone."

Ning Ruochu concealed her expression and said in a very desolate tone: "Two years of husband and wife relationship, turns out to be nothing more than this."

She sobbed quietly.

Luo Zhouheng sneered: "Do you think I will still believe your disguise?"

Ning Ruochu gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and the curve that rippled in her eyes was full of pride.

"But you believed it before, didn't you?"

She held up the cotton doll, made it look at her, and said word by word: "I lied to you."

As long as Luo Zhouheng can be deceived, other people don’t matter.

"You are indeed hiding very deeply. You have been lurking by my side for two whole years." A cold and indifferent tone came out from the crystal ball. It became a little creepy because of its unique texture.

Ning Ruochu rolled his eyes slightly and corrected this more than once.

"It's me you're going to marry."

"I know." In the crystal ball, Luo Zhouheng stared at the person in front of him without blinking - Ning Ruchu who was holding him.

“So, I have never regretted this decision.”

He didn't expect to be resurrected one day, but he didn't want to lose his hard work.

He still knew too little about Ning Ruchu.

But compared to the weak and incompetent girl in our previous perception, the real Ning Ruchu is more capable and confident, and inherited everything from him.

Ning Ruochu was stunned. She didn't expect him to say this.

She couldn't help but confirm with him: "You married me not only because of your grandfather, right?"

"Yes." Luo Zhouheng said frankly, "The decisive factor was the divination by Old Madam Ye. She predicted that we are destined to have a good relationship."

Luo Zhouheng never doubted her divination.

Ning Ruochu had made up his mind.

She stood up, put down the cotton doll, and walked towards the bed.

that place……

Luo Zhouheng narrowed his eyes and was thinking about it when he saw Ning Ruchu taking out a box from under the bed.

She rummaged around inside, took out something, held it in her hand, put the box away, and came back to sit down.

"What is that?" Luo Zhouheng asked.

"Spiritual Crystal."

She spread out her hands, and in her palms lay a crystal clear amethyst with a mysterious and beautiful color.

　It happened to be the tail end of Mr. Luo’s birthday, August 8th.

　　To celebrate, let him talk to Xiao Ning.

　　If these two don't have some communication, my male protagonist will really become a background board o(╥﹏╥)o. Even his own mother doesn't know when she can have some sweet time, especially now that unknown CP parties are rampant (condemnation).

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　　Since Mr. Luo can now communicate normally, please vote for him (clasps hands in front of chest) (begging with eyes)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)