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

Chapter 67 Fashion Week is about to open, Ning Ruochu: Find a reason for me to go
Payne Rogers' pupils widened, and his emotions were extremely subtle and complicated, indescribable.

In his mind, the legendary man who defied death and fought against fate actually lost to love...

But the other party is worth nearly 100 billion MiGold, so there is a certain sense of rationality in the surprise.

Payne Rogers was a little conflicted.

He was moved by O's determination to break free from the shackles of fate without fear of life and death, and he was also worried about her safety.

Her death undoubtedly marked the fall of an era for him.

Even though the outside world has criticized her, Payne Rogers's admiration and respect have remained consistent.

Now that she's out of that deadly sport, Payne Rogers feels both relaxed and regretful.

Because, the era of O has come to an end...

Payne Rogers managed a strong smile and said, "That's good. You've finally escaped from a life where you don't know when you might die. This is good for you."

This was not entirely true for him.

Ning Ruochu saw the bitterness in his heart.

Racing is indeed a test.

During a mission, they were surrounded and blocked by more than a dozen vehicles. In such an emergency situation, Ning Ruochu felt that he had good skills, so he went to have some fun.

It's very exciting and she enjoys the speed and passion.

As for what the media reported.

——"O breaks through human limits again."

——"The Mysterious Racer Who Defeated Death".

——"A legend that emerged from the underworld".

It was indeed a move made by Ning Ruchu without regard for his life.

Because she knew that this was not her destiny.

The waiter came over with a small gift box and placed it on the table.

"Your matcha mille-feuille has been packaged."

Ning Ruochu glanced sideways and nodded, thanked him, and stood up.

She glanced at Payne Rogers, "I'm leaving now."

Payne Rogers stood up immediately, his legs accidentally hitting the table, and the coffee was spilled again, wetting his pants.

But he didn't care about all this. He watched Ning Ruchu leave with his body tense, afraid of missing even a minute.

When Ning Ruchu saw this look, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Is this the appeal of idols to fans?
She didn't understand and turned away.

The car was parked nearby, and I could see from a distance that something was wrong inside.

Ning Ruochu raised his eyebrows slightly and went in.

Just as the door was closed, a voice came from beside me: "Hello, young lady."

Ning Ruochu did not respond in a hurry. Through the rearview mirror, she clearly saw the person in the passenger seat, a familiar Chinese face.

It was the former "Mrs. Evan".

"It's only been ten years since you joined the Security Bureau, and you've already become a senior executive. Congratulations." Ning Ruchu's smiling voice rang out in the quiet carriage.

She had checked the files regarding the Killer Whale Squad.

It takes an average of fourteen years for all senior officials in the Security Bureau who have level nine authority to reach this level.

The speed at which the person next to her rose really shocked her.

Claude smiled slightly and said sincerely: "Thanks to the director's appreciation."

Ning Ruochu had no intention of being polite with him, "What do you two want to do by getting into my car?"

Claude looked serious and pointed at the co-pilot: "This is Agent Jiang from the Chinese District of the Security Bureau. We are just pretending to be a couple."

Ning Ruochu teased, "Agent Claude is so old, doesn't he have his own married life?"

Claude knew she was teasing him, so he was not annoyed. He also responded jokingly: "I will report to the director and ask him to give me enough vacation time so that I can go on a honeymoon with my future wife, if that wife really exists."

Ning Ruochu was amused by him.

She quickly put away her smile and said in a solemn and cold tone, "What's the matter?"

Claude also put away his playful mood and reported to her: "We have reached an agreement with your assistant and will have frequent dealings with Luo in the future."

Ling Chuan has been with Luo Zhouheng for many years and his personality is somewhat similar to his, so he is not so easy to impress.

Ning Ruochu was very curious: "How did you convince him?"

"The Luo family is facing fierce internal conflicts. They cannot take direct action and can only resolve it secretly. The weapons and potions developed by my two agents are enough to kill people without them being seen." Claude explained.

Very attractive indeed.

Ning Ruochu nodded slightly, "Does he trust you so much?"

"Of course not." Claude's expression gradually became serious. "He used a lie detector on us and forced us to take special drugs in order to control us."

"I'm curious, how can a secretary have these things?"

All of this was within Ning Ruchu's expectations.

"You surrendered?"

Claude explained: "In order to successfully enter Luo's company, we have no choice but to do this."

Ning Ruochu smiled lightly, "Then just listen to him obediently."

He was actually persuaded to do these behind-the-scenes activities. It seems that the situation on the border of Lingchuan is very bad.

Yes, the old man of the Luo family has some means and has won over most of the members of the board of directors.

Luo Zhouheng's old subordinates do not trust Ning Ruchu, and they are shareholders of Luo's company and are responsible for the entire Luo's company, so their hearts will always lean towards the more powerful head of the Luo family.

The original intention of establishing Shadow Pavilion was to protect Luo Zhouheng, but later, due to the expansion of the organization, the function of assassination was derived.

Ling Chuan bypassed Yingge and employed outsiders. Was it because he could not interfere in the affairs of Yingge, or was there another hidden story?
"I don't know if you know this, but your secretary told us about your whereabouts this time." Claude pointed at Agent Jiang in the co-pilot seat, "I told him that my wife used to work in an administrative agency. A small lie can win us a chance to get closer to you."

Claude pointed out: "She has been assigned as your assistant."

"A little lie?" Ning Ruchu didn't believe it. He looked at the woman's face vaguely visible in the lower right corner of the rearview mirror and asked, "Is she transferred from the administrative agency?"

"That's right." Claude was a little melancholy. "Agent Ward doesn't have many opportunities to interact with you, and we found that Lingchuan is looking for a new driver for you. The number of times you meet will decrease in the future. We need to arrange someone else to be by your side."

He looked up, "Agent Jiang, please report your work to the young lady."

The person in the passenger seat turned around and said solemnly, "Miss, my name is Jiang Wanyu. From today on, I will be your assistant. I will help you get familiar with the company's affairs and complete some of the handover work."

"Part?" Ning Ruchu asked back.

Jiang Wanyu nodded, "Ling Chuan said that you only need to attend some important occasions, and you don't have to show up for other matters, let alone contribute."

Ning Ruochu sneered, "Yes, so that the Luo family's helmsman can be quickly replaced."

All power is monopolized by Ling Chuan alone. How can those old friends who are loyal to Mr. Luo tolerate this?

They communicated in Chinese, which the other two people in the car could not understand.

The voices stopped, and Claude spoke again, his expression slightly confused.

"It seems like you already know each other and had a good chat." Still in a joking tone.

Luo Zhouheng's death caused a sensation throughout China.

Whenever something about him is mentioned, people always get excited.

Especially, it is Mrs. Luo who has been controversial recently.

The ladies in the box were all startled. Some stood up, some turned around and looked across.

Except the one on the main seat.

"Why is she here?" someone wondered.

An Ni waved her jade hand gently, and the scent of incense lingered and drifted over.

She sniffed lightly, looked satisfied, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "The Luo family was kind to me in the early days of settling down, so here, there is a fixed box of the Luo family." Now that Ning Ruchu has become the helmsman of the Luo family, she is naturally qualified to come here.

After her explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

"Speaking of which, the Luo family is really amazing. Without their help, the An family wouldn't be in its current position."

The An family has a deep foundation, but it cannot withstand the blow brought by social unrest.

Fifty years ago, the An family began to decline.

At that time, Luo's company was on the rise and began to develop in all areas.

During repeated investigations and experiments, he keenly sensed the business opportunities that the An government could bring and invested a huge sum of money.

Later, thanks to Luo's reputation and influence, the restaurant regained its former glory.

It can be said that without the Luo family, there would be no An family today.

"I just don't know how long Luo's status can last."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

Even An Ni, who was sitting quietly beside her, looked over, staring at her with those cold eyes.

The lady immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, but the words had already been said and it was difficult to make up for it.

After all, it is a recognized fact that the current head of the Luo family is incompetent.

Sheng Qianwei smiled and helped her to excuse herself: "Zhou Heng has managed the entire Luo family in an orderly manner at such a young age, and he is so far-sighted. I believe in his decision."

"Although Madam Luo is not talented enough, she is Zhou Heng's legitimate wife after all, so those things should belong to her."

It is true that she has some extraordinary abilities, but judging from her reaction, Ning Ruchu did not know that he was trapped in the doll.

If his soul could be transferred here, does that mean...

Luo Zhouheng didn't dare to think about it.

……

Ning Ruchu slept until noon the next day.

The people in the villa knew that she was weak and needed sleep to relieve her body's needs, so they didn't disturb her.

Just after seeing that she woke up, I went to prepare meal.

Ning Ruochu was still a little sleepy.

Downstairs, Yeyue stood quietly beside the stairs, his straight figure looking strong and reliable.

Hearing the noise, she raised her head slightly and handed over the thing in her hand.

"The eldest wife sent an invitation letter early in the morning to attend the funeral of the gentleman."

In this way, Ning Ruchu, the legal wife, seemed to have become an outsider.

She took it, glanced at it quickly, and said, "The day after tomorrow."

It seems that it is not the first batch received.

Ning Ruochu smiled, still looking gentle and considerate, and said with regret: "Ah Heng's funeral is very important, and I don't understand the procedures, so I can only leave it to my aunt."

Yeyue frowned, looking very unhappy.

But she shouldn't ask about these things.

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.

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

She really couldn't stand the pain.

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.

Zhou Yun did as she was told.

Not long after, the things were brought over.

Butler Dong was very dissatisfied because he had not seen the servant bring 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 drinks, 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 had doubts in his heart, he still did as he was told.

After taking off my shoes, the sprained part turned blue.

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 foot and began rubbing 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.

Although Steward Dong respected Ning Ruchu's status, he angrily shouted, "Madam Luo, what are you doing?!" when he saw his young lady in such pain.

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.

However, the other party let go of his hand first and cleverly avoided Butler Dong's hand.

"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.

Steadying himself and wanting to accuse Ning Ruchu, Dong Qingran retracted his foot and slowly stood up on his shoe. He even took two tentative steps, forcing Butler Dong to hold back his words.

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?"

"Sorry." She bowed her head, apologized, and hurried away.

I happened to meet You Yingying.

Seeing Sheng Qianwei in tears, she looked worried: "Miss Sheng, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Sheng Qianwei shook her head, curled her lips, and said optimistically: "So many days have passed, I should accept the facts."

She lowered her eyes and said in a lonely voice: "It's just that there are too many regrets between us."

You Yingying: "If Mr. Luo had not been forced by the situation, you wouldn't have so many regrets."

With the status of the You family, they are still unable to reach the top circles, and they have no idea what is going on inside the Luo family.

The incident was such a big deal back then, and rumors were rife, that You Yingying was able to hear some of it.

Sheng Qianwei pursed her cherry lips, and her clasped hands were entangled tightly together and trembling.

But Luo Leyao's ears were filled with countless noises and she couldn't hear what he said at all.

Mr. Luo turned around and looked at Ning Ruchu with an apologetic look.

"Ruochu, I'm so sorry."

Ning Ruochu smiled slightly, "It's okay, Le Yao has always been impatient, I'm used to it."

(End of this chapter)