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

Chapter 69: Ning Ruochu attends the Fashion Week and secretly mocks.

Ning Ruchu's expression was still a little hesitant, or perhaps she didn't dare to accept it.

He spoke softly, not daring to express any opinion.

"I will listen to Secretary Ling."

Ling Chuan frowned.

Ning Ruchu's humility was caused by his family environment in childhood and cannot be easily changed.

Luo Zhouheng has always protected her very well, like a canary in a cage.

Although she was imprisoned, she would not be harmed in the slightest.

Ning Ruochu also lived a peaceful life.

But now, Lingchuan urgently needs her to become stronger.

"There is a board meeting this afternoon, and you just need to attend. In the evening, the Jiang family will have a banquet, and you are invited to attend."

When the invitation letter was handed to him, Ning Ruchu looked a little confused.

"Why would the Jiang family invite me?"

Her character is simple, not stupid.

Public opinion outside was in full swing, and all the wealthy families were trying their best to avoid contact with Ning Ruchu so as not to be involved in this dispute.

Except for the Dong and Ning families.

How could she receive an invitation at this juncture?
"The Jiang family personally sent someone to deliver it. I checked it." Ling Chuan said, "If you don't want to participate, then don't go."

Ning Ruochu pursed her lips, seeming undecided.

After a long silence, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'd better go. It's hard for me to reject someone's well-intentioned invitation."

Ling Chuan disagreed in his heart, but felt more helpless.

Madam is really kind-hearted and always sees the good side.

Sometimes, he wondered if living like this would be easier.

But they overlooked a very important point - strong background support.

If it weren't for Luo Zhouheng's protection, Ning Ruchu would have long been swallowed up by this world where good and evil are hard to distinguish.

"The meeting time is at 3 pm. I will inform the butler and others to ensure that you arrive on time. At the same time, I will contact your clothing team and ask them to prepare for tonight's dinner."

Ning Ruochu nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Secretary Ling."

"You're welcome, madam."

Ling Chuan went out and told Jiang Wanyu about Ning Ruchu's next itinerary, and asked her to convey it to the housekeeper and the helicopter pilot.

The room fell silent again. Ning Ruchu stared at the closet door with his deep eyes, which showed no emotion. His eyebrows were slightly drooped, as if he was in deep thought.

After a while, she got up and went into the closet.

Ning Ruchu had rarely attended such banquets invited by wealthy families.

She rarely visited the dress section of the closet.

They are all designed by well-known designers, and most of them are highlight models at international fashion weeks.

Ning Ruchu was very disgusted with this kind of restrictive clothes, so she turned and walked towards the fitting room.

Take out the cotton doll from the box.

Inside are out-of-season clothes that the maid sorts out regularly.

Ning Ruochu always pretended to be reluctant and wasteful, so the maids had to keep them for a while until the temperature warmed up or turned cold enough, and they would move the clothes downstairs and donate them to charity organizations in batches when they could no longer be worn.

This vacant fitting room is often used to store old clothes.

She opened her suitcase, took out the cotton doll, and reconnected with him.

After not using his abilities for a few days, Ning Ruchu recovered a little, and this time the connection was easier than before.

She probed her spiritual sense into the cotton doll and saw Luo Zhouheng holding his breath and concentrating, as if rejecting something.

Ning Ruochu teased: "Are you so unwilling to see me?"

A familiar voice sounded above his head. Luo Zhouheng tentatively opened his eyes. Ning Ruchu's face
……

The cell phone rang and Ning Ruchu walked towards the balcony.

The villa has a large bedroom and a large balcony.

She installed a double swing outside and a set of tables and chairs for afternoon tea.

The remaining space is arranged into a small flower bed, with clusters of flowers at the feet and vines climbing the balcony fence, adding natural decoration.

The distance to the next room is only half a meter.

Ran Yunqing looked at the gap in the middle and felt a little worried.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Ning Ruochu didn't reply, and asked, "What did you take?"

Ran Yunqing raised the hand holding the food, "Sandwich."

Wrapped in plastic wrap.

Saving is advocated in the villa, but Ran Yunqing is a guest, so the servants will do it when they hear the request.

In order to make it easier to feed it, someone simply made a sandwich.

Ning Ruochu hooked his hand, "Just throw it to me, I can catch it."

Ran Yunqing walked to the railing and hesitated: "I hope we won't be discovered."

Once discovered, the character’s image will collapse.

Ning Ruochu said calmly: "Just throw it into my balcony. I have hacked the surveillance camera."

Ran Yunqing: “…”

……

Early the next morning, Lingchuan came to Mingzhu Villa.

He greeted Yeyue and asked, "Madam, are you in a bad mood?"

Yeyue didn't say anything, but looked at him calmly with those sharp and powerful eyes.

Ling Chuan raised his head and glanced at the room upstairs.

He took out a letter from the folder, a Chinese envelope decorated with a pattern made from rubbings of red seals.

"This is an invitation from the An family, inviting Madam to attend the gallery this weekend."

Yeyue took it: "I will pass it on."

"Don't let my wife know about those comments on the Internet for now."

After learning the news that Ning Ruochu was kicked out last night, Ling Chuan asked someone to find the media and specially retrieved the surveillance footage of the villa area, saying that the Ning family had a shallow relationship and Mrs. Luo left in tears.

As a hot topic today, the traffic on matters related to the Luo family and Ning Ruchu remains high.

In order to deal with public opinion, the Ning family actually turned the tables and accused Ning Ruchu of being ungrateful.

Coupled with his existing reputation, even if Ling Chuan wanted to suppress his popularity, it would still arouse suspicion.

The Internet can easily mislead the public, but it does not prove that everyone is a fool.

No one knows what the real situation is, and some people are making guesses based on what the Ning family said.

Doing so would send the message to the wealthy circle that the Ning family and the current head of the Luo family are not in harmony, and would help them avoid cooperating with the Ning family.

At the same time, it will once again affect Ning Ruchu's reputation.

Yeyue said coldly: "I can't tell."

But whether Ning Ruchu would see it or not was not something she could control.

……

In the bedroom, Ning Ruochu leaned on the bed with her legs bent, using a tablet as a cushion, browsing Weibo.

Luo Zhouheng was in her arms, watching with her.

"Is it normal for parents to hate their children?" Ning Ruochu swiped the screen with her finger, her almond-shaped eyes were strangely calm, and her tone was extremely light.

Luo Zhouheng was silent.

After a long time without a response, Ning Ruchu smiled self-deprecatingly. "You are surprised too, aren't you?"

Luo Zhouheng's childhood was not good
His parents died when he was young, and he grew up with Grandpa Luo and became his most beloved grandson.

The uncles and aunts felt the crisis and suppressed him everywhere.

After he became an adult, he held important positions in the company and endured many suspicions and malicious frames.

Mr. Luo had no choice but to send him abroad, and he didn't come back until he was 24 years old.

At that time, my grandfather was already seriously ill, the Luo family was controlled by the eldest uncle of the Luo family, and the three branches were fighting each other.

Almost everyone believed that Mr. Luo was pushing Luo Zhouheng into the fire by letting him inherit the Luo family.

But he persisted, not only reconciling internal conflicts but also making the consortium prosper.

Of course, his achievements and strengths are not limited to this, otherwise he would not have become the person Ning Ruchu admires the most, especially after knowing his other powers.

There was a knock on the door, and a light flashed across Ning Ruochu's eyes. She quickly put the tablet under the pillow, curled up on the bed, and held the cotton doll tightly in her arms.

When Yeyue came in, she saw Ning Ruchu looking dejected.

Her eyes dimmed and she walked straight away.

Coming to the bed, he said in a neutral voice, "Madam, Secretary Ling just came over."

The person on the bed responded.

The hands that were propping up the body were shaking violently, and it took a lot of effort for him to turn over. There were water stains in the corners of his eyes, and his charming almond-shaped eyes were sparkling, broken and fragile.

She leaned weakly on the bed, her frail body looking like she could fall over at any moment.

Yeyue just watched without taking any action.

"Is it..." Ning Ruchu's voice was hoarse and she was unable to utter a word.

She coughed a few times to make her words sound clearer.

"Did something happen?"

Luo Zhouheng, who witnessed her performance, was stunned.

I never expected that Ning Ruchu could do this.

Even though he was good at understanding people's minds, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

The character created by Ning Ruchu is not only very contagious, but also able to arouse sympathy, allowing people to focus on the suffering she has experienced and ignore her personal performance.

Her disguise was impeccable.

Be careful, some things have nothing to do with you, but if you are involved, you will blame yourself.

Even the psychologist invited by Luo Zhouheng himself said that Ning Ruchu suffered from severe inferiority complex due to his childhood environment and was a typical highly sensitive person.

Speaking of mental illness, Ning Ruchu's condition is even more serious than Ning Tinglian's.

"No, Secretary Ling is just here to deliver an invitation." Yeyue stepped forward and placed the envelope on the bedside table. "It's from the An family. They want to invite you to attend the gallery."

Ning Ruochu pretended to sigh and asked her: "An family? How come I have never heard of it?"

An Junxi turned around, looked at her gradually blurry back, raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

As an heir favored by the current head of the family, he not only has a deep understanding of China's economic situation, but also has a certain knowledge of the layout and relationships of the wealthy families.

Everyone said that Ning Ruchu was very vulgar, but his behavior just now gave him the feeling that he had been cultivated since childhood.

It would be impossible to have it if you had not been in a wealthy family for a long time.

An Junxi half-closed his eyes.

"Junxi——"

An old but dignified voice came from inside.

An Junxi was distracted for a moment, walked in, and bowed, "Grandma."

Madam An glanced over and asked, "Did she ask anything when she left?"

"No, he just thanked me and left." An Junxi confessed honestly.

"Sometimes, I really don't know whether her simple-mindedness is a good thing or not." Old Madam An sighed.

There was smoke rising from the incense burner beside the table. As this was a temporary scene, the incense burner was a little close.

Madam An frowned, waved her hand lightly, fanned the cigarette, and said, "I gave Yun Miao's old things to her and told her some things."

An Junxi's pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "Grandma, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Mrs. An suddenly turned her head and gave him a warning look, and An Junxi shut up instantly.

"It's just a warning about the Luo family. However, I also revealed a little bit of Yun Miao's disgust for our family." She drooped her eyebrows and her expression gradually softened.

The smell of cigarette smoke in the air made her feel a little irritated.

He simply ignored it, put his hands in front of him, and looked up at An Junxi.

"The reaction is normal. But I'm old, and my perception of the outside world is gradually weakening. Did you notice anything unusual?"

An Junxi frankly expressed his doubts.

After hearing this, Mrs. An's expression gradually became serious.

An Junxi asked, "Luo Zhouheng is in danger. Even he can't guarantee that he can escape unscathed. Marrying a wife would only make someone else suffer for him. He certainly won't marry a useless canary. Perhaps they are intentionally hiding Ning Ruchu's identity so that at least one person can survive."

They didn't believe that Luo Zhouheng would easily hand over his inheritance to a canary.

Madam An did not respond with understanding. She held the coral bracelet with eighteen beads in her hand and slowly raised her head: "How do you know that Ning Ruchu is not a sacrifice?"

An Junxi suddenly realized: "You mean, Luo Zhouheng's death is just an illusion."

"The news about the plane crash is indeed true, but who can guarantee that Luo Zhouheng was really on that plane?"

The bodies of the crew members were salvaged one after another, but there was no trace of Luo Zhouheng's body and no relics were found.

Madam An stared, "But Ning Ruchu does need more attention. Apart from Luo Zhouheng's secretary, I'm afraid no one in the Luo family supports her. It's surprising that she can still live until now."

"Now that you put it that way, I feel like there's something really wrong with her." Old Madam An realized belatedly.

She straightened her sleeves and stood up: "Use Yun Miao's story to lure her in and make her reveal her true colors. But remember, the An family's secrets must not be known to others and must be kept firmly in the depths of your heart!"

The second half of the sentence is emphasized, which is a warning to An Junxi.

He lowered his head and said with an attitude of admitting his mistake: "I understand. Thank you for reminding me, Grandma."

Madam An snorted coldly and walked away.

On the spot, An Junxi breathed a sigh of relief.

My grandmother said he got too excited when she told others about my aunt.

I almost forgot - that is an unspeakable taboo.

……

After asking the staff, Ning Ruchu finally found the reception room.

It is the night moon.

She reported: "Madam, someone from the Ye family is coming and wants to see you alone. I have asked him to wait in the study."

"The Ye family?" Ning Ruochu was puzzled. "If Madam Ye wants to see me, I will naturally go there. Why should I come here in person?"

"It's not Madam Ye." Ye Yue said in a stern voice, "It's her grandson. I heard that Madam Ye has gone into seclusion."

Ning Ruochu took a breath and covered her mouth: "Retreat? Is it because of divination..."

She lowered her eyes, feeling very guilty: "I heard that divination is very exhausting. Will Madam Ye be okay?"

"If there is anything wrong, just ask her grandson and you will know." Yeyue turned aside.

……

In the study, a tall man was already waiting there.

Hearing the noise, he turned around, and a faint smile appeared on his gentle and elegant face: "Mrs. Luo, let me introduce myself. I am the grandson of Mrs. Ye, Ye Yanwei."

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, which was ironed and fitted well, with a dragon pattern on the left chest.

Leave a long strand of hair on the back of the neck and tie it up to the waist.

When she turned around, her hair swayed with her body, looking very elegant.

Ning Ruochu nodded to him and said, "Hello."

She closed the door, walked over, and got straight to the point: "Are you here because the third divination has a result?"

(End of this chapter)