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

Chapter 70

Ning Ruochu poked him with his slender white fingers, but he remained indifferent, so he continued to poke...

Until Luo Zhouheng couldn't stand it anymore: "...Have you had enough of making trouble?!"

He growled, his emotions reaching breaking point.

Ning Ruochu frowned, looking unhappy.

"You don't seem to understand the situation yet." Her voice was light and long, without any ups and downs, but it was as if a cold wind blew, bringing bone-chilling coldness.

"You couldn't be alive without me."

Ning Ruchu used force with his hands to squeeze the doll.

Her eyes flickered and her brows were cold.

Her cold eyes were like snow falling in an ancient pond, emitting a biting cold light that struck people deep inside.

"Or do you want to disappear from this world completely?"

Luo Zhouheng's face sank. In his soul state, his face looked like icy water in a cold pond, becoming sinister and terrifying.

He was very dissatisfied with Ning Ruchu's behavior, but he was not an unreasonable person.

If it weren't for her, Luo Zhouheng would have died in that plane crash long ago.

He is not afraid of death, but... there are still things that have not been dealt with.

After several deep breaths, his soul rippling with the rhythm of his breathing, he finally calmed down a little and said patiently: "I have enough financial resources and status to make him submit to me."

"That's it..."

Ning Ruochu raised her jade hand inadvertently, her fingertips were pink, and she covered her cherry red lips with her fingers.

She thought Luo Zhouheng had other means, but she didn't expect that he just used money and status to pressure others.

He does have the ability.

The corners of Ning Ruochu's eyes curled up, and a smile appeared on her slightly drooped pupils. Her watery almond eyes sparkled with some unspeakable emotions.

"There's a dinner party tonight. Please come with me, husband."

Her voice rose with a hint of excitement, and her smiling eyes were charming and extremely confusing.

It was like a seductive enchantress, tempting him.

Luo Zhouheng's heartbeat was a little flustered for a moment, but he tried to hide it as quickly as possible and pretended to be calm: "Do I have a choice?"

Ning Ruochu let out a light laugh: "No."

……

Pearl Island is far away from the capital, and after a short nap, Sister Lin came over to call Ning Ruchu.

After a simple tidying up, Ning Ruchu got on the helicopter holding the cotton doll.

This board meeting was not much better than the last one.

The sarcasm had not diminished, and there was even more obvious malice.

"There are rumors all over the place. I suggest temporarily banning your wife from attending board meetings."

The person who spoke was Director Sun, who had always been dissatisfied with Ning Ruchu's heart.

Voices of approval rang out one after another, and the Luo family's uncle felt a little proud in his heart. He looked at Ning Ruochu's eyebrows and worriedly: "Ruochu, the public opinion outside is really too serious. You should avoid it and don't show up in the company for the time being."

Ning Ruochu pursed her lips tightly, her dark and bright eyes were already filled with mist, her gaze flickered, and she was at a loss. She could only look to Ling Chuan for help.

The latter frowned and also found the situation tricky.

He was in charge of most of the affairs of the consortium, but he was just a secretary and his say was not as strong as those of the directors, especially the old people who had followed Mr. Luo in the past.

"As the head of the Luo Group, but not allowed to attend the board meeting, wouldn't that give the enemy group an excuse to conclude that there is discord among our management and take the opportunity to launch an offensive?"

The person who spoke was Director Qi, an old man who also followed Mr. Luo.

Ling Chuan looked over and hope seemed to ignite in his heart.

Director Qi and Mr. Luo are not only business partners, but also former comrades-in-arms.

Having spent half his life fighting on the battlefield, the words he says always have a hint of gunpowder.

He has contributed a lot to Mr. Luo’s achievements in the business world.

As the director with the longest resume, Director Qi has a high authority in the board of directors.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone fell silent.

She was intimidated by his majesty and was surprised by his speaking for Ning Ruchu.

But for the most part, he makes sense.

Even though no one in China can compete with the Luo family, the only ones who can compete with them are the top ten overseas companies, and none of them should be underestimated.

Ling Chuan patted Ning Ruochu's shoulder to calm her down, and said calmly: "Since you have no other ideas, let's continue the board meeting."

After saying that, he glanced at the Luo family's uncle.

He lowered his head slightly, looking a little embarrassed.

He clenched his hands under the table and glanced at Director Qi fiercely. He couldn't imagine that he would actually support Ning Ruchu!

Director Qi has invested a lot of effort in Luo Corporation. Among all the people present, he should be the one who is most worried about the future of Luo Corporation. How could he...

The same doubts spread in Ning Ruochu's heart. She stroked the cotton doll's hair without leaving any trace, and talked to the soul inside with her mind: "Isn't it unexpected?"

Xuwu's pupils sank slightly, and his line of sight, which had just passed the table, was fixed on Director Qi beside Ning Ruochu.

The Luo family had conflicts early on.

Before Mr. Luo passed away, in order to ensure that Luo Zhouheng could smoothly inherit the company, he won over the hearts of the people and prepared everything in advance.

He knew that this decision would certainly cause dissatisfaction among his sons, so before his death, he entrusted Luo Zhouheng to Director Qi.

Therefore, Director Qi became the only person Luo Zhouheng trusted among all the company directors.

Director Qi also knew about the will.

Although they opposed it, the eldest uncle of the Luo family was very ambitious and targeted Luo Zhouheng's family everywhere. The other two were not capable of achieving anything great.

But the production and craftsmanship of the doll are a bit too exquisite.

He glanced at it calmly and looked away.

Ning Ruchu continued to walk outside.

Just as he was about to leave, Xie Cixing's frivolous voice suddenly came from inside.

"Sister-in-law, let's get together again some other day."

Ning Ruochu staggered and was quickly supported by Yeyue.

After going downstairs and out of Xie Cixing's control area, she spoke: "Second Master Xie is used to being unbridled. Even when he meets a few respected elders in the capital, he will make a few jokes."

Ning Ruochu asked: "Does he have a good relationship with Ah Heng?"

Ye Yue said "hmm", "Sir, you and he are close friends. According to Mr. Xie's personality, you will have a lot of interactions with him in the future."

Xie Cixing had long wanted to meet Mrs. Luo, who was said to be as beautiful as a fairy, but Luo Zhouheng's protection was too thorough, so he had no chance at all.

Ning Ruochu curled the corner of her mouth: "I'll get used to it."

……

When we arrived at the third underground floor, there was no light around.

Yeyue lifted up her sleeves, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out.

Ning Ruochu's eyes were stung. After two seconds of adjustment, she carefully opened her eyes and glanced at the bracelet on her wrist.

The light outlet is very small, but it illuminates half of the world.

Ning Ruochu raised an eyebrow.

The gadgets in the Shadow Pavilion are quite interesting.

After successfully finding Room D3, Yeyue opened the door.

Inside, a man was lying on the ground, without any restraints.

Yeyue stepped forward, felt his pulse, and frowned without warning.

She quickly checked his body and found no obvious injuries.

Looking at her movements, Ning Ruochu asked, "What's wrong?"

Yeyue was full of doubts.

The man looked fine, but his pulse was extremely weak.

She suppressed her thoughts and shook her head: "Nothing, he must have just fainted." "Then let's find someone to carry him..."

Before he finished speaking, Yeyue's men exerted force, lifted the man up and held him on his body.

The slightly thin shoulders supported a man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall.

"Today is a big event for the Luo family, so it's normal that you're too busy." Ning Ruochu stood up and stared at Dong Qingran, "I know a folk remedy that can quickly heal sprains. Miss Dong, do you want to try it?"

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?"

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 a scene in front of others."

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 so protective of her?"

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 whose position she took away.

Sheng Qianwei looked surprised.

She gave a kind reminder, but was questioned by the other party instead, which would have been unpleasant for anyone.

Because she often came to the Luo family's old house, she was somewhat familiar with 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.

"I'm really sorry for the trouble, uncle."

……

On the other side, Lingchuan and Mr. Evan seemed to have reached an agreement and came out.

Evan left with his men directly. In the fairly decent car sat a yellow-skinned woman.

Two researchers sat down next to her and asked in English, "Did anything interesting happen while you were wandering around the estate?"

"I met a lady who sprained her foot and asked me to get an ice pack, but I was busy cracking the system here. When I went back, she was fine and said she wanted to cancel the cooperation with Mr. Luo."

The woman tilted her head, her eyes smug, “So, maybe I did your young lady a favor.”

……

On the second day, Luo Zhouheng's funeral was held.

His clothes were placed in the coffin.

The snow today is heavier than yesterday.

In just a few minutes, the snow accumulated to half an inch.

Although it is March, Ning Ruchu suddenly feels like he has returned to winter.

I saw the scene of vast expanse of snow covered in silver again.

The cold wind howled like a sharp sword, wantonly piercing through the thick leather coat. The exposed skin was cut by it again and again.

Ning Ruchu exhaled gently, and mist filled the air.

The weather these past two days was so abnormal that she couldn't help but think of yesterday's hot news items.

——【Heavy snow appeared at the funeral of the head of China's top financial group! 】

The concept of good and bad luck is deeply rooted in the minds of the Chinese people, and one cannot help but wonder whether Luo Zhouheng's death was premeditated.

But it's just association.

The authorities have confirmed the death, what else can others do except discuss it?
But today, I am afraid that public opinion will rise again.

It would be better if I just sighed.

I just don’t know how many people can really take it seriously.

She got in the car and looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window.

(End of this chapter)