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

Chapter 71

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.

There is no one in this generation that he likes.

At that time, I thought Luo Zhouheng was still young and would not die so early, so I agreed.

If anything unexpected happens, we will select a new successor from the younger generation.

As for Ning Ruchu...it was just a delaying tactic.

Before the next person at the helm is decided, Ning Ruchu's position cannot be threatened in any way.

Director Qi's eyes were deep and he glanced towards Ning Ruchu vaguely.

Her dull eyes and dazed look made Director Qi sigh repeatedly in his heart.

……

This board meeting was longer than the last one, as we spent half a day discussing some unnecessary things.

Ning Ruochu often felt the gaze of the Luo family's uncle, probably because his sudden departure last time left a deep impression on him.

If this happens several times in a row, even if she cannot be driven out of her high position, the directors will lose trust in her.

Last time, she acted with obvious malicious intent, but this time, Director Qi stood on her side, and Ning Ruchu felt clearly confident.

However, due to the tense atmosphere, he still showed a slightly uncomfortable expression.

After nearly two hours, it was finally over. Ning Ruchu let out a long sigh of relief, without concealing it, and was met with some disdainful looks.

She immediately lowered her head and dared not say a word.

Luo Zhouheng's people personally instructed that since the Madam was in poor health, the food must be made small so that it would be easier for her to eat.

The master was not confident in handing this task over to anyone else, so he asked Ran Yunqing to do it.

In the past two years, she has added chrysanthemum, which is used to soothe the liver, to the medicinal tea she drinks every day.

"Luo Zhouheng appears to be cold towards you on the surface, but he is very considerate to you inwardly."

The decoration style of this villa is more in line with Ning Ruchu's preferences.

Ran Yunqing was shocked, "He is so good to you, but you are wasting his money."

Ning Ruochu didn't respond, and asked her instead: "Did you really cure Sheng Qianwei?"

When mentioning her, Ran Yunqing felt a little happy.

"Of course not. I left some scorpion venom in her body and sealed it with a silver needle. Her leg cannot be seen by anyone."

Ran Yunqing became happier as she spoke, "I was so kind as to let her bring her own weather forecast. Whenever there is a big temperature difference or a season change, she will feel unbearable pain and itchiness."

After Ning Ruochu heard this, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a faint light flashed in her eyes, like a stream passing through the night sky, bright and beautiful.

"She didn't provoke you, why did you treat her like this?"

She said in a scolding tone, and Ran Yunqing got goose bumps all over his body. He asked back, "Where did the scorpion venom in Sheng Qianwei's body come from?"

Ning Ruochu smiled without saying anything, her smooth fingertips tapped lightly on the keyboard, playing the cartoon.

Hearing the voice, Ran Yunqing leaned over to take a look with a look of contempt.

Still so childish!

Ten minutes later, Ran Yunqing, who had been concentrating on watching that episode of cartoon on the computer screen, suddenly came back to his senses.

Why is she following suit?!
He suppressed the surprise on his face and asked Ning Ruochu seriously, "Luo Zhouheng is dead, do you still want to keep the poison in your body?"

The soul in the cotton doll was startled.

poison?
Could it be that her illness was all caused by her?
Luo Zhouheng didn't believe that the direct disciple of Lingxin Hall would be such a delicate and pitiful person.

But why?
Hasn't he protected her well enough in the past two years?
Ning Ruochu tilted her head with a lazy posture, and every word she spoke was filled with a charming tone.

"Didn't you say that very well?"

Luo Zhouheng is dead, but his influence still exists.

Ran Yunqing was puzzled: "I am your personal physician now. You don't need to keep the poison in your body. Just act in front of outsiders as usual. After all, you are quite good at acting."

Morrison Ward's identity is obvious. The configuration of the two scientific researchers indicates that they specialize in different areas. There is also a hacker behind him who provides information. He should be the servant who accidentally bumped into Ning Ruchu just now, and this Mr. "Evan" is naturally the leader.

The proportion of operatives is slightly smaller, and Mrs. Evan's identity also surfaced.

Ning Ruochu raised his eyebrows.

It's quite interesting.

Ling Chuan had already instructed his assistant. Ning Ruochu nodded slightly: "Then I won't bother Secretary Ling anymore."

……

In the guest room, Dong Qingran touched her swollen ankle.

"Young lady, you'd better not move until the doctor comes. I've asked someone to get you an ice pack."

The one who spoke was the Dong family's housekeeper.

Dong Qingran sighed in annoyance and asked him, "Where's my mother?"

The housekeeper replied: "Miss, she is still talking to Master Luo."

The Dong family was invited to the funeral this time, and although their names were not explicitly signed, we knew who was invited.

Mr. Dong has a son and a daughter. His son manages the company's affairs and often travels abroad on business trips.

The daughter is Dong Qingran’s mother. She married into the Hill family of the Oliveland Group more than 20 years ago. She returned to China with her daughter a few days ago. I heard that she would stay here for a while.

Dong Qingran felt even more upset, and her restless mood made her unable to bear to stay here.

I tried to stand up, but the pain in my ankle became more severe and I fell back down on the sofa.

"If you sprain your ankle, you must rest well and not walk on the ground."

A soft voice sounded outside the door. Dong Qingran looked up in confusion and met Ning Ruchu's clear and innocent gaze.

She walked in, squatted in front of Dong Qingran, and calmly lifted up the latter's foot, looking at the swelling on her ankle.

Butler Dong originally thought that it was a young lady from some family who came to show her affection to Dong Qingran.

Now seeing her somewhat presumptuous behavior, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward to stop her, and shouted: "Miss, please be careful!"

Zhou Yun strode forward and said, "This is the current head of the Luo family, Madam Luo. Please show the most basic respect."

She was only in her early thirties, had been working in the workplace for many years, and was Ling Chuan's secretary. She had long since developed an inhuman aura and innate prestige.

Butler Dong opened his eyes slightly, a little surprised.

A seemingly rude and impolite girl turned out to be Mrs. Luo! The main reason was that Ning Ruchu's face was too confusing. At the age of 23, she gave people the feeling of a junior high school student.

"I was rude, please forgive me, madam." Butler Dong apologized in a low voice.

Ning Ruochu shook her head and said sympathetically: "It's okay, you are also worried about your young lady."

She gently moved Dong Qingran's feet and changed the angle.

"It's really serious."

Butler Dong frowned, "The young lady just sprained her ankle accidentally. I asked the Luo family's servant to get an ice pack, but he hasn't come back yet."

"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?"

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

And 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."

Ning Ruochu 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 giving you a suggestion."

"With the resources controlled by the Xie family, wouldn't it be easier for them to investigate this matter than for me?"

"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?"

Ning Ruochu: “…”

She took a few deep breaths, suppressed her anger, 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 smiled knowingly, "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 didn't know 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."

In Luo Zhouheng's study, Ling Chuan was reporting to Ning Ruochu about the Dong family's attitude towards this matter.

After listening to this, Ning Ruochu breathed a sigh of relief: "I have caused them trouble for no reason, I hope the Dong family doesn't mind it."

Ling Chuan frowned.

The lady is just like that, innocent and kind-hearted.

(End of this chapter)