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

Chapter 83

Sheng Qianwei looked at her nervously, "Are you okay?"

Ning Ruchu found his concerned look funny.

Sheng Qianwei didn't know this, she let out a long sigh of relief, her eyebrows drooping and slightly relaxing.

"Lingxue suffered some setbacks at the gallery last time, and she said she would come to see you. I was a little worried and followed her in a hurry. I'm glad you're okay."

His pretending to be worried made people feel disgusted, but Ning Ruchu still had to cooperate.

"Ms. Jiang?" She looked incredulous, her slightly dilated pupils drooping dejectedly, and she pursed her red lips, "Ms. Jiang hates me, and I can understand that."

Sheng Qianwei stroked her arm and comforted her: "Lingxue has always been proud. It is inevitable that she can't stand the gallery's affairs. You don't have to be angry with her."

In a word, he won Ning Ruchu's favor and saved Jiang Lingxue's face, without offending either of them.

Sheng Qianwei is indeed outstanding in handling interpersonal relationships.

If Ning Ruchu complained, it would make her look immature.

Zhou Yun on the side frowned.

She accompanied Ning Ruochu twice, and each time Ling Chuan would emphasize Sheng Qianwei.

There is no other reason. Most of the remarks about the emotional discord between the gentleman and the lady came from her.

In addition to what her husband said that made Sheng Qianwei sad to go abroad, Zhou Yun didn't believe that she could have a good impression of his wife.

No matter how dissatisfied you are, you still have to continue to save face.

"Thank you for your reminder, Miss Sheng." Zhou Yun's expression was stern. In front of the lady, she was like a cold-faced boss giving orders to employees in the workplace. "But you have got the priorities wrong. Miss Jiang is to blame for what happened at the gallery. Your words make my wife look ignorant."

Ning Ruochu always starts out by showing weakness, making people feel that she is not worthy of being used.

On the other hand, it is a good way to fool people.

Others thought she was easy to control and that it was natural for her to say something that didn't sound too excessive, highlighting her own little thoughts.

Even if just a little bit of the wolfish ambition is revealed, it will become a huge capital for counterattack.

But for this next step, she needs someone to help her take it.

Zhou Yun stared sharply at Sheng Qianwei.

A crack appeared on the latter's gentle and beautiful face, and her carefully adjusted expression almost collapsed.

She forced herself to smile warmly, and said, "I didn't think it through. Lingxue left in a rage just now. I was really afraid that she and Madam Luo would have a big conflict and fall out."

"That was given to me by Ah Heng. You must not hurt it!"

"Then what should I do?!" Sheng Qianwei was gradually losing her mind and yelled at the special personnel: "What are you still standing there for? Kill her quickly!!"

The special personnel stayed where they were, staring at the poisonous scorpion without blinking.

They had never seen this species before and didn't understand its personality or toxicity, but the way it wielded its pincers was obvious that it was in fighting mode.

The leader reminded: "Miss Sheng, please calm down."

"How can you ask me to calm down?!" Sheng Qianwei's eyes were bloodshot.

She was brought up in pampered circumstances, and if she got hurt, her family would take care of her for a long time. How could she withstand such stimulation?

It seemed that Sheng Qianwei's roar just now angered it, and its tail needle moved forward again, with more force and lasting longer than before.

This happened several times before Sheng Qianwei finally couldn't bear it anymore. Her calves slowly lost sensation and her vision became blurry.

The place where the poison needle pierced had turned dark purple, and the skin was slowly rotting, which was very scary.

Sheng Qianwei's feet staggered, her eyes felt dizzy, and her upright body fell down in an instant, hitting her head on the armrest of the sofa.

The eldest uncle of the Luo family turned around and showed a kind smile: "Ruochu, you are not in good health, you don't need to worry about these things. Zhou Heng is gone, you can't let anything happen to you and let the Luo family suffer a series of blows."

This way, he really seems like a caring elder who is considering the overall situation and thinking about her.

Ning Ruochu despised him in her heart and gave him a weak smile: "Thank you for your concern, uncle."

Uncle Luo waved his hand and looked at Ling Chuan: "Secretary Ling, please take Ru Chu away first."

Ling Chuan didn't move, but Ye Yue outside seemed to know what was going on inside, and rushed in and took Ning Ruchu out.

Ling Chuan smiled and explained: "That's Madam's assistant."

……

Yeyue helped Ning Ruchu to Luo Zhouheng's office and asked her to sit on the sofa.

Ran Yunqing thought she was poisoned and rushed forward to give her an acupuncture, but received a hint from her eyes.

She understood and looked at Ye Yue: "I need to stay focused. Commander Ye, please watch outside the door."

Yeyue left without saying a word.

Ran Yunqing felt Ning Ruchu's pulse and chuckled: "I told you that you can act."

Ning Ruochu rolled up his sleeves and tied a small syringe with safety measures and a small bottle of medicine to the rubber bands on his wrists, and handed them to Ran Yunqing.

He asked her to help with the injection and explained: "It's 3% rainforest scorpion toxin. After the injection, the body will feel cold and weak."

Ran Yunqing gave a thumbs up: "As expected of you."

She silently put the syringe into the tool kit and asked, "Will it have any impact if I quit midway through the first board meeting?"

After taking the antidote, Ning Ruchu's complexion improved visibly, and his words became more powerful.

"Of course."

Butler Ye stepped forward and made a "please" gesture.

"Ma'am, my old lady is waiting for you upstairs."

Ning Ruochu nodded.

As soon as I went upstairs, I could vaguely smell a light fragrance coming from inside. It was not as warm and strong as Western perfume, but rather the fresh and elegant style of ancient incense.

In the only room with an open door, an old woman wearing a slim-fitting cheongsam was sitting in front of the incense table.

Although she was approaching old age, she maintained a good figure. Her silver hair was neatly combed and tied up with a red coral hairpin, and she wore a string of excellent agate beads on her chest.

She held the jade incense spoon and gently stirred the incense in the glass incense burner.

Circle after circle, neither fast nor slow.

Both her temperament and dignified manners were the best Ning Ruchu had ever seen.

Old Madam Ye slowly raised her eyes and pointed to the position opposite.

"Ma'am, please sit down."

Ning Ruochu walked up to her, acting like a lady from a wealthy family, bowed slightly to her, and greeted her, "Old Madam."

This action made Old Madam Ye laugh.

The kind and deep laughter was very pleasant to hear, and along with the laughter came the fragrance of curling green smoke.

She smiled and said, "Madam, you don't have to be so respectful to me. Mr. Luo has done a favor to my Ye family. Since you are his wife, you are also the benefactor of my Ye family."

Ning Ruochu was stunned.

She hadn't expected this.

Madam Ye looked at the seat in front of her and said, "Please sit down first."

Ning Ruochu sat down opposite her with the cotton doll on her knees.

As soon as she came in, Old Madam Ye saw it and felt it was familiar. She couldn't help but ask: "This doll..."

Ning Ruochu was silent for a moment, his eyes dimmed: "I designed this based on Ah Heng's image."

The smoke from cigarettes blurred her features. Her dark almond-shaped eyes were slightly pink and misty, giving people a hazy feeling as if she was neither drunk nor intoxicated.

Her voice was hollow and a little broken.

It seems to be more fragile than the ethereal fragrant mist, and will be blown away by the wind with the slightest movement.

Old Madam Ye sighed deeply and consoled him, "Mr. Luo's news came too suddenly, and it was a big blow to everyone, but there is still a chance of a turnaround." "A chance of a turnaround?" Ning Ruochu raised her eyes that seemed to be shining with pearls and jade, "What do you mean?"

Madam Ye looked melancholy as she explained, "To be honest, when the news of Mr. Luo's death came out, I tried to get lucky and cast a divination for him, but the divination I got was that he would survive after a disaster."

She was puzzled: "I have been fortune-telling for fifty years and have never made a mistake. But this hexagram is really strange, and I can't figure out what it means."

Encounter death, and then rebirth...

How can a lowly servant compare with her?
Just as she was about to question him, she was scolded by the Luo family's uncle: "Luo Leyao! Today is your third brother's funeral. If you dare to make trouble again, get out!"

He was negotiating with Dong Zhaoyan and was about to convince her when her daughter suddenly ran in and told her not to cooperate with him.

She also said that she was wronged in the Luo family and the servants did not take her orders seriously.

Dong Zhaoyan, who was still hesitating, suddenly turned hostile and left.

When I returned to the mourning hall, I encountered this kind of thing again.

Mr. Luo was so angry that his teeth were itching.

It would be fine if she looked down on Ning Ruchu on a normal day, but now there is public opinion from the outside world and she controls all of Luo's property.

If he gets into a quarrel with her at this time, wouldn't it confirm the rumors of discord within the Luo family? How would he be able to get his hands on the family property?
Luo Leyao was scared by being yelled at. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, but she still felt unconvinced.

"I'm obviously telling the truth, why are you so mean to me, uncle? I'm your niece, Ning Ruchu is just an outsider!"

She has been pampered since she was young, so how could she have ever been scolded like this by her elders?

Tears as big as beans rolled down his cheeks and he screamed in despair.

Uncle Luo became even more annoyed. With so many eyes staring at him, he couldn't save face.

A slap hit Luo Leyao in the face.

"The Third Brother has really spoiled you. You actually dared to make trouble in Zhou Heng's funeral hall!"

Luo Leyao's eyes went dark for a moment, and she fell to the ground weakly, supporting herself on the ground with her hands, her dull eyes full of disbelief.

My uncle...hit me.

Sheng Qianwei was closest to her, and when she fell, she quickly took a step back.

He quickly squatted down again and looked at her with concern.

"Uncle, Le Yao is still young..."

In order to marry Luo Zhouheng smoothly, Sheng Qianwei tried to please his elders.

The eldest uncle of the Luo family was the one with whom he had the closest contact. Because of their good relationship, he followed Luo Zhouheng and called him "Uncle".

"You're still young?" The Luo family's grandfather snorted coldly, "You're already seventeen years old, and you're still so ignorant."

He looked at Sheng Qianwei, "Qianwei, this is our family matter, you don't have to worry about it."

Sheng Qianwei looked at him, wanting to say something, but she pursed her lips and stood up hesitantly.

Just at this moment, the third branch of the Luo family heard the noise and rushed over.

Mrs. Luo San immediately stepped forward and embraced Luo Leyao, "Yaoyao, are you okay? What happened?"

The third master of the Luo family had a bad feeling in his heart.

This girl has been spoiled. She must not cause any trouble at such an important moment.

He smiled and asked Uncle Luo tentatively.

"Brother, did Yaoyao make you unhappy?"

The Luo family's uncle squinted at him and asked, "Does she have the guts to do that?"

"That's right." The third master of the Luo family smiled awkwardly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"But to her third sister-in-law!"

The deep tone revealed danger. The third master of the Luo family felt his heart tighten and looked at Ning Ruchu again.

Luo Leyao is his daughter, and he knows that she is dissatisfied with Ning Ruchu.

But who in the entire Luo family, or even in the capital, has a good impression of her?

Therefore, the third wife of the Luo family only reminded her not to lose her temper in public or important occasions.

At this funeral, he persuaded many times and agreed to buy all the new summer models of well-known foreign brands.

How could this happen?

The third master of the Luo family glared at Luo Leyao resentfully.

The Luo family's uncle added fuel to the fire, "Not only that, but you even dared to cause trouble in Zhou Heng's funeral hall. This is extremely disrespectful to him!"

"This is a big deal for Zhou Heng. This situation has actually occurred. Third brother, I have told you many times that Le Yao has a rude temper and asked you to discipline her more. Now that she has you to protect her, she will have to learn a lot of lessons when she grows up."

It sounds like he is giving good advice, but he is actually trying to put all the blame on the third wife.

The third master of the Luo family was used to his rhetoric.

He nodded humbly and admitted his fault: "It is indeed my fault for not disciplining my child well. What Big Brother said is right."

I felt contempt in my heart: Knowing that it was a big deal for Luo Zhouheng, why did he drag it on for so long? Who is disrespecting the dead?

But since Luo Leyao had exposed the matter to everyone, it was indeed not going to end well.

He tilted his head and looked down at Luo Leyao.

"You still have the nerve to stay here?"

"Go back to your room and reflect on your actions immediately. Don't come out without my permission!"

Luo Leyao couldn't stop crying.

Her father's powerful roar echoed in her mind over and over again, completely shattering her already sensitive heart.

She stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do except cry.

But the old man of the Luo family wanted the right to organize the funeral out of selfish motives. He told the public who was the boss of the entire Luo family, and this has attracted many partners.

It would be difficult for the other two families to profit from it, and with Luo Leyao making such a fuss, it was even more impossible for their family.

Mrs. Luo San had a worried look on her face. If things continued like this, it would have a bad impact, so she called out to Luo Jingcheng.

"Help me get Le Yao into the room."

Seeing Luo Leyao being dragged away by two people, Master Luo San felt so embarrassed that he said angrily, "I will also deduct your pocket money for the past two months!"

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.

Uncle Luo's face turned black.

He knew who the person in front of him was.

I've heard that Luo Zhouheng has a close relationship with the second master of the Xie family, but I didn't expect that the second master Xie would disregard his own face and break into the cemetery to see him off for the last time.

Moreover, judging from Xie Cixing's tone, he must have met Ning Ruchu before.

Although the military does not care about disputes among wealthy families, this Mr. Xie is notorious for his outrageous behavior.

Especially since he and Luo Zhouheng are so close...

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Xie Xiyue quickly tried to make amends: "I mean, how did he die?"

Xie Cixing fell silent for a moment. After two seconds, he said, "Go watch the news."

Xie Cixing fell silent for a moment. After two seconds, he said, "Go watch the news."

"Okay." Xie Xiyue took out her phone, was stunned for a while, looked up and asked innocently: "How do you write his name?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)