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

Chapter 84

I also wanted to see who was so bold as to do such a ridiculous thing at Luo Zhouheng's funeral.

When I fixed my sight, it turned out to be Second Young Master Xie.

That's fine.

Xie Cixing doesn't care about his reputation, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about his face.

At this moment, I wish I could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He gritted his teeth, but his voice was gentle: "If you have anything to say, get up and talk!"

Jian Taoyue raised her head and looked at him with her peach blossom eyes: "So you agree to take me in?"

Xie Cixing was about to collapse.

What kind of lewd words are these? !

I had no choice but to agree.

Jian Taoyue stood up and wiped her hands and mouth as if no one was around, completely unaware of how embarrassing her behavior was.

Xie Cixing wanted to scold her, but he understood her.

No matter how much you say, it’s just: OK, I get it, I understand. But you can’t guarantee that you will make the same mistake again next time.

He had a headache.

Even so, I still reminded him: "Don't kneel in front of me in the future."

Jian Taoyue was preoccupied with what was happening in front of her, and didn't know if she heard it or not, so she replied, "I know."

Xie Cixing: I knew it.

"Okay, let's go back when we're full."

He originally just wanted to come and see Luo Zhouheng off for the last time, but when this greedy girl heard there was a banquet, she couldn't walk anymore, so he stayed a little longer.

……

Xie family.

As soon as Xie Cixing entered the room, he saw the servants busying about.

He frowned and called the butler.

"What's the big deal lately?"

"Second Young Master." The housekeeper called out respectfully before saying, "Nothing happened, it's just that the Madam and the Young Lady are back."

Xie Cixing turned around and left without saying a word.

The housekeeper called out in confusion, "Second Young Master, you just came back, where are you going?"

Xie Cixing: "Go out and take shelter!"

After taking two steps, I heard an excited and joyful voice.

"Second brother!"

Xie Cixing closed his eyes and thought: It’s over!
Xie Xiyue ran over, jumped in front of Xie Cixing, and stopped steadily, looking up with a smug face: "Did you miss me?"

Xie Cixing sneered: "I don't want to."

"I knew you missed me!" Xie Xiyue straightened her chest proudly and replied with a read reply.

"Hehe." Xie Cixing rolled his eyes, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression still showed a bit of disgust. He walked straight past Xie Xiyue and walked out.

The little girl flashed and nimbly came in front of him again.

"Don't you want to ask me what I have learned in the past two days?"

Xie Cixing still said the same thing: "I don't want to."

Xie Xiyue continued to talk to herself: "You don't know, that young master of the Ye family is simply sick! He insisted on saying that my fate was rough and there would be no good ending. It was simply nonsense!"

"With you and big brother around, I've lived a life of happiness and joy. How could there be a tragic ending?" She nudged Xie Cixing's waist with her elbow and raised her eyebrows, "Don't you think so, my good second brother~"

"Yes." Xie Cixing lowered his head, "That Young Master Ye is right."

"Second brother!" Xie Xiyue's tone was a little stern, but she was acting coquettishly, "He cursed your sister so much, why are you still supporting him?"

Xie Cixing was still smiling, but the curve at the corner of his lips revealed extreme danger.

"Maybe, it's because you used to make a voodoo doll for me when you were a kid."

Xie Xiyue froze for a moment, poked her finger, and puffed up her lips: "I was just joking with you~"

Xie Cixing: "Yeah, yeah, just kidding."

He asked his mother for his birth date and time, wrote it on a small figurine, stuck needles in its head and buried it in the yard, causing him to have headaches for no reason.

Fortunately, Xie Xiyue was young and impatient at the time, so she only buried it shallowly and was soon discovered by the gardener.

When asked about it afterwards, she actually said that he often bullied her for being stupid, and that putting the knot on her head would make Xie Cixing a little stupider so that he would not laugh at him anymore.

Xie Cixing: “…”

If they didn't look alike, he would really doubt whether they were siblings.

How could the parents give birth to such a thing?
Xie Xiyue felt increasingly guilty and quickly changed the subject: "Where did you go just now?"

She narrowed her eyes and her expression became increasingly vulgar: "Are you going to find a girl?"

This time, Xie Cixing gave her a slap without mercy.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I was at a funeral!"

Xie Xiyue rubbed her head aggrievedly, her big eyes gleaming with curiosity, and she had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Funeral? Whose?"

Xie Cixing could no longer bear it and cursed: "I told you to read more news, but you insisted on reading those stupid novels!"

"That is true love! How can a playboy like you understand it?" Xie Xiyue crossed her arms and turned her head away.

"Giving your lungs and kidneys to a man who doesn't love her is also love?"

"You don't like it, so why did you secretly watch it?"

Xie Cixing gritted his teeth and said, "You keep whispering in my ear every day, how could I not know?"

"Anyway, watch less of those things in the future!"

After saying that, he was about to leave.

Then why haven't you slept yet?
Ran Yunqing pursed his lips and said, "The number of 130,000 is too huge for me."

Traditional Chinese medicine is gradually declining, and even top doctors have few opportunities to see patients.

Ran Yunqing was raised by Qiao Weisong and their financial situation was not good.

Lingxin Hall was invested and established by Luo Zhouheng five years ago.

I heard from my master that this project has been in a loss-making stage, and it has only been able to survive until now thanks to Luo Zhouheng's regular financial replenishment.

The situations of other people were similar to hers. Ran Yunqing had no connections and had no idea where to get so much money.

Ning Ruochu shook her head slightly. "I'll have someone send you back tomorrow. After you get the painting, go directly to the An family to pay off the debt. And by the way, help me pick up the Miss An."

She turned around and said in a tone that would not brook refusal: "I'll go downstairs and get two cans of milk. Drink them and go to bed quickly."

Ran Yunqing stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

She was still standing there when Ning Ruchu brought up the milk.

Ning Ruchu knocked on her head, forcing her to come back to her senses, handed her the milk, and stood quietly at the door.

"I'll see you sleep before I leave."

Ran Yunqing pouted, somewhat unconvinced.

She tasted a small amount of sleeping pills in it, but she drank it all anyway and went back to bed and lay down obediently.

Ning Ruochu helped turn off the lights, gently closed the door, and left.

……

The next day.

When it was time for the daily acupuncture, Ran Yunqing came to Ning Ruchu's bedroom.

Ning Ruochu saw her coming and called Madam An to ask someone to pick up Miss An. The latter readily agreed and said that she could come anytime. She conveyed this to Ran Yunqing and said, "It's just a painting. I have plenty. I'll give you another one later. You don't have to do this."

Having said that, Ran Yunqing was still a little hesitant.

Ning Ruochu could only say: "The An family's situation is not as good as you think. The economic crisis is gradually approaching. Just protecting the old capital cannot support the entire family. They must let go of those precious items, but they can't help but gain some benefits."

The implication is that the An family will not be so understanding as to relax the deadline.

Ran Yunqing lowered his eyes and thought, but couldn't think of any other solution, so he had to give in.

"Ok."

Ning Ruochu nodded with satisfaction, "I'll go tell Butler Chen to get the helicopter ready."

……

Ran Yunqing landed directly at Lingxin Hall. Qiao Weisong, who rushed over after hearing the news, was very surprised.

"Why are you back? Xiao..." Qiao Weisong almost let the cat out of the bag and coughed lightly, "Doesn't Madam Luo need a long-term private physician?"

"I came back to get something." Ran Yunqing was in a low mood and not in good shape.

She walked lightly past Qiao Weisong, and the lonely atmosphere was also transmitted to her.

Qiao Weisong turned around, very confused.

He knew Ran Yunqing and had never seen her so dejected.

He looked listless and lifeless. Regular tests and devilish training wouldn't have caused him to be like this. And yet he still argued with me.

Qiao Weisong followed her silently, and when he saw her enter her room, he stopped at the door with great discretion and turned away.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, he turned around and found Ran Yunqing holding a painting in his hand.

Qiao Weisong pointed at the painting and asked, "Do you want to take the painting your apprentice gave you?"

It's really strange. Ran Yunqing has always cherished the painting and kept it carefully in a box. He would not take it out easily for fear that it would be bumped. Why would he suddenly take it away?
Ran Yunqing paused and raised his head slightly. His pair of crystal clear eyes were already filled with mist.

"Master, I have no choice..."

Qiao Weisong immediately stepped forward with concern, "What happened?"

Ran Yunqing recounted the whole story in a tearful voice, and Qiao Weisong frowned as he listened.

130,000 yuan, it is impossible for the master and disciple to collect the total amount within a month.

Qiao Weisong didn't want to make Ran Yunqing sad, but Ning Ruchu always helped whenever he was needed, so this time it was a bit unusual.

"Did your disciple really ask you to do this?" he asked again and again.

Ran Yunqing nodded, his fingers subconsciously approached the scroll in his hand, but he quickly let go for fear of damaging it, deliberately controlling the strength.

Qiao Weisong didn't understand, so he patted Ran Yunqing's shoulder gently.

"I know you and my little apprentice have a deep relationship, but she is right. It's just a painting. It won't affect your relationship."

He sighed, "Yun Qing, being sentimental is your strength, but also your biggest weakness. You need to learn to balance feelings and reality."

It was also her fault. She had let Ran Yunqing study Chinese medicine and forget about interacting with the outside world, which made her so dependent on the junior sister of the same age who suddenly showed up.

Ran Yunqing's voice was soft and gentle: "I understand."

But she just couldn't learn it.

Having said this, Qiao Weisong didn't know what to say and could only urge her to go over quickly.

……

Ran Yunqing took a car to the An family's home. Behind the mahogany door was an old-style courtyard house.

Even in ancient times, it was definitely a wealthy family.

The housekeeper had already been waiting at the door to greet the visitor. When he saw the visitor, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, are you sent by Mrs. Luo to pick up the third young lady?"

Ran Yunqing nodded.

The housekeeper immediately moved aside to welcome her in.

"I broke some plates in the gallery yesterday. Here are the compensation regulations. I wonder if I can use paintings to pay off my debts." Ran Yunqing said embarrassedly, took out the detailed regulations from his pocket and handed them over.

The housekeeper took a quick look and said with a smile, "Our young master and young lady love precious calligraphy and paintings. If the painting you have is valuable, it's fine."

He suggested: "Miss San hasn't packed up yet, why don't I take you to see the appraiser first to see if this painting can pay off your debt."

Ran Yunqing nodded slightly stiffly, "Okay."

They sighed in their hearts that this was indeed a wealthy family that had been passed down for hundreds of years. Even the temperament and words of the servants were beyond their reach.

After walking two steps, he realized it belatedly and added, "Thank you for your help."

The butler turned his head and bowed slightly, "You are polite."

Ran Yunqing was flattered.

Going along the main road, we turned at a fork in the road and came to a smaller hall.

The housekeeper led Ran Yunqing in and said, "I'll go and ask the appraiser to come over. Miss, please sit down and have some refreshments first."

Ran Yunqing lowered his head, imitated the words and expressions of the ancients in the TV series, and said, "Thank you."

I sat down carefully, but didn't dare touch anything else, for fear of repeating yesterday's tragedy.

My butt only filled one-third of the chair, making me feel very uncomfortable.

The short three minutes seemed very long to Ran Yunqing, as he finally saw the housekeeper coming back.

She stood up and looked at the old man with white hair and beard behind her.

"This is the appraiser, Mr. Zhang," the butler introduced.

All the customers around looked over and saw the foreigner shouting out the words that everyone was familiar with.

"Oh my god!"

"Are you really O?" Payne Rogers' voice gradually rose.

His voice echoed throughout the dessert shop.

Ning Ruchu covered her face, feeling a little embarrassed when being stared at.

If I had known he was such a conspicuous person, I wouldn't have met him in public.

"I'm Payne Rogers. I had a friendly match with you a few years ago. I wonder if you still remember." Payne Rogers introduced himself incoherently.

"I remember you." Ning Ruochu waved her hand, "Can you sit down and talk?"

Payne Rogers looked around and realized that he was attracting too much attention.

Sit down and apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited, I just can't believe O is right in front of me!"

What I didn't expect was that O would actually show his true face.

In all the racing videos of her, she is wearing a tight helmet, and her true face cannot be seen at all.

Even in the friendly match at that time, O wore a helmet.

Payne Rogers became even more excited when he realized that he was the first person to have the honor of seeing O's true face.

"Can I take a picture with you?" He took out a marker from his pocket with difficulty, his eyes full of hope, "Can you sign my racing suit?"

Ning Ruochu chuckled: "It seems that someone has completely forgotten what he just said."

Payne Rogers was a little embarrassed, but in front of his idol, face is not important!

"Is it okay?" he asked again.

This was the first time a fan asked for an autograph. Ning Ruochu said, "Signatures are fine, but taking photos is not."

Payne Rogers understood that she must have her reasons for not showing her true face. He felt honored to be able to see her face and did not dare to ask for anything more.

Ning Ruochu took the marker and glanced at him briefly.

"Racing suit?" she wondered.

"Oh yeah." Payne Rogers stood up and quickly took off his coat, revealing his black and white racing suit.

Ning Ruochu was slightly stunned. The other party had already come to his side and pointed at his chest.

"Please sign here."

(End of this chapter)