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

Chapter 86

"Mrs. Luo!" A familiar voice, very soft, with a hint of anxiety.

Ning Ruchu rolled her eyes imperceptibly, controlled her expression and turned away.

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 covered her mouth in disbelief, her slightly dilated pupils drooping dejectedly, and 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.

Due to the gap in status, even if only 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 put on her usual gentle smile, and said with ease: "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, which would also affect the business of both families..."

After saying that, she tilted her eyes slightly and glanced at Zhou Yun tentatively.

Zhou Yun sneered in her heart.

Although Sheng Qianwei has been abroad for two years, she is clear about the situation in China.

The Luo and Jiang families are in a long-term partnership.

Although the Luo family is the head of the Chinese business community, the Jiang family, one of the top wealthy families in Beijing, should not be underestimated.

The helmsman passed away and the managers were replaced. The Luo family has endured too many changes in recent times. If the cooperation between Ning Ruchu and Jiang family is affected, the board of directors will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble.

At that time, it would only make Ning Ruchu's difficult situation even more dangerous.

Zhou Yun sneered: "I didn't expect Miss Sheng to care so much about our Luo's situation."

Sheng Qianwei's lips curved even more sharply, "After all, this is Zhou Heng's hard work. I have been friends with him for so many years, so I should take care of him."

She shook her head, lowered her eyes, and said shyly: "You're welcome."

There was a very light snort of laughter from above his head, and An Junxi said in a gentle voice: "You still have to go pick up A Ling, I'll let the housekeeper take you there."

The butler gestured and stepped forward: "Miss, please follow me."

They were just polite to her before, but when Ran Yunqing took out the painting, their attitude changed to admiration and they started to address her with honorifics.

……

Walking past the pavilions and towers one by one, we found a large artificial lake in the center of the garden, with a trestle bridge in the narrower part.

The butler took Ran Yunqing across the pier, came to the West Wing Villa, and stopped in front of a building.

When you go in, you will see the ancient architecture blended with modern technology without any sense of incongruity.

The butler stood just by the door, keeping a distance.

Ran Yunqing, who had already walked into the hall, was startled and quickly stepped back to stand with him.

Servants were constantly coming in and out of the room, and gifts of all sizes were piled up in the main hall.

Ran Yunqing stood there at a loss, holding the bag containing the check tightly in his hand.

The housekeeper called a servant and asked, "Is the Third Miss ready?"

The servant shook his head and said, "The young lady is still in the backyard. She told us to notify her when the person who came to pick her up has arrived."

The housekeeper frowned and said, "Go and inform the young lady that the people from the Luo family are here."

He turned around and explained, "My third daughter is obsessed with martial arts and has an impatient and reckless temper. When she arrives at the Luo family, please ask Madam to discipline her and don't show any mercy."

Ran Yunqing was startled: "Wu?"

She thought it was a dance, but when she heard the word "impatient and reckless", she realized it was different from what she had imagined.

The housekeeper was sweating coldly: "The third young lady... loves to design weapons."

He pointed to a large iron box and said, "What's in here are all the weapons designed by the Third Miss and made by someone else."

Ran Yunqing swallowed.

In just two days, she endured too much stimulation.

His feet staggered and he had to hold on to the door frame to keep his balance.

The housekeeper's voice continued: "And Miss Third must practice martial arts for at least three hours every day, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable all over. During the period when she is not in school, she must practice martial arts for at least ten hours."

Ran Qingyue:! !
Her eyes widened and her calves trembled with nervousness. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be shocked that her new roommate was a martial arts genius, or be afraid that she would accidentally hurt herself.

"You mean, she is still in school?" Ran Yunqing asked tentatively.

The housekeeper nodded: "Yes, the third young lady is a sophomore in the Beijing Royal Academy."

"That's good." Ran Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She had never been so happy that someone was still in school.

Then he felt something was wrong, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"You mean the No. 1 college in China whose graduates all entered the top 50 schools in the world?!"

The butler smiled: "That's right."

Ran Yunqing took a deep breath, his heart was shocked beyond words.

I heard that it is a real aristocratic school, the campus is converted from ancient buildings, and the tuition fee is hundreds of thousands per year!

Things that seemed out of reach to her were commonplace to them.

Ran Yunqing once again intuitively felt the gap between himself and the rich.

At the same time, she hated that there were so many rich people in the world, why couldn't there be one more of her? !

There was a tinkling sound coming from the inner room, and a girl in martial arts uniform walked in. The servant just lowered his head and followed her carefully.

An Ling played with the two swords in his hands, made a beautiful sword flower, and fell into the iron box containing the weapons.

He looked over, raised his chin, and asked, "Is she the one sent by the Luo family?"

Different from the gentle and polite An family members that I met before, the tone and gesture of this third young lady were extremely casual.

She brushed the dust off her body, turned up her collar, and walked over in a free and easy manner.

"Let's go." An Ling glanced sideways and directed the servants, "Be careful when carrying my luggage. If you damage it, you won't be able to afford the compensation for your entire working life here!"

After saying that, he raised his head and walked forward, not taking Ran Yunqing seriously at all. The housekeeper faced her and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the third young lady has been spoiled since she was a child, so she was a little rude. I'm bringing her to apologize to you, and I also hope that the Luo family can tolerate her more."

Ran Yunqing twitched the corner of his mouth.

She couldn't guarantee that.

If Ning Ruochu knew that the third young lady of the An family was like this, she probably would not agree.

Although it was impossible for her to refuse given her personality, she was also reluctant.

The luggage was checked into the car.

An Ling didn't have many clothes, but he had a lot of weapons, and they couldn't fit in all of them.

The housekeeper had already made the arrangements. "Miss Third, the Luo family will send a special helicopter to transport these things later. You should go there with this young lady and your personal belongings."

"Miss?" An Ling looked at Ran Yunqing for several seconds.

Today she didn’t wear the brand-name clothes Ning Ruchu gave her. The materials were ordinary and the workmanship was not exquisite.

She looked at the housekeeper with contempt and said, "Why do you call everyone Miss?"

The housekeeper blushed and whispered, "Miss San, watch your words!"

An Ling turned his head away with disdain.

People are difficult to deal with, and their personalities are difficult to deal with.

Ran Yunqing didn't know how she would live the rest of her life.

……

They drove to a private helipad, transferred to a helicopter, and finally landed on Pearl Island.

An Ling got off the plane and looked around: "The Luo family is really rich. The whole island is their villa territory."

While she was curious and watching, Ran Yunqing immediately went in and found Ning Ruchu.

When she heard the news and was about to go out to greet him, she looked up and ran into Ran Yunqing who came in hurriedly.

He forcibly dragged her into the room as she was about to go down the stairs.

She looked flustered and was about to speak, but Ning Ruchu spoke first: "How about the painting I gave you?"

Ran Yunqing was stunned for five seconds and exclaimed: "Why didn't you tell me that it was a painting by a Chinese painting master?!"

Ning Ruochu only answered by asking, "Did the An family pay you?"

The implication is that she already knew the specialness of this painting.

"They gave me a full million!" Ran Yunqing's eyes sparkled with surprise.

Ning Ruochu nodded silently, "I can cheat someone like you who doesn't know the value of things with such a high price, it seems that the value of my paintings is quite high."

Ran Yunqing's eyes froze for a moment, and he couldn't believe it: "That painting, was it you who drew it?!"

He couldn't dress casually to meet his idol.

After fiddling around for a while, Payne Rogers suddenly realized that ten minutes had passed, and was so shocked that he went downstairs immediately.

After turning on the navigation on my phone, I realized that the meeting place O had scheduled was not far from his hotel. It was an exquisitely decorated dessert shop.

Payne Rogers found a conspicuous spot, making sure the other party could see him at a glance, and sat down nervously.

After checking the time for who knows how many times, Ning Ruchu's car slowly stopped at the door.

When she walked in, she immediately caught sight of a foreign face by the window.

I didn't go over immediately, but bought a matcha mille-feuille at the checkout counter and took it away.

Payne Rogers was waiting anxiously when someone suddenly sat down in front of him.

He raised his eyes and looked at the other person's soft and lovely face with a bit of disgust.

"Go away, kid!"

Afraid that people might not understand, he even thoughtfully took out translation software.

But he didn't expect the other party to call out his name directly: "Payne Rogers."

Ning Ruochu spoke each word clearly, fearing that he might not hear clearly.

Payne Rogers was surprised, "How do you know my name?"

Yes, he is a legendary F1 racing driver, it is normal for him to have some fans outside.

However, Payne Rogers did not expect that the girl in front of him, who looked so weak and fragile, was actually a racing fan?

He has always been tolerant of fans, and his voice was much more tolerant than before: "Listen, kid, I know you adore me, but I'm waiting for someone very important right now, so I don't have time to sign autographs or take photos with you. If you really like me, just move aside."

Ning Ruochu sneered, "You are quite shameless. The longest relationship you have ever had in your life was probably with yourself."

In other words, he is narcissistic.

Payne Rogers' face darkened instantly, "Where did this little kid come from? Where is your mother?"

Ning Ruochu raised her eyebrows and gently stroked her face with her slender fingers.

This face was more deceptive than she had expected.

Seeing Payne Rogers looking around as if he was really going to find her mother, Ning Ruchu had no intention of saying more to him.

I took out my cell phone, typed a few words, and sent it.

The cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated, followed by a distinct ringtone.

Payne Rogers, who was annoyed, heard the noise and hurriedly picked up the phone to read. After discovering that it was a message from O, all his annoyance was thrown behind him, and only the emotion called excitement continued to grow in his heart.

He immediately clicked it, and there was a short sentence inside - [I am right in front of you. ]

Payne Rogers was stunned.

He raised his head slowly in disbelief, looking at Ning Ruochu who had the face of an elementary school student, and uttered a word with difficulty: [O? ]

Ning Ruochu nodded.

At the moment of confirmation, Payne Rogers stood up in surprise.

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!

(End of this chapter)