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

Chapter 92

Ning Ruochu was secretly dissatisfied.

The butler's face turned cold, and the little bit of goodwill that had finally arisen disappeared in an instant.

"I have recovered a little, all thanks to Mrs. Luo."

There was a bone-chilling coldness in his voice, and he emphasized the second half of the sentence, with the anger and dissatisfaction in his tone not concealed at all.

Ning Ruochu blinked and turned her head. Her eyes were misty and her lips were parted, as if she wanted to say something.

"I……"

The housekeeper ignored her and opened the door of the villa.

What she was about to say was blown away by the lively atmosphere inside, and Ning Ruchu heard the sound of piano.

She walked in and found that the huge living room had been divided into a separate room with a glass window, where a piano was placed, and it was turned into Ning Tinglian's piano room.

I still remember when I first came here, there was nothing here.

There is a dedicated piano room upstairs, which is warmly decorated.

Ning Ruochu took a look from afar. The main color was light pink, and elegant and bright lotus flowers decorated it.

The elements that would look old-fashioned and cheap if not handled with care are integrated very well, exuding a sense of luxury, which perfectly suits the image of a pampered young lady.

Not long after she came back, Ning Tinglian installed a new piano near the glass door leading to the backyard in the living room, on the grounds that the space was closed and she would feel depressed when practicing the piano.

There was only a glass door blocking the way to the outside world, and outside there was lush greenery and clusters of flowers, which really helped with her condition.

In order not to disturb her, her parents demolished a wall and installed a back door.

Whenever Ning Ruchu thought of this, he felt it was ironic.

Her parents will unconditionally meet Ning Tinglian's needs, and the longer she stays here, the smaller the space becomes.

First it was the attic, and then he threatened to kick her out of the house.

The conflict had reached a point where it could no longer be reconciled, thanks to the appearance of Luo Zhouheng.

By this calculation, he could be considered her benefactor.

Ning Ruochu's eyes flickered slightly, and the housekeeper next to her was still reminding: "Madam is accompanying Miss to practice the piano, and the chairman has not returned yet. Please go to the restaurant and wait first."

Their own daughter was the first one to return home after getting married, but they ignored her.

No wonder Luo Zhouheng didn't allow her to come back.

She thought the man had a strong possessiveness, but...

A servant came over, looked up and carefully examined Ning Ruchu, then quickly lowered his head and gave her instructions.

"Mrs. Luo, please come here."

Walking inside, Ning Ruchu glanced at the mother and daughter in the glass house.

Mrs. Ning sat next to Ning Tinglian, looking at her daughter with a gentle smile, her face overflowing with pride and honor.

After just one glance, Ning Ruchu quickly looked away.

The soundproofing effect of the glass room is not very good. Ning Tinglian, who suffers from moderate anxiety and must remain quiet when practicing the piano, insists on practicing the piano there.

What you think is revealed without you saying it.

This made the servants who were preparing dinner afraid to speak loudly.

Ning Ruchu sat obediently at the bottom of the restaurant. The servant said "please wait a moment" to her and went back to work.

I heard that Ning Tinglian was alone in the dark living room in the middle of the night and was frightened to the point of insanity.

Ning Ruchu happened to have nothing to do, so he looked through the surveillance footage.

The treatment she is experiencing now seems familiar.

She was bored and looked through her phone, and found a little red dot on WeChat.

Not many people have her contact information.

Ning Ruochu clicked on it and saw a contact addition message with three words "Xie Cixing" written on it.

She raised an eyebrow, agreed to add him as a friend, and ignored him.

Two minutes later, the other party sent a message: [Sister-in-law, why don’t you leave me a contact number? ]

Ning Ruochu replied calmly: [It is not easy for Mr. Xie to find a woman's contact information, right? ]

【I have no interest in widows.】

Xie Cixing emphasized again and again.

[Whether it's a girl in a club or a rich lady, they will take the initiative to give me their contact information. You are the only woman I took the initiative to check. ]

Ning Ruochu added a sneering emoticon.

【It's an honor for me. 】

[It’s not easy to get your WeChat.] Xie Cixing complained, [Yeyue still refuses to give in, but I have a wide network of contacts.]

[Oh~ Mr. Xie is very charming, but it seems his skills are a little lacking. ]

After hearing this, Xie Cixing was stunned for two seconds before he understood what she meant.

Very surprised.

[You act like this in front of Luo Zhouheng as well? ]

Ning Ruochu: [No, he is impotent.]

Xie Cixing: [……]

Ning Ruochu raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a sly smile: [As his good brother, it seems that you know him better than I do. ]

Xie Cixing: [………]

Xie Cixing, who was always frivolous and fond of joking, felt provoked for the first time.

As far as she knew, Ning Ruchu didn't have many friends in the capital, and those self-righteous young men from wealthy families would feel disgusted when they heard her name.

Because she was not a lady from a wealthy family and she married into a good family.

Only Dong Qingran, who had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, would become friends with her.

"Qianwei." Jiang Lingxue stepped forward, her movements somewhat anxious, and frowned at Ning Ruochu, "Why are you with her?"

"I saw Madam Luo was here too, so I came over to say hello to her." Sheng Qianwei smiled softly and looked at Ning Ruchu again, "I'm surprised to meet Madam Luo here."

"Accident?" Jiang Lingxue couldn't help laughing out loud, her expression cold, "He just relied on the Luo family's reputation and reaped the benefits."

Everyone in the wealthy families knows that the Luo family and the An family have a close relationship.

Jiang Lingxue taunted: "Didn't she get everything she has thanks to Luo Zhouheng?"

"Madam Luo is really good at using the dead to gain fame." Her face darkened and her tone became heavier, full of sarcasm.

As a close friend of Sheng Qianwei, Jiang Lingxue naturally knew about the official warning regarding her Weibo post.

At first glance, I knew it was Ning Ruchu who was behind the scenes.

She would always pretend to be pitiful and cry a few times, and then people would come one after another to do things for her.

As a woman, what Jiang Lingxue can't stand the most is those dodders who have no ability at all, depend on men, and rely on deceiving others' feelings to climb up.

Sheng Qianwei held her hand and advised: "Lingxue, please stop talking. Madam Luo is actually having a hard time too."

Jiang Lingxue did not restrain herself, but became even more presumptuous: "No wonder your biological parents are displeased. They must have seen through your hypocritical face a long time ago."

Ning Ruochu lowered his head, a sinister look flashed across his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Ran Yunqing could no longer bear it: "You must be a person of status to be able to come here, but you are poking at someone's sore spot in front of him. It's really a disgrace to a cultured person."

Jiang Lingxue was very unhappy, but she was right about one thing - those who could come here all had status.

She carefully looked at Ran Yunqing, but had no impression of him. She asked, "May I know his name? Is he a member of the Artists Association? What is his representative work?"

The question was sharp, and it stumped Ran Yunqing. She stammered and didn't know what to say, and swallowed all the offensive words in her mind. Seeing that she couldn't answer it for a long time, Jiang Lingxue smiled smugly.

"He appeared here without any identity. I would like to ask how he got in."

"Ms. Jiang, are you questioning our security?" A voice as cold as broken jade sounded behind her calmly.

Jiang Lingxue turned around and felt that the person looked unfamiliar.

It was Sheng Qianwei who recognized her.

"Miss An."

An Ni walked over slowly, her watery eyes covered with a layer of frost, and she looked at them quietly.

Jiang Lingxue was a little surprised.

This was her first time meeting the An family, or at least the first time she knew their identities.

They have always been low-key and never use their status to bully others in public. People who don’t know them can’t recognize them at all.

The An family has a rich collection of famous paintings, and those on display are rare masterpieces.

Jiang Lingxue knew that there must be more precious calligraphy and paintings hidden in the An family treasure house.

Her smile was friendly and somewhat flattering.

"Ms. An, thank you very much for inviting me to this gallery. These calligraphy and paintings are top-notch works even in the Artists Association. I can't believe that I can see these masterpieces."

An Ni's eyes were cold and her tone was very calm: "You won't be able to see it either."

Jiang Lingxue was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"Ms. Jiang, you have been blacklisted for insulting our distinguished guest." An Ni turned her head and called the two security guards behind her, "Kick them out."

She had already seen Ning Ruchu and wanted to come up to say hello, but was beaten to it.

Seeing that it was Sheng Qianwei, he decided to wait and see.

She heard everything Jiang Lingxue said just now.

Jiang Lingxue's pupils widened in disbelief.

Sheng Qianwei was also surprised that An Ni would actually drive someone away just because of one or two excessive words.

She smiled awkwardly: "Miss An, is there any misunderstanding here? Lingxue has always been straightforward, but her intentions are actually good."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with me exposing someone else's scars to laugh at her." An Ni looked at her with a grim expression, "You're also on the blacklist, take you away with me."

Sheng Qianwei was shocked.

She didn't say anything bad about Ning Ruchu, so why was she kicked out?

Because she defended Jiang Lingxue?
I wanted to explain, but the security guard reminded me again and again.

Everyone around them looked over, and Sheng Qianwei and Jiang Lingxue couldn't lose face, so they had to leave.

The annoying person left, and An Ni looked straight at Ning Ruchu, her face as bright as if it had just cleared after a snowfall.

"Mrs. Luo, I'm glad you can come to this gallery."

After being humiliated just now, Ning Ruchu’s power was still there, and her beautiful eyes were a little flustered, like a frightened deer.

"I should thank you for inviting me." Her voice was soft and weak, and her smile was stiff. Madam An did not understand and responded. She held the coral bracelet in her hand and raised her head slowly: "How do you know that Ning Ruchu is not a sacrifice?"

An Junxi suddenly realized: "You mean, Luo Zhouheng's death is just an illusion."

"The news about the plane crash is indeed true, but who can guarantee that Luo Zhouheng was really on that plane?"

The bodies of the crew members were salvaged one after another, but there was no trace of Luo Zhouheng's body and no relics were found.

Madam An stared, "But Ning Ruchu does need more attention. Apart from Luo Zhouheng's secretary, I'm afraid no one in the Luo family supports her. It's surprising that she can still live until now."

"Now that you put it that way, I feel like there's something really wrong with her." Old Madam An realized belatedly.

She straightened her sleeves and stood up: "Use Yun Miao's story to lure her in and make her reveal her true colors. But remember, the An family's secrets must not be known to others and must be kept firmly in the depths of your heart!"

The second half of the sentence is emphasized, which is a warning to An Junxi.

He lowered his head and said with an attitude of admitting his mistake: "I understand. Thank you for reminding me, Grandma."

Madam An snorted coldly and walked away.

On the spot, An Junxi breathed a sigh of relief.

My grandmother said he got too excited when she told others about my aunt.

I almost forgot - that is an unspeakable taboo.

……

After asking the staff, Ning Ruchu finally found the reception room.

On the way, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

Ning Ruchu turned around and saw the "Evan couple" whom he had met before.

Or, should we call them Claude and Vina?

"The smoked salmon tastes too strong. My husband, as a true Afghan Free Federation man, doesn't like it."

Claude nodded at the waiter and glanced at Ning Ruchu behind her.

The waiter apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I'll ask the kitchen to make you another one right away."

……

In the box, Dong Qingran was already waiting.

There were footsteps at the door, and it was the waiter leading Ning Ruchu over.

Dong Qingran immediately stood up, stepped forward and grabbed her hand, and asked worriedly: "Sister Ning, are you okay?"

She didn't watch the news much. It was not until Davis Loffield said in the morning that something seemed to have happened to her new friend that Dong Qingran learned about the dispute between Ning Ruchu and the Ning family.

Ning Ruochu shook her head and said gently, "I'm fine."

This gentle and affectionate voice, like water, made Dong Qingran's heart soften, and she felt even more unwilling.

She was filled with anger, "The Ning family is really too much! They are your biological parents, how could they treat you like that?!"

Ning Ruochu patted her hands and his brows drooped.

"It's all in the past. I don't care anymore. After all, my life is already very good now. I don't dare to ask for anything more."

She gave a bitter smile, humble and helpless.

While feeling sorry for Ning Ruchu, Dong Qingran became even angrier.

She stood up for the injustice: "Those people in the Ning family are not worthy of you at all. You are ten thousand times better than them. They want to curry favor with you, but then drive you away. Who are they? Are they the puppet king who wants to depose the regent?"

"Oh, sorry, I said it wrong. The Ning family is of such high status that even the servants in the palace can order them to be killed!"

Ning Ruochu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ning Ruchu had deliberately gone to Miss Hill to curry her favor because of her identity, but now he found that she was so interesting, which made him glad for his decision.

"Okay, it's all over, let's eat first."

The two of them sat down and Dong Qingran called the waiter to take their order.

While waiting, she scrolled through her phone, glanced at it twice, and then threw it aside in annoyance.

"My fiancé, he asked about my whereabouts again."

Ning Ruchu had heard of such an organization long before returning to the Ning family.

I heard that their leader has been active in both the black and white worlds for decades, and his methods are ruthless.

The outside world does not know his name and calls him the Elder.

Even abroad, the name of Ge Lao makes many underworld bosses shudder.

(End of this chapter)