Miss Almighty Waste

Chapter 515: Coming Soon (4)

Luo Fan secretly thought it was bad, but the words had already been spoken, why not tell Luo Yi frankly.

"If you promise me not to touch Yan'er, I... I will go find the spirit fish again for my elder brother."

Hearing Luo Fan's words, Luo Yi slowly turned his head, looking at Luo Fan's eyes full of inquiry.

"Oh? Talk about a deal with me, just for an ugly woman, are you really my biological brother?"

"Brother, it's best to ask Mother about this question. We all came out of Mother's belly. Mother knows best if we are right or not."

Luo Fan said lightly.

Roy's smiling eyes flashed coldly, and a murderous look emerged.

Luo Fan was taken aback, but still stood calmly.

"Okay, I agree to the deal."

Roy said lightly.

"I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first, thank you brother for the tea and pastries, they taste very good."

After Luo Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left quickly.

Looking at Luo Fan's distant figure, even a little bit of rolling and crawling, Roy was very interested.

Has the coward actually learned to resist himself? It seems that he has been idle for too long, so that his prestige has weakened a lot.

"Cha ugly woman!"

Roy said indifferently, a figure flashed in the dark, and his breath disappeared.

Walking to the desk, he opened the drawer and took out a portrait, but it was Yun Yan who had changed beyond recognition.

"It's really unfair in this world to be so ugly that someone loves it."

Roy held the scroll in one hand, and gently stroked his cheek with the other, thoughtfully.

"Son..."

Returning to the courtyard, Luo Fan was devastated. When he arrived at the house, the servant girl was worried, but she brought tea for Luo Fan neatly.

Luo Fan didn't want to drink water at first, but remembering what Roy said just now, he quickly picked up the teacup and rinsed his mouth vigorously.

After rinsing his mouth, he walked quickly to the bed, took out a bottle of antidote elixir from the cabinet in the secret compartment, fed a mouthful, and then sat down with peace of mind.

"Is Yan'er asleep?"

Luo Fan said, the servant girl nodded.

"Miss has already fallen asleep, but got up again in the middle, as if she was looking for something to eat. The servant has already ordered someone to bring some pastries and tea to the lady's room."

"Well, tell the guards to protect the young lady and not allow anyone to approach the yard."

"Yes!"

The servant girl took the order, and looked at Luo Fan with distressed eyes. Every time after returning from the eldest son's place, the second son was so restless.

Thinking of the eldest son, the servant girl only felt a shiver all over her body.

The Eldest Young Master is like a Shura in hell in the mansion, and his favorite thing to do is to poison. There are even rumors that the Madam was killed by the Eldest Young Master...

"Not going down yet!"

Seeing that the maid actually deserted, Luo Fan said in a muffled voice with some displeasure.

"Yes, the slaves retire."

After regaining her senses, the maid immediately backed out.

Looking out the window, the night is hazy, but Luo Fan has no mood to sleep.

He is obviously about to marry his favorite woman, but why does he always feel uneasy in his heart.

As the night deepened, Luo Fan's room was brightly lit.

In the study room, Luo Fan was concentrating on painting, and the person in the painting was exactly the scene when he met Yun Yan for the first time in the wild sand sea.

I am obviously such a cautious and introverted person, but in the wild sand sea... Maybe it is to imitate the cynicism of my elder brother, maybe that is the real self deep in my heart.

Thinking of the scene of meeting Yun Yan for the first time, the corner of Luo Fan's mouth unconsciously raised a smile, unaware of the black shadow suddenly appearing in the dark.

After finishing painting, Luo Fan felt calm and tired, so he went to the next room to rest.

The black shadow stayed in front of Luo Fan's painting for a long time, and when the shadow disappeared, the painting also disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)