Chapter 54

Mr. Han, it's not the first time Qiao Luo met, but she just glanced at it from a distance at the banquet that time, and didn't have a conversation.

She shouted neither humble nor overbearing, "Mr. Han."

Mr. Han nodded and looked at her secretly.

Unlike the ladies of those aristocratic families who wear heavy makeup and dress gorgeously, the little girl has an ordinary appearance, but her aloof and cold temperament is outstanding.

Moreover, to be valued so much by Old Su, this little girl should have other advantages.

"Qiao Luo, come, sit down and have a cup of tea." Old Man Su said.

Of the four stone benches, only one was left empty.

Unfortunately, it was beside Long Beijue.

Qiao Luo didn't hesitate, and sat down gracefully.

"Qiao Luo, it's really not easy to find you." Mr. Su handed her a cup of tea and said with a smile.

He didn't expect that she would move to Hwaseong, after all, she had no fixed place before.

Qiao Luo took the teacup, tasted it, and said in a low voice, "I've heard Li Dong mention Mrs. Su's insomnia. Aromatherapy can't be used casually. I'll see Mrs. Su's situation later, so I can prescribe the right medicine."

Hearing this, Mr. Su nodded repeatedly, "Qiao Luo, if you can cure my wife's insomnia, feel free to ask for any conditions."

Qiao Luo said, "There is no need for conditions, this is to fulfill the promise I made to you before."

Long Beijue tilted his head, his gaze swept over Qiao Luo vaguely, and the curve of his lips became intriguing.

She has friendship with Mr. Su, and it is getting more and more difficult for her.

"Are you a doctor?" Mr. Han asked casually.

Qiao Luo said, "No."

Her medical skills are only half-baked, not at the level of a doctor at all, she is only interested in making aromatherapy.

Grandpa Han was surprised, and Grandpa Su explained, "Old Han, Qiao Luo is very good at making aromatherapy. Ameng suffers from insomnia. I wondered if I could use aromatherapy to help her fall asleep and make it easier for her to fall asleep, so I asked Qiao Luo for help. "

That's it, Mr. Han suddenly realized.

"Then is there an aromatherapy that can make people more tempered?"

The magnetic voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of ridicule hidden.

Long Beijue has always cherished words like gold, and it is rare to strike up a conversation. The two old men are not used to it, and they looked at him with surprise in their eyes.

The place was inexplicably cold.

The eerie silence seemed endless.

Mr. Su came back to his senses and smoothed things over, "Qiao Luo, Beijue was just joking."

Qiao Luo didn't speak, and from the corner of his eye, he gave Long Beijue a slap in the face.

However, Long Beijue had no intention of restraining himself.

Even at an angle that the two old men couldn't see, he raised his eyebrows at Qiao Luo.

Extraordinary arrogance.

He paused every word, "That's how it is. This young master knows a person who has a cold and violent temper. I wonder if Ms. Qiao can concoct a fragrance that will make his temper milder?"

There is no need to doubt, she is sure that the person he said is referring to her.

Qiao Luo, "..."

Perhaps, she should have accepted that task.

This fellow of the Five Elements owes a fight and a lesson.

She didn't shy away from the fact that the two old men were here, she turned back in a cold voice, "Young Master Long, are you talking about yourself?"

He started first, but still expect her to hold back?

Long Beijue held back his laughter, "Miss Qiao seems to be very hostile to this young master?"

Qiao Luo met his gaze, "Is there?"

Their eyes met, and an invisible smell of gunpowder spread.

"Isn't there?" he retorted.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Luo didn't follow the routine, and said calmly, "In this case, you can remove the word "like."

(End of this chapter)

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