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

Chapter 103

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.

Yeyue was promoted by him personally and has a strong ability to sense danger.

Ordinary people might say that she is too suspicious, but in Luo Zhouheng's view, she has insight that ordinary people cannot achieve, and an extremely accurate sixth sense.

None of the people she suspected was innocent.

The phone rang, Ning Ruchu took out the phone, it was a call from overseas.

She pondered for a while, then picked up the phone. Suddenly, a wailing sound came from the other end: "Auntie, the studio is going to close down!"

"Really?" Ning Ruchu said indifferently, "I think your sales are pretty good."

"If we don't release new products, our customers will scold us to death!"

Ning Ruochu: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

He even chose to call during China time.

Hearing her teasing tone, the woman on the other side was about to cry, "Auntie, please help me. We are just a studio, and we can't compare with those big-name companies. Please pick up your paintbrush as soon as possible and show us mortals what a true masterpiece is!"

Ning Ruochu still didn't respond, but just asked: "When exactly is Avarosa's Fashion Week?"

The emotional outpouring of collapse that spanned the space disappeared in an instant, and the other party immediately replied: "Next week, do you want to go to observe and collect materials? I will contact someone immediately and reserve a ticket for you."

"Bye."

After saying this, he hung up the phone.

Exotic, blond man staring at his phone, lost in thought.

So, should she start working?
……

Ning Ruochu dialed a private number and it took a long time for the other party to pick up the call.

The first question that came to mind was: "Why not contact a secret intelligence point?"

The powerful voice highlights the unique charm of middle-aged men, magnetic and hoarse, as if he had just woken up.

Ning Ruochu: "Oh, then I'll hang up and call again?"

After half a second of silence, the other party immediately responded: "No need."

Since it is so blatant, it is definitely not a secret.

"I have a favor to ask of you." Ning Ruochu said calmly, "Please postpone Avarosa's Fashion Week for a while."

This time, the man was truly silent.

“That fashion week has been postponed.”

The Fall/Winter Fashion Week, originally scheduled from February to early March, was directly adjusted to late March due to uncontrollable factors.

Ning Ruochu didn't care at all, "Half a month will do, aren't you very capable?"

A light humming sound came from the phone, carrying an electric current, which was very pleasant to hear.

"Are you slacking off again?"

"No." Ning Ruochu fiddled with the cotton doll's clothes, "I didn't plan to participate. After all, I'm the richest man in China now."

"You weren't short of money before." The man snorted, then turned to show concern, "Is half a month enough?"

"I have already designed it. I just need to have it made."

"Yeah." The man responded softly.

After a long silence, he said tentatively, "Hang up."

Ning Ruochu said "hmm", and the call was hung up two seconds later.

She threw her phone aside, took out her iPad from the cabinet, called up the design drawing, and after repeated confirmation, sent it by email.

The days since she married into the Luo family were too comfortable, and she had to maintain her image as a vase, so she used the excuse of researching electronic products to have people provide her with a full set of arrangements, and when she had nothing to do, she would draw pictures and do designs.

It’s just that sometimes our thinking is too divergent and the clothes we design don’t match the season, which leads to a lack of new designs in the studio.

Fortunately, she has saved a lot in the past two years.

……

Dong Group.

Ling Chuan looked at his watch repeatedly, becoming extremely anxious.

I don't know how many times it passed before the door of the reception room was opened again.

"Secretary Ling, President Dong wants to see you."

"Then I'll leave first. Take care, madam." Ling Chuan nodded slightly towards Ning Ruchu.

Ning Ruchu nodded, said goodbye to him as usual, and couldn't wait to return to her room.

The image in the crystal ball had not yet disappeared, and she pointed the cotton doll towards the figure in the ball with a sly look in her eyes.

"Since you're always around, why don't you talk to your wife?"

It can be seen that Luo Zhouheng's pupils were dilated and his expression was very incredible.

But he reacted quickly and half-closed his eyes. "It's you who caused it!"

At the beginning, when Ning Ruchu saw Luo Zhouheng's body, the word "success" he said actually meant to pull his soul over and save his life in a different way.

But at that time, the damage to his body was too great, and Ning Ruchu could not hold on, and his soul was led to an unknown place.

I had just recovered a little a few days ago, but I went to check on the body.

Seeing that he had a normal emotional reaction, Ning Ruchu finally let go of her worries and felt a little excited.

She leaned back and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"I pulled you back from the brink of death, but instead of thanking me, you treated me so harshly?"

Ning Ruochu concealed her expression and said in a very desolate tone: "Two years of husband and wife relationship, turns out to be nothing more than this."

Luo Zhouheng sneered: "Do you think I will still believe your disguise?"

Ning Ruochu gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled triumphantly.

"But you believed it before, didn't you?"

She held up the cotton doll, made it look at her, and said word by word: "I lied to you."

As long as Luo Zhouheng can be deceived, no one else will know.

"I have to admit that you are indeed very secretive and have been lurking by my side for two whole years." A cold and indifferent tone came out of the crystal ball, and it became a little creepy because of its unique texture.

Ning Ruochu rolled his eyes slightly and corrected this more than once.

"It's me you're going to marry."

"I know." In the crystal ball, Luo Zhouheng stared at Ning Ruchu, who was holding him, in front of him without blinking.

“So, I have never regretted this decision.”

He didn't expect to be resurrected one day, but he didn't want to lose his hard work.

He still knew too little about Ning Ruchu.

But compared to the weak and incompetent girl in his previous serious look, the real Ning Ruchu is more capable of inheriting everything from him.

Ning Ruochu was stunned. She didn't expect him to say such a thing.

She couldn't help but confirm with him: "You married me not only because of your grandfather, right?"

"Yes." Luo Zhouheng said frankly, "The decisive factor was the divination by Old Madam Ye. She predicted that we are destined to have a good relationship."

Luo Zhouheng never doubted her divination.

It turned out to be the case.

Ning Ruochu had made up his mind.

I placed my palm over the crystal ball and felt its coolness.

She stood up, put down the cotton doll, and walked towards the bed.

that place……

Luo Zhouheng narrowed his eyes and was thinking about it when he saw Ning Ruchu taking out a box from under the bed.

She rummaged around inside, took out something, held it in her hand, put the box away, and came back to sit down.

"What is that?" Luo Zhouheng asked.

"Spiritual Crystal."

She spread out her palm, and a transparent, crystal clear amethyst with a mysterious and beautiful color lay in her palm.

Her consciousness was still not clear and her body was a little weak.

But this sound, after so many years, is still engraved in Ning Ruchu's mind.

She suddenly woke up, doubting and hesitating. Five seconds later, she tentatively uttered a sound: "Zhao..."

It was so weak that before the last note even finished, it disappeared with the wind.

My lips suddenly felt cool, but there was no weight.

Above my head, a worried voice sounded accusing: "Why are you working so hard?"

The voice became clearer, and tears welled up in the tightly closed eyes.

Her thoughts were taken to a faraway place, a boring and painful place that made her want to commit suicide countless times.

And only he... is her light, her only hope!
This voice is also the swan song of her life!
Waves of warm current flow through the body, bringing vitality to wherever they pass.

"Don't make it hard on yourself in the future."

The sound fell and the touch on the lips disappeared.

Ning Ruchu still had his eyes closed, but he could sense her departure so clearly.

She raised her head with all her strength, trying to hold him back, but she only felt the breeze blowing past and going away into the distance.

"Don't go!"

A loud shout echoed throughout the room.

Ning Ruchu subconsciously jumped up and opened his eyes wide.

Ran Yunqing, who was sleeping on a recliner, was startled and still hadn't recovered yet.

When he tried to stand up, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

The intense pain stimulated her brain nerves. Ran Yunqing let out a breath of cold air, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She hurriedly turned on the night light, and then, using the faint light, she ran and crawled over to check on Ning Ruchu's condition.

"What's wrong? Have a nightmare?"

As she asked, she put her hand on Ning Ruchu's pulse and was rarely stunned.

Ran Yunqing has always been confident in his medical skills.

But this pulse condition really shocked her.

The pulse is strong, steady and powerful.

It's so good in just a few days?

Ran Yunqing didn't believe it.

She frowned slightly, her face became serious, and she looked up and asked, "You... did this on purpose?"

Ning Ruochu looked stunned.

Her hands clutched the quilt, and her pupils returned to their original color, with an unspeakable depth lingering in the rich black.

Ran Yunqing seemed to hear faintly a sob, and leaned back slightly, not daring to make a sound.

In front of her, Ning Ruchu didn't need to pretend to be weak.

In my impression, she has always been a strong and resilient person.

Even if her flesh was cut and her bones were broken, her eyes were as firm as ever. She never showed any incompetence, and she never shed a single tear.

It was unknown how long it took for Ning Ruochu to recover from that familiar yet distant feeling.

She looked up, her pale face had turned rosy, her skin regained its creamy luster, smooth and delicate.

"How long have I slept?" she asked.

The sound was subtle, but in the silence all around, Ran Yunqing could still hear it.

"About three days."

Ning Ruchu turned his head and looked at the sky outside.

early morning.

She had no desire to sleep any longer, so she threw back the quilt and got out of bed.

Ran Yunqing did not stop her, but stood up silently, looked at her back, and said softly: "You before..."

Is it intentional?

Before she finished speaking, Ning Ruchu suddenly turned around, staring at her quietly with a pair of dark eyes, cold and deep, with a hint of cruelty.

This glance was like an invisible aura attacking her, squeezing her heart.

Ran Yunqing remained silent and did not dare to ask any more questions.

After more than ten years of friendship, no one dared to offend Ning Ruchu in this state.

Ning Ruochu picked up the cotton doll that had rolled to the side of the sofa.

The two spiritual crystals also fell to the ground as he fainted from total powerlessness.

She picked it up, wiped the dust off it, and said in a light voice: “Go back to your room and have a good sleep.

Ran Yunqing looked at her, somewhat hesitant.

But Ning Ruchu's pulse was normal, and with her ability, she could indeed create the illusion of death.

Perhaps, she was too worried at the time and didn't distinguish it.

Ran Yunqing pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Then take care of yourself."

When he opened the door, he was frightened out of his wits by Yeyue who had been guarding the door.