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

Chapter 108

"While the Luo family seems prosperous on the surface, internal conflicts have gradually intensified with the death of Mr. Luo. As the legal heir, Mrs. Luo is in a weak position."

Evan paused, took two steps forward, tilted his head and whispered in Lingchuan's ear: "You need us."

It sounds like a provocation, but it is the truth.

"What help can you provide us?" Ling Chuan asked back.

Luo’s problems arise at the leadership level, not at the grassroots level.

Even if talented people come in and take control, it won’t be of any help.

The corners of Evan's lips curled up slightly, as if everything was under his control.

He said slowly, "But you're already moved, aren't you?"

Ling Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He called his assistant and said to Ning Ruochu: "Madam, Mr. Evan and I have something to discuss. Let my assistant take you downstairs to rest first."

After introducing the members, Ling Chuan did not translate any more.

Ning Ruochu understood and had already made up his mind.

According to the standards of the Security Bureau's special operations team, three major groups are required: leaders, operatives, and technicians.

Morrison Ward's identity is obvious. The configuration of the two scientific researchers indicates that they specialize in different areas. There is also a hacker behind him who provides information. He should be the servant who accidentally bumped into Ning Ruchu just now, and this Mr. "Evan" is naturally the leader.

The proportion of operatives is slightly smaller, and Mrs. Evan's identity also surfaced.

Ning Ruochu raised his eyebrows.

It's quite interesting.

Ling Chuan had already instructed his assistant. Ning Ruochu nodded slightly: "Then I won't bother Secretary Ling anymore."

……

In the guest room, Dong Qingran touched her swollen ankle.

"Young lady, you'd better not move until the doctor comes. I've asked someone to get you an ice pack."

The one who spoke was the Dong family's housekeeper.

Dong Qingran sighed in annoyance and asked him, "Where's my mother?"

The housekeeper replied: "Miss, she is still talking to Master Luo."

The Dong family was invited to the funeral this time, and although their names were not explicitly signed, we knew who was invited.

Mr. Dong has a son and a daughter. His son manages the company's affairs and often travels abroad on business trips.

The daughter is Dong Qingran’s mother. She married into the Hill family of the Oliveland Group more than 20 years ago. She returned to China with her daughter a few days ago. I heard that she would stay here for a while.

Dong Qingran felt even more upset, and her restless mood made her unable to bear to stay here.

I tried to stand up, but the pain in my ankle became more severe and I fell back down on the sofa.

"If you sprain your ankle, you must rest well and not walk on the ground."

A soft voice sounded outside the door. Dong Qingran looked up in confusion and met Ning Ruchu's clear and innocent gaze.

She walked in, squatted in front of Dong Qingran, and calmly lifted up the latter's foot, looking at the swelling on her ankle.

Butler Dong originally thought that it was a young lady from some family who came to show her affection to Dong Qingran.

Now seeing her somewhat presumptuous behavior, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward to stop her, and shouted: "Miss, please be careful!"

Zhou Yun strode forward and said, "This is the current head of the Luo family, Madam Luo. Please show the most basic respect."

She was only in her early thirties, had been working in the workplace for many years, and was Ling Chuan's secretary. She had long since developed an inhuman aura and innate prestige.

Butler Dong opened his eyes slightly, a little surprised.

A seemingly rude and impolite little girl turned out to be Mrs. Luo!

The main reason is that Ning Ruchu's face is too confusing. At the age of 23, he gives people the feeling of a junior high school student.

"I was rude, please forgive me, madam." Butler Dong apologized in a low voice.

Ning Ruochu shook her head and said sympathetically: "It's okay, you are also worried about your young lady."

She gently moved Dong Qingran's feet and changed the angle.

"It's really serious."

Butler Dong frowned, "The young lady just sprained her ankle accidentally. I asked the Luo family's servant to get an ice pack, but he hasn't come back yet."

"Today is a big event for the Luo family, so it's normal that you're too busy." Ning Ruochu stood up and stared at Dong Qingran, "I know a folk remedy that can quickly heal sprains. Miss Dong, do you want to try it?"

Dong Qingran raised her eyebrows.

She had not been in China for long and did not know some of the rumors here.

I know something about Luo Zhouheng because his influence is so great that even his father was shocked.

Such a powerful person, his wife must be an extraordinary person as well.

Dong Qingran nodded, "Thank you, Mrs. Luo."

She really couldn't stand the pain.

Ning Ruochu turned around and told Zhou Yun, "Bring me a porcelain plate, a bottle of strong liquor, and a candle."

The three things that seemed to have nothing to do with each other confused everyone present.

Zhou Yun did as she was told.

Not long after, the things were brought over.

Butler Dong was very dissatisfied because he had not seen the servant bring the ice pack yet.

But with Mrs. Luo in front of him, he couldn't get angry. The young lady's injury was the most important.

He watched Ning Ruchu pour the wine into the plate and light it with the help of a candle.

"Sister is your sister-in-law after all. Even if you are dissatisfied with her, you should still show her due respect. How can you call her by her name?"

Luo Leyao did not give in, but became even more arrogant: "Did I say something wrong?"

Ning Tinglian frowned slightly.

I had heard that the ninth daughter of the Luo family was unruly, but today I realized how unreasonable she was.

This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.

Just like Miss Dong just now...

Sheng Qianwei also came over and advised her in a gentle voice: "Le Yao, don't say that about Madam Luo. She is not in good health..."

He looks sick all day long, which makes Luo Leyao hate him.

"What does it have to do with me? Did our Luo family mistreat her?"

Indeed, after Ning Ruochu got married, most of the supplements were moved to Mingzhu Villa.

Luo Leyao, as the youngest child of this generation and a daughter, has been spoiled since childhood, but she has never received such treatment.

Ning Tinglian's face looked a little embarrassed.

These words were clearly accusing the Ning family of being bad to Ning Ruchu.

If they can gain a foothold, how can they still make profits from Ning Ruchu?

She tried her best to suppress her agitated emotions and said softly, "Miss Luo Jiu, today is Mr. Luo's funeral. This is Mr. Luo's mourning hall. Please don't make loud noises."

Sheng Qianwei also suggested: "Le Yao, if there is anything, let's talk about it in private. It's not good to make a scene in front of others."

But to Luo Leyao's ears, it sounded like everyone was speaking for Ning Ruchu.

The suppressed anger flared up and he could no longer hold it in.

"Her reputation is so bad, what do you care about? Why are you so protective of her?"

Luo Leyao just couldn't understand. How could a useless vase be so favored by so many people?

The third brother is, Sheng Qianwei is, and even Ning Tinglian whose position she took away.

Sheng Qianwei looked surprised.

She gave a kind reminder, but was questioned by the other party instead, which would have been unpleasant for anyone.

Because she often came to the Luo family's old house, she was somewhat familiar with Luo Leyao.

Because she is the youngest child in the family, she is spoiled and rude, and even Mr. Luo may not be able to control her.

I thought she would be more sensible as she grew up, but she is even more domineering than before. Ning Tinglian had little contact with this Ninth Miss, and she didn't expect her to have such a bad temper.

Everyone else was just there to watch the fun and didn't care about their confrontation at all.

"Le Yao, no matter what, your tone is too harsh." Sheng Qianwei's voice became noticeably weaker, and she didn't dare to speak.

Ning Tinglian turned around and held Ning Ruchu's hand.

"Sister, let me take you away from here first." Her voice was soft and slow, as if she was comforting a frightened deer, very gentle.

Luo Leyao was unwilling to give in. "Ning Ruochu, the funeral isn't over yet, you still dare to leave?"

"It turns out that this lady also knows that the funeral is not over yet." A very majestic voice sounded, pausing the farce.

Xie Cixing was somewhat dissatisfied: "Am I a traitor?"

Yeyue didn't say anything, but just looked at her with bright eyes, as if saying - isn't it?

Xie Cixing didn't want to argue with her, so he took out a key from his pocket and threw it to her.

"D3, go find it yourself."

Yeyue caught it steadily, "Thank you, Second Master."

She gave Ning Ruchu a wink, and the latter stood up.

"Thank you, Master. We are leaving now. I wish you a good mood."

Xie Cixing did not answer, but just asked: "Your doll is very beautiful, where was it made?"

He glanced meaningfully at the cotton doll in Ning Ruchu's hand.

Ning Ruochu paused, turned around and replied: "I did it myself."

"You can do it?" Xie Cixing was a little surprised.

Ning Ruochu nodded, "When I was a child, I learned some needlework."

When she said this, a hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Xie Cixing then remembered that Ning Ruchu grew up in the countryside, and his clothes were torn and had many holes when he was found, so it was normal for him to mend them.

But the production and craftsmanship of the doll are a bit too exquisite.

He glanced at it calmly and looked away.

Ning Ruchu continued to walk outside.

Just as he was about to leave, Xie Cixing's frivolous voice suddenly came from inside.

"Sister-in-law, let's get together again some other day."

Ning Ruochu staggered and was quickly supported by Yeyue.

After going downstairs and out of Xie Cixing's control area, she spoke: "Second Master Xie is used to being unbridled. Even when he meets a few respected elders in the capital, he will make a few jokes."

Ning Ruochu asked: "Does he have a good relationship with Ah Heng?"

Ye Yue said "hmm", "Sir, you and he are close friends. According to Mr. Xie's personality, you will have a lot of interactions with him in the future."

Xie Cixing had long wanted to meet Mrs. Luo, who was said to be as beautiful as a fairy, but Luo Zhouheng's protection was too thorough, so he had no chance at all.

Ning Ruochu curled the corner of her mouth: "I'll get used to it."

……

When we arrived at the third underground floor, there was no light around.

Yeyue lifted up her sleeves, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out.

Ning Ruochu's eyes were stung. After two seconds of adjustment, she carefully opened her eyes and glanced at the bracelet on her wrist.

The light outlet is very small, but it illuminates half of the world.

Ning Ruochu raised an eyebrow.

The gadgets in the Shadow Pavilion are quite interesting.

After successfully finding Room D3, Yeyue opened the door.

Inside, a man was lying on the ground, without any restraints.

Yeyue stepped forward, felt his pulse, and frowned without warning.

She quickly checked his body and found no obvious injuries.

Looking at her movements, Ning Ruochu asked, "What's wrong?"

Yeyue was full of doubts.

The man looked fine, but his pulse was extremely weak.

She suppressed her thoughts and shook her head: "Nothing, probably just fainted."

"Then let's find someone to carry him..."

Before he finished speaking, Yeyue's men exerted force, lifted the man up and held him on his body.

The slightly thin shoulders supported a man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall.

The fear inside him kept growing and drowning his heart.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he hurriedly defended himself: "Commander Ye, how dare I provoke him!"

The second young master of a warlord family and a bully in the capital, how could he not recognize him?

But the underground martial arts training grounds are crowded with people, and you may meet an unexpected big shot at the next corner.

Ye Yue narrowed her eyes and stared at him, as if she wanted to tear his body apart to see what was hidden deep in his heart.

The conclusion is that there was only fear and panic in the man's eyes.

She untied his shackles and took two steps back.

His tone was slightly restrained, but the words he said were still cold to the bone.

"what happened?"

The force acting on his body disappeared, the man was in a trance, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

It’s like being drowning before and suddenly emerging from the water, finally being able to breathe a breath of fresh air.

My nerves are so tense that I dare not relax at all.

He glanced at Yeyue carefully, took a few deep breaths, and explained the situation to her.

Shadow Pavilion is a secret guard organization and also an assassination organization.

Everyone in the cabinet will take on assassination missions to solve the organization's funding and ensure its survival.

The man went to the underground martial arts training ground today because he received an assassination mission - to eliminate the best of the younger generation of the Loffield family.

When he met Xie Cixing on the way, he wanted to avoid him, but in his panic he accidentally bumped into a woman.

There are many people in the underground fighting arena, and physical collisions are inevitable.

The woman yelled at him, pointed at the snacks that fell on the ground, and asked him to pay for it.

Anyone who can enter that place has a bad temper.

The woman must have felt that she was provoked and was so angry that she wanted to have a fight.

He originally wanted to resolve the situation as soon as possible and leave, but the opponent's moves were so smooth that he had no time to respond.

In desperation, he had to draw the dagger from his waist, but it only wounded her half an inch, and instead made her angry.

The man didn't know how to describe the situation at that time. Thinking about the scene carefully, shock and fear flowed from the bottom of his heart, gradually engulfing his consciousness, and he was completely controlled by emotions.

"At that moment, everything around me stopped, as if time had stood still. I only felt a stream of air hitting me, and my whole body was in great pain. Then, I lost consciousness..."

His eyes were panicked and empty, and he had no idea what he was saying.

Ye Yue thought that he was just talking nonsense because he was so scared and couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated so quickly due to the huge difference in strength between them. She didn't take it seriously and just asked, "What does that woman look like?"

The man took several deep breaths before he finally calmed himself down and tried to restrain himself from recalling more details.

"About 1.65 meters tall, thin, round face, cute appearance..."

Yeyue lowered her eyes and a faint light passed by.

When she heard that the other person was a woman, she was sure of her identity.

None of the people around Xie Cixing are simple.