Luo Luo summoned up great courage to ask this sentence, and she looked at Ning Shi with sparkling eyes, hoping to see a hint on his always silent and cold face.

"Is that okay?" she couldn't help but ask again.

The room was quiet, and even the finely carved ornaments seemed unusually lifeless at this time.

Ning Shi squinted at her slightly, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

He could see the urgency in her face, but he didn't know what it was.

However, he seemed to smell the smell of conspiracy.

Luo Luo's bright eyes darkened as time passed, and after a long time, she nestled back into the sofa and muttered, "Don't agree." ”

Originally, she didn't have much hope.

"Yes. ”

The man's cold voice suddenly came, and Luo Luo almost thought that he had heard it wrong.

"What did you say?" she said, incredulously, "you agreed?"

The man didn't look at her, just stared intently at the computer screen in his hand, but the mouse was wandering around the screen randomly.

"Hmm. He replied lightly.

"Sir, you're wonderful!" Luo Luo couldn't stop complimenting.

The mouse roaming around suddenly stopped, Ning Shi couldn't believe it, just because of a compliment, he actually felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat.

A great satisfaction and pleasure rushed through his chest.

His face was still calm, and he was willing to show half a clue.

That night, Ning Shi issued an unprecedented amnesty decree and allowed Luo Luo to go back to his room to rest.

Luo Luo slipped away very happily and quickly, Ning Shi looked at her back, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Do something for me. ”

As soon as he went out, Luo Luo ran into Ji Daoyun, who came to visit Ning Shi, who was still dignified and majestic, with the style of a housewife.

"Hello Mrs. Tai. Luo Luo stopped to greet her.

Ji Daoyun smiled, "Good boy, why are you going?"

"Mr. said let me go back to sleep tonight, and I don't want to accompany me. ”

Ji Daoyun touched Luo Luo's cheek, looking quite pitying, "Look, this little face is a little haggard." It's been hard for you to take care of the hours these days. ”

Luo Luo was a little embarrassed, "What did you say, it's not hard." In fact, she didn't do any physical work except to sit with her.

"Okay, okay, by the way, I asked an expert to prescribe medicine for you to remove scars, and it has been delivered, and I will send it to you later." ”

Luo Luo was a little flattered, and he didn't know what to say for a while, except for thanks, it seemed that it was futile to say anything at this time.

Back in her room, someone soon brought her ointment. Presented in a white bottle without any logo, it looks like pirated goods sold at a night market.

When he opened the lid, he immediately felt a pungent medicinal fragrance, and Luo Luo wiped a little on the previous wound, feeling a bit of a hot stinging pain.

She looked again at the small ointment that had been brought, such a small box. In his heart, he silently weighed the possibility that Mrs. Tai had sent the wrong medicine.

The next morning, she washed her face again, thought about it, and applied the ointment anyway.

After all, it is Mrs. Tai's heart.

In fact, her wound had healed, the scab had fallen off, and the wound showed a pink and tender flesh color that was different from other places, but it was impossible to see it if you didn't look closely.

She cleaned up briefly, and then informed the servant to prepare the car and prepare to visit Ning Fan in the hospital.

"Maybe you should tell your husband. Wang Ke reminded her in a timely manner.

"Tell what?" Luo Luo didn't think it was a good idea, "Yesterday, it was obviously Mr. himself who said that I can enter and leave the Huantan Palace freely, and I have to ask for instructions when I go out for the first time?"

Wang Ke lowered her head slightly, she was choked and she couldn't say anything more.

After the car drove away, Wang Ke immediately went to tell Ji Meizhi, who was arranging flowers at that time, just smiled and shook her head, "Our Miss Zhong is really a child." ”

"Then don't we tell Mr.?" Wang Ke hesitated.

"Tell what?" Ji Meizhi cut off the flowers and leaves, "Mr. will naturally know when he wants to find her." ”

Ning Shi closed the computer, he had just finished a transnational video conference, and he rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

The room was quiet, although it was quiet in the past, but it was a little different.

Ning Shi glanced at the empty sofa, and his face was inexplicably a little cold.

During this period, the servants came in and out several times, and every time Ning Shi would unconsciously look up at the visitor, and then retract his gaze expressionlessly.

Until noon, two maids walked in with a dining cart and busily arranged the meal.

"Miss Zhong hasn't woken up yet?" Ning Shi suddenly spoke.

The two servants glanced at each other and replied, "Miss Zhong went out early in the morning." ”

"Go out?" Ning Shi frowned slightly, "Where did you go?"

"It seems that I went to the hospital to see Xiao Ning's housekeeper. ”

In an instant, the inside of the house seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar at a rapid speed, and the temperature plummeted. The man had a black face and was freezing at a rate almost visible to the naked eye.

His eyes seemed to be burning with clusters of flames, and the bruises on his forehead burst out. Anger is like an out-of-control wildfire, tumbling in the blood, eager to burn everything out.

The two servants looked at each other, and saw horror and fear in each other's eyes.

"Get out. The man's voice was cold and majestic, like carrying countless sharp ice blades, more like the roar of a jackal beast.

The two servants fled as if they had been granted amnesty, and the door was shut, and there was an earth-shattering sound from inside.

"It's been a long time since I've lost my temper so much. ”

"Let's go find Steward Ji. ”

At that time, Ji Meizhi was accompanying Ji Daoyun to enjoy the flowers in the garden and chatting, when she suddenly heard the servant coming to report, and frowned slightly.

"Mrs. Tai. ”

Ji Daoyun still had a gentle smile on his face.

"Something happened. ”

The smile on the woman's lips gradually faded.

The group quickly came to the fourth floor, and the corridor was quiet, surging with a strange atmosphere.

Ji Meizhi stepped forward and knocked on the door under Ji Daoyun's eyes, and the door was also quiet, and she couldn't hear the slightest sound.

Ji Meizhi knocked again, but there was still no response.

Ji Daoyun was a little anxious, "What are you doing in a daze?

Ji Meizhi's face was embarrassed, "The key is there, but in case Mr. investigates it...... "In this trussed palace, the most taboo thing is to break into Mr.'s private territory without consent, especially his room and study.

At this time, the gentleman was in a rage, and if she hit the muzzle of the gun again, I was afraid that Mrs. Tai might not be able to save herself.

Ji Daoyun was also slightly worried.

Although Ning Shi is her own grandson, he didn't grow up beside her since he was a child, and his temper is still a little withdrawn and eccentric. When he grew up, he created Shifeng Group by himself, and he was even more arbitrary.

What's even more unpredictable is that sometimes he can talk very well, and sometimes his temper comes up, even his own grandfather can't screw him.

So much so that now, the old man basically doesn't ask him, and the grandfather and grandson are like two strangers.

In the final analysis, Ji Daoyun is also afraid of her grandson in his heart.

"Come on, I'll take care of something. Ji Daoyun said a little stubbornly.

Ji Meizhi couldn't disobey, so she had to take out the key she carried with her to open the door.

Click~

Suddenly the door opened on its own.

Everyone was stunned, and their hearts couldn't help but get nervous.

Ning Shi looked at Ji Meizhi in front of him, still holding the key in his hand, maintaining the posture of opening the door, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was in high spirits, obviously looking like he was going out.

"What for. His voice was cold, like ice condensed in early winter.