Ms. He's daughter Ah Wan also recognized, Locke Tang thought.

She snatched the scissors.

Ms. He screamed, her eyes blank, panicked, and her mouth began to talk to herself.

"I'm going to cut Luo San's hair. ”

"They're going to hit her. ”

"To cut your hair. ”

"The roses are blooming again...... I want to cut Luo San's hair. ”

She landed her eyes on Zhou Xufang's hair, kept muttering to herself, and kept pounding her hands on the table.

Tang wanted to help her sit down and whispered to reassure: "Mom, she is not Luo San, Luo San was called by the second lady to water the flowers." ”

"Did you go water the flowers?"

Don wanted to nod.

Ms. He stopped making trouble and stopped pounding the table, lowered her head and muttered, "She's going to be beaten again." ”

"The little mute is going to be beaten again. ”

"What about the phone, I'm going to call the old man. ”

Tang Xiang shouted 'Second Aunt'.

The proprietress immediately picked up the landline and called Ms. He over.

Tang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, put away the scissors, and walked to Zhou Xufang's table: "I'm sorry, I scared you." ”

Zhou Xufang shook his head.

The wind blew the doorbell, rang twice, Jiang Zhi came in and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Eori. ”

"Eori. ”

The front voice was called by Zhou Xufang, and the back voice was Tang Xiang.

Oh, I recognize them.

Tang Xiang glanced at Zhou Xufang a few times, nodded politely, and then looked at Jiang Zhi: "Don't you introduce me?"

Jiang Zhi sat down, concise and to the point, just three words: "Zhou Xufang." ”

It's Zhou Xufang.

Instead of girlfriend Zhou Xufang.

Zhou Xufang understood, this person, to be guarded against.

"Hello," Tang Xiang smiled and said, "I'm Tang Xiang." ”

Zhou Xufang raised his head and was expressionless: "Hello." ”

She was dressed in black, her face was cold, her eyes were vigilant, and there was a sentence written all over her body - don't talk to me, I don't know you well.

"Miss Zhou was stunned just now," Tang wanted to apologize again, "I'm really sorry." ”

Zhou Xufang: "It's okay. ”

She is covered with lips, as long as she slips, she has a strong sense of distance, coupled with her high-level world-weary face, the words written in her eyebrows and eyes are still the same - don't talk to me, I'm not familiar with you.

What a weirdo.

Tang Xiang glanced at the time: "I'm sorry, I'm going to miss the company first." ”

Zhou Xufang nodded and said-please.

After Tang wanted to leave with her mother, Zhou Xufang asked Jiang Zhi, "Who is she?"

Jiang Zhi poured a cup of hot water and washed the spoon before bringing his bowl of porridge over, picking out the shrimp meat and putting it in Zhou Xufang's bowl: "Half of the Luo family." ”

No wonder Jiang Weaving is on guard.

Zhou Xufang also heard gossip on the set, and Jiang Zhi and the Locke family seemed to have a grudge.

She asked, "Why half?"

"She, like her father, is a foreigner who was raised in the Locke family and served the Locke family. ”

In ancient times, it was called a house slave.

In modern times, it is called a housekeeper, but Tang wants to be different, she is not only in charge, she is also in charge of the Locke family's business.

Tang Xiang has the ability and skill, and the old man of the Luo family attaches great importance to her and calls her the righteous daughter of Luo Changde. ”

Zhou Xufang felt that there was more than half, and he was more than half of the Luo family.

"Who is Luo San?" she had a lot of questions today.

Jiang Zhi's action of picking shrimp paused: "Who told you about Luo San?" His eyes were cold, and he glanced at Ah Wan.

Ah Wan: "!"

Treat unjustly!

"Tang Xiang's mother called me Luo San just now. ”

That Ms. He is really sick, and she can't distinguish between genders.

Jiang Zhi put down the spoon and wiped his hands with a wet towel: "He is the adopted son of the Luo family." ”

Zhou Xufang listened carefully, there were few times when he was so curious.

Eori licked her lips and was silent for a long time.

"Eight years ago, Locke's house caught fire, and Luo San was burned to death. Her eyelashes drooped, hiding the emotion in her eyes, and Jiang said, "Tang Xiang's father also died in that fire, and after that, her mother went insane. ”

The tone is low.

The air pressure is also very low.

Zhou Xufang saw a large cloud in Jiang Zhi's eyes, oh, she remembered, on the cruise ship, Luo Qinghe said that Luo San was the person Jiang Zhi put on the tip of his heart.

Now that she is also the person on the tip of Jiang Zhi's heart, Luo San is her 'neighbor'.

She felt that she was about to be jealous, no, she couldn't be jealous, the 'neighbors' had all died, and she couldn't care about it anymore, so she calmed herself down, so she continued to ask Jiang Zhi: "Is the fire in the Luo family a natural disaster?"

"It's a man-made disaster. ”

Zhou Xufang fell into deep thought.

Eori put the last piece of shrimp meat in her bowl: "Why are you curious about this?"

Zhou Xufang said: "I don't like the Luo family. ”

Luo Qinghe is a bad woman, and so is Luo Yinghe.

Jiang Zhi touched her serious little face: "I don't like it either." ”

Look, what a match made in heaven between her and Jiang Weaving, Zhou Xufang thought to himself.

The seven-storey building is located in the heart of the city, with shopping malls on the first to fourth floors, tea houses and restaurants on the fifth floor, and clubs and cinemas on the sixth and seventh floors, respectively.

Zhou Qingrang made an appointment with someone in the teahouse on the fifth floor, and at three o'clock, the other party arrived on time.

"Mr. Zhou. ”

The middle-aged man sat down and pushed the folder over: "The fire eight years ago, the Luo family should have secretly done something, and all the people involved have been dealt with. ”

This man is a professional errand company, and Zhou Qingrang hired him to find out the bottom of the Luo family.

"What about Luo San?" Zhou Qingrang opened the folder.

The middle-aged man said: "It's similar to the Luo family's rhetoric to the outside world, Luo San was raised by Tang Guangji and his wife from their hometown, and where did they bring the child, except for the Luo family, only Tang Guangji's wife He Xiangxiu knows." "The middle-aged man looks very ordinary, with glasses on the bridge of his nose," Eight years ago, after Tang Guangji died, He Xiangxiu went insane. ”

Zhou Qingrang flipped through a few pages: "Help me check who is paying my hospitalization fee during my hospitalization." ”

The other person should say: "Okay." ”

Zhou Qingrang took out a card from his wallet, put it on the table, then drank all the tea in the cup, and pushed the wheelchair out of the teahouse.

Because it was a weekend, there were a lot of passers-by.

When the corridor turned the corner, the crutches he put on his wheelchair scratched someone, and the person was on the phone, very annoyed, and cursed: "Damn, you don't have long eyes when you walk!"

Zhou Qingrang moved the wheelchair to the very far back and apologized in a low voice.

Probably he was noble, sitting in a wheelchair, with his head down, which also made people see that his temperament was extraordinary, and the man who was hit looked at him in a suit and leather shoes that was not pleasing to the eye, touched the tattoo on his neck, and said in a very disdainful tone: "If your legs are not good, don't come out and hinder others." ”

What to pretend to be extravagant!

The man felt unlucky, spit on the ground, and continued to talk on the phone: "It's okay, I'm unlucky to meet a dead cripple, you continue." ”

The first two days cooled down, and it was too painful to wear a prosthesis.

Zhou Qingrang didn't wear it today, his left leg under the blanket was empty, he pulled the blanket, covered it, and pushed the wheelchair towards the elevator.

The elevator buttons were a little too high, and he couldn't reach them.

One hand, a tender hand, pressed the key.

Then came the girl's crisp voice: "Do you need my help?"

Zhou Qingrang looked up: "No." He said, "Thank you." ”

The girl didn't say anything and stood next to him.

When the elevator door opened, she walked in first, stood in the corner, and then Zhou Qingrang pushed the wheelchair in, and he turned his back to her.

She looked down to see his straight back.

Zhou Qingrang.

Zhou Qingrang.

Zhou Qing –

When the third time he said it, the man in the wheelchair looked back: "Hello. ”

Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then stammered for a while: "Hello, you." ”

He spoke softly and asked politely: "Your umbrella is still with me, can you tell me your address?"

Address?!

"Huh?"

Lu Sheng followed her father in the mall when she was a teenager, and she had never seen any scenes, and her name as Miss Lu Er was well-known in the imperial capital.

No one has ever seen her swallow saliva so nervously.

"Last month, outside the Tingyu Building," Zhou Qingrang patiently explained, "the umbrella you borrowed from me has not been returned." ”

The voice of the broadcast host is blessed.

Some very ordinary sentences, read out by him slowly, are very beautiful.

Lu Sheng still remembers the first time she heard Zhou Qingrang's voice, at that time, she only had one thought, to wrap this person, and tell her stories at the head of his bed every day, and later, when she saw his person, her mind changed, she wanted to coax this person and hide it in bed.

She lost her temper, her eyes were round, and her excited expression was not hidden: "Do you remember me?"

Zhou Qingrang said: "Remember." ”

Her eyes were translucent, and she blinked twice quickly, and said, "My address is inconvenient to say." "Today, she is wearing a black professional suit, and her makeup is also very smart, that is...... The corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, and the little girl smiled, "Can you give me your number? I can go to the radio station and get it myself." ”

She knew he worked on the radio station.

Zhou Qingrang's eyebrows were clear, and his eyes were very indifferent when he looked at people: "Do you recognize me?"

Lu Sheng nodded: "Well, I'm your fan." ”

He smiled, "Okay." Taking out the banknote from the box next to the armrest of the wheelchair, he wrote a string of numbers and handed it to her, "Trouble." ”

Lu Sheng: "No trouble!"

Just then, the elevator went to the first floor.

After Zhou Qing bowed his head, he got out of the elevator first, and Lu Sheng followed, not embarrassed to follow directly, so he pretended to go to the consultation desk.

"Erxiao—"

Lu Sheng shushed, and the young lady at the front desk hurriedly shut up, only to see their little boss in Jingbai City quietly follow, and watched the glass for a long time before reluctantly turning back.

Secretary Yang Xiu just came over.

Lu Sheng smoothed the hair on his ears and asked, "Where are the people?"

The aura changed all of a sudden.

The title of the little devil in the business world is not for nothing, Yang Xiu replied carefully: "On the second floor." ”

In the elevator, Lu Sheng said coldly: "The button of the elevator in the mall is too high." ”

"I'll arrange for someone to modify it. ”

"As soon as possible. ”

There are lounges on each floor of the mall, and only VIP customers who spend more than one million a year can enter and exit.

Before anyone arrived, the footsteps came first.

The two men at the door immediately stood up straight and bowed their heads: "Second Miss." ”

She hummed, entered the lounge, took off her coat and threw it to the female secretary: "What about people?"

The female secretary made a look, and the security guard entered the room, took the person out, and pressed him on the sofa.

"Who are you?"

The man who was being pressed had a tattoo on his neck, his hands and feet were trembling, and he was still struggling.

The security guards and secretaries in the room were silent.

Lu Sheng said: "The one who taught you to be a man." She took a bottle of red wine and walked over, because she was so young, she didn't speak quickly or slowly, as if she was talking and playing, "You have to be polite when you go out, your parents didn't teach you?"

The tattooed man kicked his legs and struggled, and Yang Xiu kicked him directly over and kicked him honestly.

"Crippled?"

The young girl smiled.

She turned the head of the red wine bottle in her hand, and the mouth of the bottle knocked on the man's head, and for a while, she asked with a smile: "Who gave you a sense of superiority and dared to scold him for being lame." ”

The last word, the last note, is sharp.

"I-I-"

Before he could finish speaking, the red wine bottle was smashed.

"Boom!"

There is gas in the sake, and it makes a loud noise when it bursts.

The red wine and glass slag splashed the man's face, and he was already stupid, and he looked at the dent in the corner of the table that was smashed by the red wine bottle.

Of course, it didn't hit anyone.

She is a serious businessman, she doesn't do anything illegal and undisciplined, threw away the wine bottle in her hand that was broken to only half a small one, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and sat down on the sofa: "The person hasn't gone far, go down and apologize, if he doesn't forgive you, I will kill you." ”

"I, I, I ......"

Speechless, the man trembled and crawled out desperately.

Lu Sheng threw the tissue that wiped his hands into the trash can, and pouted: Hmph, I'm really not scared.

"Second Miss. Yang Xiu took his mobile phone and stepped forward, "Young Master Xinglan's phone." ”

She took it.

"Brother. ”

The voice on the other side of the phone was lazy, as if he hadn't woken up: "Who is Zhou Qingrang?"

Lu Sheng sat up straight and glanced at the people in the room: "Who went to your tongue again?"

Who would dare.

"I met someone from the TV station at the dinner table just now and told me that Zhou Qingrang would be transferred back to the TV station soon. He was unhurried, "Tell me, who is Zhou Qingrang?"

Now that she knows, she doesn't bother to twist: "It's the person I like." ”

Speaking of Zhou Qingrang, her eyebrows fluttered, and her expression was very vivid.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few moments.

"You're fourteen years old, and you've had one leg amputated, and the other leg is almost lame. Lu Xinglan shouted by his name, "Lu Sheng." ”

As soon as his tone was serious, Lu Sheng was stunned.

"We don't have a family opinion, but as your husband, at least you have to be healthy. ”

She pouted: "You're still picking and choosing here, and no one knows who I am." Her tone was frustrated, but she was not satisfied, because she had not yet won the favor of others.

"You mean, you're still unrequited?

The words were cut off suddenly.

Lu Sheng shouted: "Brother." ”

"Brother?"

No one answered her.

After a while, someone on the other side of the phone answered, it was Lu Xinglan's accompanying secretary: "Second Miss, Young Master Xinglan is asleep again." ”

Lu Sheng: "......"

Her brother's narcolepsy is getting worse and worse.

After hanging up the phone, she got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking downstairs, she has mild myopia, usually doesn't like to wear glasses, and she can't see it very clearly downstairs, so she squints.

Zhou Qingrang really didn't go far, this weekend, there were too many people, and his wheelchair moved very slowly.

"Sir!"

"Sir, wait!"

Zhou Qingrang turned around: "Something?"

He was the one who scolded him for being lame.

The man was sweating profusely, and there was still unwiped red wine on his face and neck, as well as a few wounds splashed by glass slag, very embarrassed and panicked.

He stumbled and said, "I—I'm here to apologize, I'm sorry just now." ”

Zhou Qingrang sat in a wheelchair and did not make a sound.

The man glanced at the second floor of the mall, and immediately retracted his gaze in a panic, then knelt down, folded his hands, and squeezed out two lines of tears: "It's all because I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, my mouth is cheap, and I have no quality." ”

"I'm sorry sir, I know it's wrong, I will never discriminate against people with disabilities in the future, and I will never look at anyone again. ”

It's almost kowtow.

Zhou Qingrang looked at the man kneeling on the ground in silence.

"Sir, then ...... you" The man's eyes were earnest, his expression was terrified, "Have you forgiven me?" Bean-sized beads of sweat don't want money to roll down, he trembled, "If you don't forgive me, I'll be, I'll be—"

The man gritted his teeth: "I can't afford to kneel!"

A big man knelt on the road, and soon attracted the attention of passers-by.

Zhou Qingrang pushed the wheelchair to the side of the road, tried not to block the passage, and said to the man, "You get up." ”

He was still on his knees: "Then you forgive me?"

Zhou Qing let his jaw bow.

The man was grateful to Dade, and tears were about to burst out: "You are such a good person." ”

Zhou Qingrang: "......" is a little funny.

Afternoon.

Zhou Xufang delivered seven takeaway orders, Jiang Zhi refused to rest, and had to blow a cold wind on the electric car for an afternoon, and Zhou Xufang pasted eight warm babies on his body.

In the evening, Eori sent her home, and her Maybach stopped outside Yuquan Bay and did not drive into the community.

Zhou Xufang was very cold late, so he asked him to go home quickly.

Zhou Xufang. ”

When he has a little temper, he likes to call her by name.

Zhou Xufang tilted his head to look at him: "Huh?"

Forget it, don't talk about her, he kissed her the face, and only then did he stop: "Go to bed early, I'll come and pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

"Good. ”

After she agreed, she was just about to push the car door, Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand, her tone was dissatisfied, and she was a little resentful: "Zhou Xufang, you are too sticky to me." ”

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