Chapter 76: Ah Ning, You Can't Escape
Back in the dining room, the old man was already sitting on the main seat, Luo Qianning sat on the left hand side of the old man, and called out obediently: "Grandpa." โ
The old man smiled and asked them all to sit down, Luo Jiachen had just rushed back from outside, and immediately greeted the old man.
The old man looked at this young and successful grandson with a smile, and said, "Jiachen is back, sit down and drink the soup, and the meal will start immediately." โ
Luo Jiachen walked over and sat on the old man's right hand, facing Luo Qianning.
The dishes were all served, the old man beckoned everyone to eat, a family of six, but no one spoke, and they all ate quietly.
The old man chatted with Luo Jiachen about the current situation of the mall and the development of Luo's, and Luo Jiachen said: "I heard that grandpa gave Qianning 4% of the shares?"
Luo Qianning lowered her head and didn't speak, is this to help his sister seek justice?
The old man nodded: "The three of them, each of them will have it, Jia Xue is not sensible, and if she makes such a big thing, her share will be given to Qianning." โ
Luo Jiachen nodded and looked at Luo Qianning: "Does Qianning plan to go back to work at Luo's?"
Luo Qianning shook his head: "Don't go back, I'm not interested." โ
Luo Jiaxin sneered: "I stepped on Jiaxue and walked into the entertainment industry, and now I have my own studio, even Luo's can't look down on it." โ
Luo Qianning smiled: "I can look down on Luo's, why don't you give me your share of the eldest sister?"
Luo Jiaxin glared at her: "You still dare to ask for shares? You robbed me of my endorsement, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"
Luo Jiachen frowned: "What endorsement?"
Luo Jiaxin immediately complained: "Originally, the endorsement of the online game was mine! It was Luo Qianning who stepped in and robbed me of my things!"
Luo Qianning smiled: "Your things, did the online game company sign a contract or an agreement for you? โ
"You!" Luo Jiaxin was speechless, she didn't have any proof, but the other party was very satisfied with her at that time, she thought that this matter was foolproof!
"Eldest sister, it's just polite words in the mall, you also believe it, as long as you don't sign a contract, it's not your thing!" Luo Qianning lowered his head and drank the soup.
"But if it weren't for you to disrupt the situation, this endorsement would be mine!" Luo Jiaxin argued.
Luo Jiachen frowned and said, "Okay, depending on your ability, you are willing to lose the bet." โ
Luo Qianning also smiled: "Did you hear it?
Luo Tian put the chopsticks on the table with a "snap" and looked at Luo Qianning: "Have you made enough trouble?"
Luo Qianning squinted at Luo Tian: "What did I do?"
Luo Tian glared at her, eager to rush over and slap her twice: "You have stirred up the black smoke miasma of this family, how far do you want to make trouble, are you satisfied?"
Luo Qianning smiled: "If you want to say that you are satisfied, why don't you ask Aunt Yao to tell me, how did my mother die back then? โ
Yao Shufen's body stiffened, and she smiled gently: "Qianning, your mother did die of depression back then, I don't know what you want to investigate?"
Luo Qianning also put the chopsticks on the table with a "snap" and said: "My mother died of depression? Up to now, there is not even a photo of my mother at home, and there is no sign of the identity document.
Luo Tian pushed away the chair and stood up, made a screeching sound, pointed at her and said, "Your mother is just a woman who smears the family!
"Enough!" the old man shouted, drawing everyone's attention back.
Luo Tian was still emotionally and said: "Your mother, that woman!
With a "snap", the old man threw the bowl in his hand on Luo Tian's face, the porcelain smashed on his face, and blood oozed from Luo Tian's forehead, the old man shouted with a blue face as if he didn't see it: "Stop!"
Luo Tian stopped in pain, Yao Shufen nervously stood up and helped Luo Tian and shouted, "Husband, husband, are you okay?"
Luo Jiaxin also went over to check Luo Tian's injuries and asked, "Dad, can you call a doctor to come to the house to bandage it?"
The old man sat on the main seat angrily and said, "Jiachen, call the doctor to come to the house and bandage your father!"
Luo Jiachen nodded, went out and called the doctor.
Luo Jiaxin turned her head to stare at Luo Qianning, and said angrily: "It's all because of you!
Luo Qianning ignored her, looked at the old man, and said, "Grandpa, can I help you go back to rest?"
The old man sighed and nodded, Luo Qianning helped the old man back to the room, the old man sat on the bed, Luo Qianning hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Grandpa, do you know about my mother?"
The old man looked out the window and didn't speak for a long time, so long that when Luo Qianning thought that the old man didn't want to talk about it at all, the old man walked to the safe at the head of the bed, opened the cabinet, took out a photo from it, and handed it to Luo Qianning.
In the photo, it is the old man, Luo Tian, a young woman holding a well-behaved baby in her arms, a family photo.
Luo Qianning was stunned: "This is?"
The old man sighed and said, "That baby, it's you." โ
Luo Qianning's tears poured into her eyes, and her voice trembled a little: "Then this woman...... Be...... She's ......"
"Your mother, her name is Zheng Qi, I don't know how she met your father, she married your father with all her heart, helped your father take care of Luo's, and later gave birth to you, but after you were born, she was a little crazy, she always spoke unclearly, she was indeed seriously depressed, and later committed suicide. The old man was very brief.
"That'...... Did she really discredit the Luo family?" asked Luo Qianning.
The old man sighed, tonight, he sighed countless times.
After a long time, the old man said: "Qianning, she has always been your mother. โ
The old man took out a necklace from the safe, I don't know what material it was, carved it into the shape of a four-leaf clover, and engraved the word "Qi" on the reverse.
The old man handed the necklace to Luo Qianning and said, "The only thing your mother left behind, I wanted to give it to you when you got married, but today...... Forget it, you can take it!"
A good Chinese New Year's Eve dinner turned into a family quarrel, and the old man somewhat complained about her.
Luo Qianning nodded, didn't speak, turned around and left the room.
Luo Qianning was lying on her bed, looking at the photo, Zheng Qi was wearing a beautiful floral dress, no jewelry, only a four-leaf clover necklace, elegant and fresh, long hair like a waterfall, delicate facial features with some heroism, and gentleness between her eyebrows and eyes.
What she was holding in her arms was Luo Qianning when she was a child, a small one, squinting her eyes and smiling.
She didn't want to believe that Zheng Qi was the kind of woman who was water-based poplar.
But Luo Tian said that it was because Zheng Qi made a scandal that she was erased from the family tree, and the old man acquiesced in this matter.
So, Luo Tian hates her because her mother is a water-based poplar woman?
Luo Qianning stroked the woman's gentle face, and her heart was very blocked.
This was the first time she had such close contact with Luo Qianning's mother, or rather, her mother.
But she was told that her mother was a water-based poplar woman, and she would only discredit the Luo family.
There was a part of her heart, I don't know if it was Luo Qianning's original part, she felt sad, helpless, and lonely.
The only evidence of the existence of the woman who gave her life in this world is this small photo.
"Jingle bellโ" Luo Qianning's phone rang.
She picked it up, her voice a little hoarse: "Mo Tingchen?"
Mo Tingchen's voice was low and magnetic: "Come out." โ
"It's late!" Luo Qianning reluctantly hung up the phone, washed her face hastily, and ran out of the villa.
Walking out of the Tianfu Villa, Mo Tingchen's car was parked under the street lamp, and the man was wearing a dark red coat, standing next to the car, countless dust hovering above his head, like stars.
Luo Qianning ran over and asked, "What are you doing?"
Mo Tingchen pulled her into his arms and hugged her: "I miss you." โ
Luo Qianning snorted twice: "Why don't you go home for the New Year?"
Mo Tingchen paused, and held her hand tightly: "I don't know where to go back." โ
Luo Qianning was stunned for a moment, and the sadness that came up in her heart was about to force tears out of her eyes.
She realized that for Mo Tingchen, he would never be more ruthless to hurt the person named Father, but there was no way to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with him as a family member.
She reached out and hugged the man's broad back, and asked, "Sheng Jing...... Do you still have food at home?"
Mo Tingchen nodded: "A little." โ
Luo Qianning pulled him into the car and said, "Let's go, go home." โ
Mo Ting drove her back to the grand scene, Luo Qianning changed her shoes and went straight to the kitchen, took out an apron that she had never used before to tie herself, and took another one around Mo Tingchen's waist.
Mo Tingchen looked confused: "What to do?"
Luo Qianning smiled: "Make a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!"
The ingredients in the refrigerator are very rich, and Aunt Liu adds fresh vegetables and meat to it every day, Luo Qianning found a handful of celery and chopped it, and gave the meat to Mo Tingchen for him to chop.
The two of them were tossing and turning in the kitchen, Luo Qianning actually didn't know how to cook, but Mo Tingchen knew a lot, so he didn't look so busy.
After mixing the meat filling, Luo Qianning looked at the dough and was worried, she really didn't know how to roll the dumpling skin!
Mo Tingchen was helpless, took the rolling pin and gave her a few dumpling wrappers, Luo Qianning finally wrapped the dumplings and put them aside.
So in the whole plate, the neat ones were all wrapped by Mo Tingchen, and the crooked ones were all wrapped by Luo Qianning.
After wrapping the dumplings and putting them aside, Mo Tingchen fried two more dishes, Luo Qianning volunteered to mix a cold dish, and under the guidance of Mo Tingchen, he looked good.
The dumplings were in the pot, Luo Qianning's apron hair and face were already covered with flour, she looked at Mo Tingchen miserably, shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't cook." โ
The tip of the girl's nose is full of flour, she has been busy for an hour, her tired face is flushed, and she is a little depressed looking forward to the dumplings in the pot, she really doesn't look good.
Mo Tingchen pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the lips.
Luo Qianning was stunned, Mo Tingchen let go of her, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I'm very happy." โ
Mo Tingchen's eyes were too deep, Luo Qianning's face turned red, pushed him away, and ran to the living room to watch TV.
Mo Tingchen was looking at dumplings in the kitchen, Luo Qianning was watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, and laughter came from time to time.
For the first time, Mo Tingchen felt that this was very good.
No matter who she is, what kind of purpose and mission she has, as long as she stays by his side safely, it is enough.
Between the fireworks, for the first time, the high-flying Mo Tingchen was pulled into the mortal dust and into the fireworks in the world, and he actually felt very warm.
All this warmth comes from the quirky girl in the living room.
After the dumplings were cooked, Mo Tingchen brought all the dishes to the table and went to the living room to ask Luo Qianning to eat, Luo Qianning had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
She hugged the pillow, leaned back on the sofa, and slept soundly.
Mo Tingchen leaned over and blocked her breathing, but after a while, Luo Qianning struggled to wake up, rubbing her eyes in a daze and asking him, "Are the dumplings okay?"
Mo Tingchen nodded: "Okay, let's eat." โ
Luo Qianning yawned, got up and walked to the dining table, looked at the food on the table, and ran to Mo Tingchen's wine cabinet again, and took a bottle of red wine from it.
Mo Tingchen opened the red wine and poured it into the cup, which was also the first time in his life, hundreds of thousands of red wine with dumplings.
Luo Qianning looked at her watch, it was already past twelve o'clock, she raised her glass, and her smiling eyes narrowed into a slit: "Mo Tingchen, Happy New Year!"
Mo Tingchen smiled and touched the cup with her: "Happy New Year!"
Luo Qianning put down the cup, went to put a dumpling in her mouth, and screamed hotly, and finally finished eating, smacking her lips with satisfaction: "It's quite delicious!"
Mo Tingchen smiled and said, "Miss Luo's craftsmanship is good. โ
Luo Qianning nodded proudly: "That's it! I'm too powerful!"
Mo Tingchen shook his head dotingly, and took a dumpling to eat.
At this meal, the two people ate the dumplings and vegetables cleanly, mainly Mo Tingchen did not eat, the Luo family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner ended in a quarrel, and Luo Qianning did not eat.
After eating, Luo Qianning rubbed her stomach and walked around the living room, and said, "I'm dead, I've eaten too much." โ
Mo Tingchen asked her, "Do you want to go for a walk, take you to set off fireworks?"
Luo Qianning's eyes lit up: "Can the emperor set off fireworks?"
Mo Tingchen put on his coat, picked up Luo Qianning's coat, and asked, "Do you want to go?"
Luo Qianning immediately nodded: "Go!"
In the middle of the night, Mo Tingchen drove the car, Luo Qianning sat in the co-pilot, and fell asleep not long after, leaning on the co-pilot to sleep sweetly, it seemed that when Mo Tingchen was there, she always slept with extra peace of mind, with many fewer nightmares and a lot less anxiety.
When Mo Tingchen woke her up, Luo Qianning rubbed her eyes and sat up and asked, "Where are you?"
"Ningzhou Island. Mo Tingchen said.
"Ningzhou Island?" Luo Qianning was dumbfounded.
Ningzhou Island is a county-level city near the imperial capital, and because of its proximity to the sea, tourism has been developing well.
Although Ningzhou Island is not far from the emperor, and it takes less than two hours to drive, where would she have thought that after a good night's sleep, Mo Tingchen would leave the imperial capital?
Mo Tingchen parked the car on the road by the beach, moved the fireworks in the trunk to the beach, took Luo Qianning to the beach, and said, "I can set off fireworks for you here." โ
Luo Qianning's shoes were already on the car, standing barefoot on the beach, the sea water flooded up and didn't reach her ankles, it was cold, Luo Qianning shivered from the cold.
Mo Tingchen pulled her back and said, "In winter, don't play in the water, you will catch a cold." โ
Luo Qianning obediently retreated, Mo Tingchen set up fireworks for her, gave her a lighter, the two of them lit fireworks together, ran to the beach together, watched the fireworks rise into the air, the huge sound drowned out the voices of the two people, only the sky was full of fireworks, and the lights were brilliant.
I don't know how many fireworks Mo Tingchen bought, after they were all released, Luo Qianning was already a little tired, but he finally came to the beach, and he still wanted to walk around.
She walked along the beach, and Mo Tingchen walked with her next to her, and the atmosphere was a little silent all of a sudden.
Luo Qianning bent down, grabbed a handful of sand and threw it on Mo Tingchen, she was probably the first person who dared to throw sand at Mo Tingchen.
Mo Tingchen reacted and glared at her: "It's against you?"
He rushed over to chase her, Luo Qianning giggled, and ran away.
The two men clumsily chased each other on the soft sand, and from time to time there was laughter and slapstick.
With the advantage of his height and long legs, Mo Tingchen caught Luo Qianning and threw her on the beach.
The bright moonlight fell on the beach, his eyes were facing each other, except for the other party, he couldn't see anyone in his sight, Mo Tingchen's ears, except for the sound of the wind, was Luo Qianning's somewhat rapid breathing, and the tip of his nose was full of the freshness of Luo Qianning's body.
He lowered his head and kissed the girl's soft lips.
Luo Qianning closed her eyes, maybe the two glasses of red wine made her drunk, or maybe the night was too deep and her brain was sleepy.
She was confused, she didn't want to be sober, she didn't want to think.
Her heart said yes, so she didn't resist in the slightest.
It was a long, affectionate kiss, and Mo Tingchen tossed and turned between her breaths, with extreme tenderness and patience.
And this time, Luo Qianning was surprisingly cooperative, and she responded jerky and clumsy to this tacit kiss.
After a long time, Mo Tingchen buried his head in her hair and sighed softly: "Ah Ning, you can't escape!"
"Huh?" Luo Qianning didn't understand.
"From now on, wherever you go, I will take you back and lock you up with me. Mo Tingchen's voice sounded in her ears, like an oath.
From the beginning of Luo's garden, the girl in the evening dress fell into his arms, and everything began to get out of control.
His heart, his feelings, are always pulled by her.
And now, he is convinced, he can no longer let go.
The girl, shrewd and alert, seemed like a mystery that could never be seen through, but wherever she went, he would find her.
Luo Qianning, don't think about running away again.
Luo Qianning blushed with shame, but fortunately, the night helped her cover up a little, she pushed Mo Tingchen away, sat up, lowered her head and didn't speak.
Mo Tingchen smiled: "I've seen it all, what are you shy?"
Luo Qianning punched him: "Nonsense!"
Mo Tingchen clutched his chest: "Last time you were drunk, I obviously ......"
"Shut up!" Luo Qianning stretched out his hand to hammer him again.
Mo Tingchen grabbed her hand, looked at her, and said, "Ah Ning, thank you." โ
Luo Qianning was stunned and smiled: "Thank you for what?"
Mo Tingchen sat by the sea with her and said, "Thank you for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, I am very happy." โ
Luo Qianning smiled and said, "It's me who thank you, I wasn't happy, but now I'm very happy." โ
Mo Tingchen looked at her and didn't speak, he knew that Luo Qianning couldn't force him to ask, if she wanted to say, she would naturally say it.
Luo Qianning hugged her knees and swayed, her fingers drew circles on the beach, sniffed, and said, "Tonight, grandpa gave me a photo of my mother." โ
"Grandpa also gave me a mother's necklace," Luo Qianning pulled the four-leaf clover necklace out of the sweater and showed it to Mo Tingchen, stuffed it in again, and said, "My mother is very beautiful, looks gentle and elegant, and should be a very good woman." โ
Mo Tingchen touched her hair and asked, "Then why are you sad?"
Luo Qianning took a breath and said: "Grandpa and my dad both said that my mother is a watery poplar woman, and she hooked up with three and four to discredit the Luo family, so the Luo family is not allowed to leave her things, and others are not allowed to talk about her and miss her." โ
Luo Qianning turned her head, looked at Mo Tingchen with teary eyes, tears were about to overflow her eyes, and said: "Mo Tingchen, I don't believe it, she must not be such a person, she must be mistaken." โ
Mo Tingchen stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Qianning in his arms, like coaxing a child, patting her back gently, he could feel Luo Qianning's slightly trembling shoulders and sobbing quietly.
Luo Qianning's tears fell down and dripped onto Mo Tingchen's coat and disappeared.
She knew that what Luo Tian said might be false, but there was no need for the old man to lie to her as well.
If it weren't for Zheng Qi doing something rebellious, why would the Luo family hide it like this, after all, she used to be Mrs. Luo.
But she was sad, not because Zheng Qi was such a person, probably because at that time, the young Luo Qianning couldn't protect the poor woman, and she couldn't protect her weak self.
As the old man said, no matter what, Zheng Qi is always her mother.
Yes, she is now a person with a mother, unlike the original Rose, an orphan with no father and mother, she is really the most superfluous person in this world, it seems that it doesn't matter when she dies.
Luo Qianning leaned into Mo Tingchen's arms, sniffed, with these nasal voices, and asked, "Can we watch the sunrise here?"
Mo Tingchen reached out and tightened the coat on her body and asked, "Is it cold?"
Luo Qianning shook his head: "It's not cold, I want to see the sunrise." โ
Mo Tingchen shook her cold little hand and said, "Go back to the car first, and come back to watch the sunrise later." โ
Luo Qianning shook her head: "I'm right here." โ
Mo Tingchen was helpless, and sat here with her, and two hours later, he woke up the drowsy Luo Qianning.
When the sky broke, a trace of daylight overflowed the clouds, Luo Qianning turned his head to look at Mo Tingchen, and smiled slightly: "Mo Tingchen, Happy New Year." โ
Mo Tingchen smiled and kissed her forehead: "Ah Ning, Happy New Year." โ
In the new year, she will live better and better.
For Rose, for Luo Qianning, for Zheng Qi.