Chapter 5: Sky-high shirts

Luo Yahu was stunned and looked at Chu Xuan with unbelievable eyes. Obviously said that he was going to the black coal kiln! Who is pregnant with your child?

Baili Wenxiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Luo Ya's belly, which was really round......

"Whew! I don't believe it! You're lying to me, aren't you? Is it because my dad doesn't approve of us being together? Or does your dad not approve of us being together? Or do you have leukemia, cancer, advanced nervous disorders, endocrine disorders...... You told me you had a disease! Miss Abby finally broke down: "You reject me like this, people are very shameless!" ”

Chu Xuan took another deep breath and gestured to the bodyguard, who silently lifted Miss Abby, who was in a state of madness, and walked out of the splendid W Hotel.

Luo Ya finally saw what it was, it didn't take a minute to drive you crazy......

Chu Xuan threw down Luo Ya, who was lying on his shoulder, enjoying all kinds of things, blocking Baili Wenxiang's sight: "Miss Luo, it's time for us to talk about the collar." ”

"Mr. Chu, I'm ...... I am a sinner...... I shouldn't have thrown you two hundred dollars. How can a local tyrant like Mr. Chu care about a little person like me, and how can he look down on my two hundred yuan. Luo Ya stretched out her hand to pinch herself, but she heard Baili Wenxiang's wail...... Just said that this felt wrong, it turned out that he pinched the wrong person......

Chu Xuan...... Your woman's pinch is quite the style of covering your spaghetti face! Baili Wenxiang covered his thighs and gritted his teeth to glare at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan's face was cold, and he was completely like a hundred miles of fragrance and air: "Miss Luo thinks highly of me, that shirt is cut and made by the French master Charlotte herself, and it is five times the price of the suit I wore that day." And my suit...... The market price is 200,000. ”

Luo Ya's face froze, and she silently calculated the price of the shirt with her fingers, and her two hundred yuan was estimated to be able to buy a thread......

"Mr. Chu...... I was wrong......"

"And." The corners of Chu Xuan's lips hooked, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You should know what happens to the paparazzi who stalked me, not Miss Luo who eats grass." ”

Luo Ya's face was ashen, she sat quietly on the ground, silently took out a miniature microphone, headphones, and camouflage camera and handed them all to Chu Xuan.

Seeing that Chu Xuan's face was unmoved, he said weakly: "Mr. Chu, you can't just blame me for what happened that day...... Who made you talk too ugly, why do you say that I am also a yellow flower girl...... Let me you the first time we meet...... My little heart accepts incompetence. ”

Baili Wenxiang found a stool, made a cup of tea, and changed from an actor to a theater watcher.

The bodyguard looked at the table below, although he really wanted to continue watching the play, but Chu Xuan's lethality still made him remind Chu Xuan on time: "President, you have a video conference in twenty minutes." ”

Chu Xuan frowned, his foreign business had encountered thorny problems, and he had been bored recently. I was fooled by this idiot just now, and I forgot about it.

"Baili, I remember that you developed a new set of dark cuisine, and you have never found the first warrior to try it." Chu Xuan nodded at Luo Ya, Baili Wenxiang likes to study new dishes the most, and in the past few years, he has fallen in love with dark cuisine, and he urgently needs a trial person who is not afraid of death.

Baili Wenxiang suddenly understood: "It's better to ask Miss Luo Ya to be the first warrior." ”

Luo Ya thought about it, compared to being sent to dig coal and eating a dark meal, it was naturally this earning.

Baili Wenxiang went to the cooking room happily, and rushed back within ten minutes, bringing a plate of black pressed things along the way.

"This plate of pasta with black peppers, black beans, black wolfberries, black sesame seeds, and black fungus as the main ingredients is the idea that I saw Chu Xuan's black face covered with pasta that day!"

Luo Ya took a bite and her eyes lit up! Then he snorted twice, ending the dark dish in Chu Xuan's disappointed gaze.

"Brother, next time put less black pepper and use Sichuan pepper to grind into powder instead, the taste will be better!"

Baili Wenxiang nodded thoughtfully, turned around and rushed back to the kitchen, while Chu Xuan got into a limousine and left under the escort of bodyguards.

"Mr. Chu, the owner of the black coal kiln that was arranged before......" The bodyguard asked tentatively, originally this was the ending for Luo Ya.

Chu Xuan rubbed the corners of his mouth, and his hand paused: "Let him go back." ”

"Yes......"

Luo Ya walked out of the W Hotel with her stomach up, and her heart said that if she could have a meal here, it would be worth it to be scared for a day. Luo Ya took out another camouflage camera from her bag, and the veteran paparazzi knew that there should be two cameras. However, Chu Xuan put her a yard, and this photo ......

"Hello? Miss Loya? "The phone rang suddenly.

"Yes." The voice of a strange woman.

"Hello, we are here at Liangshan Cemetery. Yes, your uncle's grave loan is due, and if you can't afford to pay it, your uncle's urn will be removed......" The voice was voiceless and unvoiced, like a machine recording.

"I know, I'll pay the loan right away." Loya hung up the phone, looked at the sky and took a deep breath, clutching the camouflage camera tightly in her hand.

Three years later, my uncle was hit and killed, the perpetrator fled, and the murderer has not yet been found. Uncle in Heaven, Luo Ya has not forgotten what you said, please bless me to find the murderer.