26 Are you sure?
Luo Qinghe came with his sister in the snow, and as soon as he entered, he saw the bitter drama of mother and son recognizing each other.
Shen Xuhuai said that he would give her an explanation.
Now, here's the confession? There was a hint of amusement in her eyes.
Luo Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank, but she didn't expect that her adoptive parents, who had been mean and abused her, were close in front of her. She unconsciously clenched her fists and subconsciously made a defensive posture - this is the inertia she has cultivated in the Zhao family since she was a child, because her adoptive father saw her and scolded her.
Luo Qinghe quietly hid Luo Xiaoxiao behind him, his eyes swept over Zhao Ya and his party, and looked at the man standing quietly in the northeast corner of the main hall.
She said lightly: "Shen Xuhuai, what did you call me to do?" β
As soon as Luo Qinghe's words fell, Shen Xuhuai didn't speak, but he couldn't cry Wang Shuixian and Zhao Jianfu, who was bent on the huge amount of money, couldn't help but look at her.
A delicate and elegant girl stood with her backlight, her silky black and shiny hair casually draped over her shoulders around the white shawl, and the sunlight was shining behind her, Luo Qinghe seemed to be the daughter of a god at the moment, holy and elegant.
Zhao Ya looked at Luo Qinghe stupidly, and repeated in his mouth: "Fairy... Fairy! β
Zhao Jianfu and his wife were shocked when they saw a face so similar to their adopted daughter Luo Xiaoxiao at first glance. Luo Xiaoxiao has not suffered less in their hands during the years that she has been adopted by them, and they themselves know it. The Luo family sent someone to pick her up, and when they were leaving, this little girl gave them a big "surprise"!
Wang Shuixian stared at Luo Qinghe with hatred, her face looked so similar to Luo Xiaoxiao, she must have a blood relationship with Luo Xiaoxiao! This is a face that she wants to tear apart when she sees it, in addition to the jealousy in her heart, there is also the reason why Luo Xiaoxiao set fire to their house before leaving!
Luo Qinghe noticed the hateful eyes of the woman in front of her, she turned around and said a few words to Luo Xiaoxiao behind her, and then walked towards Wang Shuixian.
Wang Shuixian now noticed Luo Xiaoxiao behind her, and just wanted to take two steps forward to scold her, but was blocked by someone who came.
Wang Shuixian is short, at best, it is up to Luo Qinghe's chin. She said arrogantly to Luo Qinghe, who was blocking her way: "Get out of the way-"
As soon as the word "open" fell, a heavy slap fell on Wang Shuixian's face, and she was caught off guard and took a few steps to be beaten, almost lying on the ground.
Wang Shuixian covered his left face and looked at Luo Qinghe in disbelief.
She stretched out a finger and pointed at Luo Qinghe: "You-"
Luo Qinghe bowed down and asked with a smile: "Auntie, I don't know if you are satisfied with this strength?" With that, she Shi Shiran stood up straight, and the hand that had just hit Wang Shuixian spread out in the air.
The person brought by the Luo family was very eye-catching, and handed over a wet towel respectfully.
Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile at Sister A, even if she couldn't see it.
Luo Qinghe wiped his hands, glanced down at her, turned around and pulled Luo Xiaoxiao in the direction of Shen Xuhuai.
As if Wang Shuixian finally reflected, she stood up in embarrassment, and reached out to grab Luo Qinghe's long hair: "You little shrew, you dare to beat me-"
A powerful hand firmly clasped Wang Shuixian's hand like an iron tong, so that she could no longer hurt Luo Qinghe.
Luo Qinghe looked at Shen Xuhuai's blue eyes, and said indifferently: "This is the so-called big customer of your Shen family?" β
"Lose your taste, Shen Dashao." Finally, she concludes.
From the moment Luo Qinghe stepped into the main hall, his eyes had been on her. Shen Xuhuai's tone was no longer impatient when dealing with Zhao Jianfu and his wife before, and his tone softened: "I have asked carefully, and they are the customers who are responsible for docking in the product department." β
Really? Could it be that he knew that the Zhao family had a grudge against him, so he deliberately let them take the blame? What's more, a small peasant family, where did he get so much money to buy her Luo family's enamel ware?
Luo Qinghe's eyes became more interested, and Shen Xuhuai played with her as a fool. If she wants to play, then she will play with him.
"Young Master Shen, have you forgotten, how can a flat-headed ordinary person afford to buy enamel ware?" Luo Xiaoxiao sneered, "Or, does Young Master Shen treat us as Zhao Ya?" β
Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes fell on Zhao Ya, who was salivating, and then turned her head in disgust.
Shen Xuhuai turned the agate bracelet on his wrist, he looked at Luo Qinghe sincerely, and said with a wry smile: "But this is indeed the case." β
Luo Qinghe: "How do you say this?" β
Shen Xuhuai's gaze swept to the family of three in the main hall, and said to Tang Yi: "Invite them to a private room first, this Miss Luo may have something to ask them later." He raised his eyebrows mockingly at Luo Qinghe, with a playful smile in his eyes.
Luo Qinghe's face was still pale, as if he didn't care about Shen Xuhuai's mockery in secret.
Shen Xuhuai pulled a chair and sat down, and motioned to the two sisters to take a seat: "I know this sounds incredible, but I sent someone to check Zhao Jianfu's bank account, and it was indeed a huge extra amount of money a month ago. β
Luo Qinghe frowned, "Reason? β
Shen Xuhuai looked at Luo Xiaoxiao again, he took off the string of agate beads on his wrist and played: "Xiaoxiao, you know that your adoptive father loves to gamble, right?" β
This is true, Zhao Yafu's gambling addiction is not surprising that she died in the casino one day. Luo Xiaoxiao laughed, and the smile that did not reach the bottom of her eyes seemed particularly false at this moment: "Of course." Next, should Young Master Shen say that the huge amount of money he got came from the casino? β
Shen Xuhuai shook his head helplessly and said, "That's right. He sighed again, and said in a Western philosophy: "Coincidence may be God's way of silently manipulating the world." β
"Since you have made a windfall, ordinary people with little cultural accumulation will choose to buy an enamel with great historical and cultural heritage?"
"To be honest, I'm also wondering." Shen Xuhuai skillfully threw the question back, "But if the customer wants to sell to us, how can there be any reason not to do business." β
"So-where did Zhao Jianfu's things come from?"
Shen Xuhuai shrugged, spread his hands and said innocently: "You may have to ask him yourself." β
Luo Xiaoxiao didn't bother to talk to him anymore, leaned over in front of Sister A and whispered, "Sister? What do you think? β
Luo Qinghe has never said a word, not only because she feels that all this coincidence is too much, but also because she has begun to suspect Shen Xuhuai, and even the Shen family is the master behind the cooperation with Zhang Yi.
The heart turns a thousand times, but the face is not visible, and there is no dew.
Paying attention in his heart, Luo Qinghe got up: "Where are Zhao Ya?" β
When Tang Yi led Luo Qinghe and the others to the room where the family of three was, a quarrel broke out in the room.
A high-pitched female voice shouted, "It's all your faultβ"
"Blame Lao Tzu for what? Blame Lao Tzu for spending money to treat him, right? After the rough male voice disappeared, he didn't know what was happening in the house, but he quietly fell silent.
Shen Xuhuai frowned, Luo Qinghe might not know why their husband and wife quarreled, but as the initiator, he was clear.
Obviously, Luo Qinghe heard it clearly.
His palms were sweating, and he strode past Luo Qinghe's side, ready to push open the door-
"Wait." Luo Qinghe held his hand and glanced at him with a smile, "Shen Dashao, the sound insulation is not good?" β
Her hands were white and delicate, covering Shen Xuhuai's well-defined hands, and her purpose was just to prevent him from pushing open the door and ruining the atmosphere of the conversation inside.
If you can call it a "conversation".
Shen Xuhuai felt an itch on the back of his hand, he paused, and did not withdraw his hand.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, until after confirming that there was no possibility of making any more noise in the house, Luo Qinghe knocked on the door three times politely, signaling that she was coming in.
Tang Yi, who had been following behind them, was staring at the hands of the two in the dark where the crowd couldn't watch. Until they pushed the door in.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Ya's eyes were glued to Luo Qinghe again. This time, due to the dim light in the room, everyone's eyes looked extraordinarily bright.
Luo Xiaoxiao frowned fiercely, just now she noticed Zhao Ya's stupid gaze, and now she is still staring at her sister shamelessly. Just wanted to pull Luo Qinghe to the back, but Zhao Ya clapped his hands and smiled: "Fairy, eyes!" β
As he spoke, he stood up and took two steps crookedly, pointing at Luo Qinghe's eyes alone, and said in a stupid voice: "Golden!" Pretty! β
Wang Shuixian saw that his son was stupid again, and hurriedly pulled him back into his arms and hugged him. But Zhao Ya still clapped his hands vigorously, and smiled: "Eyes! Golden! β
Wang Shuixian didn't care what his son said, only when he was sick again. She gently hugged Zhao Ya's upper body and murmured softly like a baby coaxing a few months.
It's just that Zhao Ya's adult male physique is particularly abrupt here.
Luo Qinghe was surprised, why did the room full of people only say that her eyes were golden? She's never been in the habit of wearing contact lenses.
Luo Xiaoxiao spat at Wang Shuixian fiercely, and scolded angrily: "Take care of your fool, you'd better be careful with me, if he scares my sister, you'll be finished!" β
Wang Shuixian raised her eyebrows when she heard this, but because of the presence of so many people, she was not good at seizures, so she only used her mean triangular eyes to glance at Luo Xiaoxiao fiercely.
Luo Xiaoxiao took a step forward, pointed at Wang Shuixian and said, "You want to stare at it again?" Eyeballs gouge out for you! β
She whispered a warning, "I'm a man of wordsβ"
"Alright, Xiaoxiao." Luo Qinghe spoke up to stop this farce, and she signaled with her eyes that Luo Xiaoxiao would have more opportunities in the future, "Now it's the most important thing to ask about the origin." β
Everyone present, including Luo Qinghe, didn't take the "golden eyes" to heart, and they all acted as a fool's nonsense.
Except for Zhao Ya.
"Auntie, I ask you something." Luo Qinghe looked at Wang Shuixian's old face with obvious nasolabial folds with a smile.
Wang Shuixian subconsciously covered his face, and he didn't care about the son in his arms. After Luo Qinghe smiled at her last time, he was slapped in the face.
Luo Qinghe sneered: "Auntie, don't worry. I just wanted to ask, where did you buy your enamel from? β
Wang Shuixian lowered his eyebrows, and his eyes quickly glanced at Zhao Jianfu next to him.
Luo Qinghe keenly captured this moment, so he turned to the man and asked with a kind face: "Where did the enamel come from?" β
The man's eyes kept nailing to the box at his feet, and when he heard this, he raised his face calmly, and he said, "Zhang Yi bought it." β
Shen Xuhuai watched everything that happened in the house at the door, and he sincerely admired that as long as the money is in place, look, anyone can become an actor.
With this self-contained energy, it's a pity not to be an actor.
Luo Qinghe took a shallow breath, as if he was trying his best to endure impatience. She closed her eyes for a moment, then said in a gloomy tone, "Are you sure?" β
One word at a time, it seemed to use all her strength.
If Zhao Jianfu really insisted that she bought it from Zhang Yi, she would definitely turn the next target to deal with the Shen family.
She was cold, she used to be sincere to good people, but she really betrayed her and hurt her Luo family, not to mention that her father was actually done by him!
Last night, she was still holding on to a bit of luck, but today on this sunny afternoon, she was completely dead.
"I'm sure."