Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 121 Qingqing, let's go home

Later, Wen Qing went down to meet Mr. Luo under the leadership of Luo Chaosheng.

When the old man saw these two people, he was very angry. He didn't expect that he had been all-powerful for half his life, and finally he was deceived by his son.

He has educated him for more than 20 years, more than 20 years, told him to be a gentleman, how did he become like this without blushing when he lies now!
He even opened his mouth to lie to his own father!
But in spite of his anger, he still asked to have a private conversation with Wen Qing.

Luo Chaosheng was unwilling, Wen Qing took the initiative to persuade him to stay where he was, and went into the study with Mr. Luo.

"I still say that, I can't think of what he likes about you."

Mr. Luo squinted his eyes, and his tone was still bad.

Wen Qing smiled slightly, narrowed her almond eyes, and said in a sweet tone: "The relationship between people is not an item of your auction house, and cannot be measured by the word value in the worldly sense."

Mr. Luo sneered: "Sharp teeth, is this the way you talk to elders?"

Wen Qing is very honest: "The emotional interaction between people is mutual. I will treat him as others treat me. This is a habit I have developed over the years."

The implication is that Mr. Luo was rude first, and she confronted him.

Mr. Luo covered his chest angrily, and glared at Wen Qing: "You came in to talk with me just to make me mad?"

Wen Qing shrugged, her expression rarely became serious.

"No, the reason why I came here is to preach to you."

Mr. Luo looked at her sullenly.

Wen Qing winked at him: "Haven't you always been curious about what A Luo likes about me?"

She smiled slightly: "To be honest, I was also very puzzled by this."

"After all, in the ten years before I became a partner with him... He is also a teacher and a friend, a brother and a father, but he is not like a lover."

Mr. Luo never thought that Wen Qing would comment on his son like this. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Qing seriously, waiting to hear her next words.

The corners of Wen Qing's lips curled into a shallow smile, very shallow and soft, her eyes floated in the air, lost in memories.

"I was also surprised when I learned that he resolutely chose me between me and you."

Mr. Luo's face turned dark, but for some reason, although he was always angry, his heart was always calm, far from the point where he needed to take medicine.

"The main thing is, don't talk nonsense here!"

Wen Qing focused her eyes, curled her lips: "What an unlovable old man."

Mr. Luo: "!!!"

He had anger written all over his face.

Although it is too much to describe an old man as cute, it is even more too much not to be cute.

In the next second, Wen Qing said lightly: "Probably because in the past years, every memorable time that belonged to him that you didn't care about, I was there."

This is her answer to Mr. Luo.

After hearing her words, Mr. Luo's angry face suddenly fell silent.

The gray-haired old man looked at Wen Qing cautiously for a while, and then remained silent for a while.

After a long time, he sighed deeply, and said tiredly, "If I had known today, I shouldn't have allowed him to have so much contact with you."

Wen Qing also sighed quietly: "Actually, I talked a lot with Sonny that day. I already know what kind of business the Luo family is really doing, and I can also understand how you want to match him and Tania."

For the first time, Mr. Luo took off his glasses, revealing a pair of menacing eyes, and said slowly and seriously, "You know?"

Wen Qing nodded, her eyes calm: "Got it."

Mr. Luo frowned deeply: "You really know?"

Wen Qing gave him a positive look: "I really know."

Mr. Luo took a deep breath: "Then you still pay?"

Wen Qing sighed lightly: "I thought about giving up."

Mr. Luo was startled, his expression became complicated.

A wry smile appeared on Wen Qing's face, she tilted her head to look out the window: "On the day in the wine cellar, I made a bet with myself."

"I missed his birthday for five years. In the sixth year, I traveled thousands of miles to France. If I still miss it, it means that we really have no destiny."

"I bet whether I will see him before the end of July 7.26 in Shanghai. If so, I will continue with him."

"If not, I will leave as I promised you, forget everything about Paris, and never come here again."

Wen Qing's tone was very light, but Mr. Luo's expression was complicated. Although he didn't like Wen Qing very much, he drove her away, and she voluntarily gave up his son. Those are two different situations.

He couldn't help defending his son with a sullen face.

"However, you may never meet a man as good as my son again."

Wen Qing curled her lower lip mockingly, looked at Mr. Luo with ice in her almond eyes, her tone was cold.

"What's the use of being good? Other women only need to worry about whether their husband will cheat when they get married. If I marry him, I have to always worry about whether I will be widowed."

Mr. Luo: "..."

It seems that Wen Qing really knows everything about the Luo family, and he has a headache.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and her expression softened for a moment: "But fortunately, he is really..."

She tried hard to think of a suitable word, and smiled with a low eyebrow: "It makes people feel distressed."

Mr. Luo was startled, Wen Qing fixedly looked at him, curled her lips like a little devil: "If I told him that I took you [-] million and promised you to leave him, how do you think he would react?"

Mr. Luo thought about his useless son, took a deep breath, and finally reached for his medicine bottle with trembling hands.

Because his hands were trembling all the time, he couldn't even unscrew the mouth of the bottle. Wen Qing kindly helped him open the bottle and handed it back.

Mr. Luo poured out the medicine and was about to chew it dry, but Wen Qing poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.

He was silent for a while, took it, and drank it.

"Miss Wen, this hypothesis is not valid." Swallowing the pill, he said slowly in an old voice.

"Do you know what Rock's net profit was last month?"

Wen Qing looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue.

Mr. Luo said indifferently: "60 billion. Our monthly turnover is 60 billion. This is just an ordinary month, not a peak season. Even if I want to buy you with money, I won't just give you [-] million."

Wen Qing suppressed her thumping heart forcibly, trying to maintain her composure: "That's nothing, you said it, this is Rockwell's profit, it belongs to the company's property, and it won't all go into your pocket."

Mr. Luo opened his eyelids and glanced at her, then nodded lightly: "Indeed, the Luo family can't get that much."

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, Mr. Luo's tone was still downplaying.

"The ones we can get are in the early 59s..."

Wen Qing: "..."

Woohoo, I see, this is the ugly face of capitalists!
She felt that she might also need to take a quick-acting Jiuxin Pill to save her little heart that was beating wildly.

What's going on, she's not such a money lover, what's going on with her.

But... who would think that they have too much money...

Woohoo, she finally understood what happened to A Luo's previous gift-giving method that seemed to buy things without money.

When she walked out of Mr. Luo's study with a card, Wen Qing seemed to be stepping on cotton, her whole body was unbelievable and peaceful.

Luo Chaosheng saw that her expression was wrong, stepped forward to hold her hand, clasped Wen Qing's ten fingers, looked into her eyes, and met her eyes.

"What happened? What did he tell you?"

Wen Qing tremblingly took out the card: "Uncle... He gave me 50 billion."

Luo Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his brows angrily, and said in a sharp tone: "It's too much! He insulted you with money, I'll go find him right away!"

Wen Qing grabbed his sleeve behind him and called him to stop, her eyes were weak, and she whispered softly: "Ah Luo...don't..."

Luo Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with complicated eyes: "Qingqing, you won't..."

Wen Qing nodded with a sad face: "I was moved by him."

Luo Chaosheng's face turned dark immediately, and he took her hand to take her into the study, afraid that Wen Qing would really give up on him for money, flustered in his heart, and confessed indiscriminately: "You like money, I'll give it to you , This amount is also my monthly income, I am not short of this, let's go and return this card to him!"

Wen Qing was dumbfounded on the spot, and then looking at Luo Chaosheng's eyes, some pink bubbles appeared out of thin air.

handsome.

How come I didn't realize this man was so handsome before.

Woohoo, my heart beats so fast.

Damn, it's a heart-pounding feeling!
Luo Chaosheng wanted to take someone away, but found that Wen Qing was standing there without moving. He was stunned for a moment, and the heat all over his body suddenly cooled down.

He looked at Wen Qing with calm eyes, and as his expression condensed, his tone also cooled down.

"Wen Qing, come with me."

It was rare to be called by his full name once. It seemed that this man was really angry, but the strength he pulled on Wen Qing's wrist was still very light, and he would not hurt her, let alone hurt her.

Wen Qing suddenly didn't intend to tease this person anymore, she looked up at him, smiled slightly, her almond eyes sparkled.

"Alo, you are wrong. This money is a gift money from Uncle Luo. He said, let's use this money to hold a decent wedding."

Luo Chaosheng was stunned, his expression that was cold just now turned into a little dazed.

Wen Qing smiled and tilted her head at him: "But...after our friendly exchange just now..."

She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around his waist, and looked up at him: "Ah Luo, according to our Chinese practice, after you get married, your salary has to be handed over, right?"

Luo Chaosheng: "..."

Wen Qing smiled and looked at him with big watery eyes in his arms: "Or, you want to take me to a pre-marital property notarization?"

It was only this time that Luo Chaosheng came to his senses. He lowered his head, held his little girl's white and tender face and kissed him fiercely: "Qingqing, did you deliberately mislead me just now?"

Wen Qing blinked playfully, recalling the last words that Mr. Xia Luo had said to her in her mind.

"Miss Wen, the old man knows his body well, and I'm afraid time is running out. Since my son loves you so much, and you are willing to stay by his side, please, in the days to come, be as good as I was before As always, accompany him and go on.”

It's not that Mr. Luo doesn't love Luo Chaosheng, it's just that there are too many deep things hidden in his love for him.

Those things include his love and hatred for Luo Chaosheng's mother, but also his... hatred for the self who didn't know how to cherish when he was young.

So these years, he has rarely gotten along with Luo Chaosheng, but he has been working hard to cultivate him into a person completely different from himself.

So far, he seems to have succeeded.

Back then, part of the reason why Luo Chaosheng's mother wanted to leave so stubbornly was because the other half of the Luo family couldn't do business under the sun.

He was afraid that Wen Qing would do the same, so he tested Wen Qing, but he didn't expect that Wen Qing had already made her own choice.

That being the case, why should he be stubborn?
The word love is the most difficult to understand.

Only the emotional person himself can know what is going on.

The world, after all, belongs to young people.

He won't grow into enemies with his son in his old age.

……

Memories faded, Wen Qing quietly looked at the man in front of her with clear brows and eyes, carrying the sun on his back, as if his body was shining faintly, her eyes also radiated a warm light: "I didn't, I just said that my uncle gave me money , the rest is your own wild imagination!"

She smiled sweetly: "Ah Luo, you haven't answered my question yet, do you want to take me to a property notarization?"

Luo Chaosheng held her face again and kissed her lips heavily: "Property notarization? What is that? Why did you do that?"

Wen Qing blinked: "But if the divorce is not notarized, I will give away half of your wealth~"

Luo Chao chuckled lightly, his dark eyes locked on her tightly, and the hands around her waist became more intense, making people get closer to his arms: "Qingqing, who do you think you are going to marry? Divorce?" ? I will not give you this chance."

Wen Qing nodded in agreement, and spread her small white hand in front of him: "I also think that there is no need for a family to talk about two different things. If this is the case, bring it."

Luo Chaosheng raised his eyebrows: "What are you taking?"

Wen Qing looked serious: "Your salary card, and your private money~"

He decisively took her and turned around: "There is too much money, which needs to be stored in many different banks, and most of them have been replaced by mines. Cards and title certificates are piled up in the vault. I will take you to get them."

Vault, she had heard of safes and safes before, but this was the first time she heard such a new word as vault.

Wen Qing's eyes sparkled, and a beautiful enjoyment surfaced: "A lot? If it is pulled by a truck, how many cars will it take? If I move them all back to Shanghai, how long will it take? Do you mind?"

Luo Chaosheng helped her think carefully, and replied in a gentle voice: "From here to Shanghai, there is a high probability that it can only be transported by air. Your transport speed plus their growth rate, plus the plane cannot take off due to bad weather The possibility, about half a year, should be able to complete."

Wen Qing: "..."

In fact, she was just teasing him, but he answered all aspects and considered all aspects, worthy of being her Arlo.

Thinking of this, she chuckled, and under Luo Chaosheng's puzzled gaze, she stopped him from going out.

"There's no rush, before that..." She shook the card in her hand, her eyes were gentle: "Would you like to chat with your father first? After all, he just paid the bride price for you."

……

It was dusk when Luo Chaosheng walked out of the study, his little girl was sitting on a clean ground with her back facing him, leaning her face to enjoy the sunset.

Against the backdrop of the fiery red sunset, her side face looked quiet and soft. When she heard his footsteps, she looked back and smiled two dimples.

Just like in the past ten years, she sat in front of his house countless times, waiting for those moments when he came back.

"Alo."

Luo Chaosheng pursed his lips and held out his hand to her.

"Qingqing, let's go home."

　Regarding the conversation between Mr. Luo and A Luo, let's make a guess.Most likely:

　　Mr. Luo: Son, you won't be paid this month, and you know the reason.

　　Arlo: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)