Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 95

"I don't know why Mr. Luo is so obsessed with this lot?" The host asked this sentence tremblingly with cold sweat running down his back.

"Is there a problem with taking back the elder's belongings?" Luo Jia's voice was cold, without giving Lin Yuyan any face: "I just don't know why this thing is in Mrs. Lin's hands."

Lin Yuyan stared blankly at Luo Jia, never expecting Luo Jia to ask directly.

Not only that, Luo Jia said "Mrs. Lin", not "Mrs. Gu".

The meaning of this is very intriguing.

Before she could speak, Luo Jia continued: "My lawyer will visit you in person tomorrow, I hope Mrs. Lin can think of a perfect reason." After a pause, Luo Jia's lips curled into a sneer, "After all As far as I know, my mother-in-law didn’t sell it, or it had been in my fiancée’s boudoir until then.”

It was rare for Luo Jia to say such a long series of words in public, but now that he said it, everyone felt a chill down their spines.

"Wait! No one is curious about who Master Luo's fiancee is?"

"Could it be that……"

"Fuck! Goddess Nian is crying!"

Netizens had nothing to do with themselves, they couldn't really feel Luo Jia's anger, but started to gossip about who his fiancée was.

And what about Gu Nian?

She couldn't help it, her eyes were red.

Mother……

I am sorry.

You gave birth to me with all your might.

I can't even look at your things...

I'm so useless...

Luo Jia casually threw the microphone on the table and made a "boom".

He raised his hand and pulled Gu Nian into his arms, patted her on the back, and comforted her in a warm voice: "Okay, I've brought it back, don't cry."

His voice is not too loud, but at this moment, he can only praise the microphone for its excellent sound pickup effect. His voice is still transmitted through the microphone. Although it is not as loud as speaking directly into the microphone, it is still enough for everyone to hear.

Gu Nian's shoulders trembled slightly, and she grabbed Luo Jia's skirt with her small hands, her joints turned white because of too much force.

Yuan Ming glanced at the photographer standing in front of them, and said coldly: "Get lost."

The photographer felt his whole body tremble, and hastily turned his camera elsewhere.

"Brother, why don't you take Niannian away first?" Luo Han suppressed anger in his voice.

Jiang Qingyu finally stopped wandering too far, and took out the mini computer that he carried with him, and quickly operated something with his fingers.

"Take you home, okay?" Luo Jia asked Gu Nian in a warm voice.

After a while, Gu Nian raised her head, looked at the auction that was completely stopped due to the accident on her side, and shook her head: "I won't leave."

Luo Jia saw that her eyes were a little red, but she miraculously didn't have any crying makeup, so she was also relieved. He leaned on the back of the chair indifferently, looked at the host: "Don't you want to continue?"

"Continue, continue..." The host broke out in a cold sweat, and finally recovered his senses at this moment, swallowed quickly, and continued to auction the next item.

Gu Nian sat for a while, then looked up at Yuan Ming's secretary: "Sister, can you come with me to touch up your makeup?"

The girl nodded immediately, stood up first, walked to Gu Nian's side, and bent over to say something to her: "Let's go."

Gu Nian smiled at her gratefully, stood up and walked to the side door with her.

Luo Han watched the girl's movements, and raised his eyebrows towards Yuan Ming: "Yuan Mingqing, the girl you trained has long eyes!"

Yuan Ming didn't answer, but only signaled Luo Han with his eyes, asking him to see Luo Jia.

Luo Han didn't need to look at it at all, he could feel it just by feeling the temperature around him... Because his elder brother was no longer by his side, the air-conditioning was so high!
Jiang Qingyu moved to Gu Nian's seat at this time, tried his best to ignore Luo Jia's cold face, and handed the two-handed computer to Luo Jia: "Brother Jia, look at this."

Luo Jia took it, glanced at it twice and then nodded: "Not bad."

Jiang Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just that it has nothing to do with that person."

"Don't worry, play slowly." Luo Jia raised his hand and loosened his tie. The storm in his eyes had been brewing for a long time, and he didn't know what kind of turbulent waves it would create.

Gu Nian and the secretary entered the lounge, but to her surprise, Xia Qiu was still there.

"Miss Gu? Touch up your makeup, right?" Xia Qiu didn't know what was going on outside. When she saw Gu Nian coming in, she put down the design drawing in her hand and stood up.

But seeing Gu Nian's reddish eyes, Xia Qiu couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong?"

Being bullied?

It doesn't make sense!

Standing behind Gu Nian, the secretary shook her head towards Xiaqiu, signaling her not to ask any more questions, and walked up to him with a smile, "You are the great designer Xia Qiu, right? I am your fan!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she quickly winked at Xia Qiu again, signaling her not to ask again.

Xia Qiu is a smart person, so he didn't talk too much when he saw this. After putting on makeup for Gu Nian, seeing that she didn't plan to leave immediately, he simply took a design drawing and handed it to Gu Nian, laughing and laughing: "Miss Gu, you Look at this, I plan to make it according to your size, when Paris Fashion Week comes, I wonder if you are interested in going to a show?"

Gu Nian was taken aback for a moment, and took a look at the design drawing, and his depressed mood was relieved a little.

"It's so beautiful." Gu Nian's voice was a little astringent.

Xia Qiu smiled lightly: "This is just a preliminary rendering, I think it suits Miss Gu's temperament very well."

Gu Nian smiled and returned the design drawing to her: "I'm an amateur at catwalks, so it would be bad if I ruined your press conference."

Xia Qiu didn't take it, but insisted and said: "I really want Miss Gu to come and go, can you think about it? It's still early, you can think about it slowly."

Gu Nian nodded, and finally came back to her senses, she stood up and said to her, "Thank you."

After speaking, she left the lounge with the secretary.

Xia Qiu looked at the design drawing in his hand, and said helplessly, "I really didn't want to coax you, this is really designed by looking at your photo..."

When Gu Nian and the secretary returned to their seats, her expression had completely recovered, and at this moment, the last dessert was served, and Gu Nian was eating the dessert in a good mood, as if the loss just now was an illusion of everyone.

Gu Nian had had enough desserts, and the charity auction finally came to an end. No one from their table took part in the final group photo, and the group of six left amidst the host's invitation.

As a result, when they went out, the reporters who had waited so long that their necks grew long almost buried them.

(End of this chapter)