Chapter 4 Black Rose

"Mr. Li also confessed that he hopes that Ms. Luo can cook delicious dishes that are exactly the same as these meals next time, no matter in appearance or taste." Leftovers made before Loman Creek was gone.

Luo Manxi kept staring at the black rose, completely ignoring the delicious food on the table, and didn't listen to what the waiter told him later.

The flower language of black roses - hate!
He hates her?
why!
Is it because when she was a child, she threw his shoes in the trash can, soiled and cut his clothes, or scribbled on his new book... these childish pranks?Then his mind is too narrow.He has divided her only father's love away, so why not let her lose her temper?
Luomanxi didn't eat the delicious food prepared by the three-star Michelin chef Li Zimo ordered for her. She didn't even know what he ordered for her. She just took the black rose and took a taxi with her body and mind exhausted. The car left Queens Holiday.

……

Luoyuan——

The heavy golden nanmu gate slowly opened, and a magnificent mansion like a picture scroll appeared in front of Luomanxi.

She has grown up here since she was born, and knows everything in this manor like the back of her hand.For example, this golden nanmu gate has a history of a hundred years, with dragon patterns engraved on it and gilded copper nails. It was once the main gate of a certain prince's mansion.The ebony plaque on the door is engraved with two big characters of Luoyuan, flying and dancing, and these two characters are from the hand of Zhang Zhao, a famous calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty, and there is a signature on the lower left.

Her father once told her that when she grows up, he will retire to the old house in the country to take care of her. At that time, she will be the owner of this Luoyuan.

Now, the manor has been robbed by her uncle, and it has changed hands.

Anger flickered in tired eyes.But soon, that smear of anger was covered up again, and calm was restored.Even the tired expression is restrained, making it difficult to see her true appearance.

The directors who later filmed often praised her for her acting talent, but they didn't know that since her father passed away, she had been making a living in acting every day, and acting had become a protective instinct.

……

In the resplendent and luxurious living room, several people are drinking tea and chatting.

"Father, I also want to be a star like my sister." Luo Qianqian acted like a baby to the lean middle-aged man who was drinking tea on the main sofa while eating ice cream.

And this middle-aged man was Luo Manxi's uncle Luo Jianli.

Luo Jianli didn't have time to speak. Sitting on the sofa opposite Luo Qianqian, a fat woman with heavy makeup said disdainfully, "Actors are not as good as prostitutes. She doesn't want to be a daughter. She is willing to degenerate. You can learn from her."

"Auntie, those are all the old-fashioned thoughts of your life. Now celebrities are high above the top, and the annual income of popular celebrities is calculated at nine figures. Of course, I am not a celebrity because of money, but because I want to be known by everyone." The feeling of holding it. Qianqian—Qianqian—I love you, I adore you so much, I want to be your die-hard fan for the rest of my life... Wow, that feeling is really fulfilling!" Luo Qianqian said Then he fell into self-fantasy, with a longing look on his face.

Luo Jianli glanced at her, and said to the fat woman, "Meiting, I heard you found a fatty liver?"

(End of this chapter)

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