Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Leng Jinghong can be so direct, but let Luo Xiaojing some accident.

Indifferently, she hands the contract back to Su Han, and then looks at Leng Jinghong and says, "in teacher Su's studio, only the guests who come to order have no Leng Yu's second uncle."

With clear eyes and clear eyebrows, Luo Xiaojing's smile is neither haughty nor haughty. Leng Jinghong is in a trance for some reason. When he is distracted, he returns to normal: "but I can't accept that you refuse my customization for that reason."

"I really don't have that high level of carving."

"Miss Su will..."

"And I'm a little sensitive recently, and I can't regard Mr. Leng's customization as ordinary customization."

The direct method is very effective, so like Leng Jinghong, Luo Xiaojing said it directly.

"Mr. Leng asked me to take charge of your carving. Does it really have nothing to do with Leng Yu?"

No matter how slow Rao's mind turns, Luo Xiaojing also sees that this is a trial and a game. If she really only regards Leng Jinghong as a customized customer who likes her carving skills, as she just did, now she has been excited to reconfirm the contract several times and then hide and laugh.

"A little bit, but..."

"I have something else to do. Excuse me, Mr. Leng, Miss Su."

It has been admitted that it has something to do with Leng Yu, but what's the point of saying that? It's just a waste of time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, a sharp drink exploded from behind Luo Xiaojing: "stop!"

"Is Mr. Leng doing anything else?"

"That's your attitude towards customized customers?"

Leng Jinghong's hard questioning reminds Luo Xiaojing of the candid photo she met yesterday. She clenches her hands tightly, but her respectful smile still hangs on her face when she turns around.

"Mr. Leng, I'm just a novice sculptor who has just come into contact with carving. I thank you very much for your interest in me, but I really can't accept your customization if I'm not skilled. I hope you don't embarrass me."

Leng Jinghong calmly looked at her: "Miss Luo, I remember I said before that I was on your side."

"I remember."

"But you not only refused my kindness, but also trampled under your feet." Leng Jinghong's vision was a little more distant. "Do you really think these customization are my customization? In fact, this is what Leng Yu's mother wanted Duan Qingyan to carve. I said a lot of good things for you in front of her, and she agreed to let you have a try. Can you not only refuse, but also refuse so thoroughly? Not only let my efforts in vain, you also personally sent away the opportunity to let Zhou Ya change her prejudice towards you. "

Luo Xiaojing bowed his head and hooked his lips: "thank you, Mr. Leng, but I don't need this opportunity."

"You

She stubbornly raised her head, word by word: "if I had not experienced yesterday's things, I might believe that she would give me the opportunity to accept me, but now..."

After a pause, her palm is still tightly clenched: "Mr. Leng, I thank you for fighting for me, but I know very well in my heart that even if I can surpass Mr. Su's carving skills, I can't win Mrs. Zhou's favor, because I am Luo Xiaojing. As long as I am Luo Xiaojing, she will never accept me."

"Backbone is not worth money. If you want to marry Leng Yu, you have to make efforts." Leng Jinghong said and stood up, "take care of yourself, Luo Xiaojing. Now I understand why my sister-in-law hates you."

When the door is slammed heavily, Leng Jinghong uses a loud voice to vent his resentment. Luo Xiaojing stands in the same place, and his grip is finally relaxed, but his face is white and frightening.

"Xiaojing..." Su Han called her softly, "I'm sorry. I think it's easy for me to think that Leng Dong is really here."

Looking at Luo Xiaojing crying at any time, Su Han sighed again: "when Leng Dong pointed out that he wanted you to carve, I was still happy for you. I didn't expect that..."

"I'm fine, Miss Su." After sniffing, Luo Xiaojing pressed down the sour feeling on his eyes. "I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. I've lost a big order to the studio."

"If I were you, I don't want to have too much money to do with Lengjia." Su Han is not easy to say too much, "go and have a rest. Oh, by the way, I have a cocktail party to attend tonight, so today's evening class is moved to Saturday."

"Good teacher su."

Out of the office, she went to the corner of the studio, back against the wall for a long time, then returned to the carving room.

Luo Xiaojing thinks that Zhou Ya is like this at most. Unexpectedly, that night, she receives a call from Zhou ya.

Arrive at the appointed coffee shop ten minutes in advance. Zhou Ya has arrived.

No one disturb the corner, in front of the lady gracefully holding a coffee cup, light sipped, leisurely put down.

"Miss Luo, you should know why I asked you out today?"

In fact, Luo Xiaojing never dares to take a close look at what Zhou Ya Chang looks like. The first close-up shows her that Leng Yu's occasional tenderness is actually inherited from Zhou ya.

Tell yourself not to be nervous, she slowly picked up the coffee cup: "certainly not to buy me a cup of coffee.""Now that you know, Miss law, I'll make a long story short." With that, she took out a stack of documents from her bag and pushed them to Luo Xiaojing's hand, "you have a look at this first."

Open, is the housing property rights agreement, she lengxia: "Mrs. Zhou, what does this mean."

"From today on, this villa will be yours."

Strange location, vaguely reminds her that it is another rich area in the city, the eyes swept to the villa area, Luo Xiaojing endure the bottom of the heart waves pushed back the agreement: "Mrs. Zhou, the price of this luxury house, I can't earn in my life, I want to buy it in the past, more won't want others to give it."

"I wish you knew." Low spit out a, Zhou Ya eye ground sneer more obvious, "since you have self-knowledge, so you should know I don't like you and cold Yu live together."

"Does Mrs. Zhou want me to move here?"

"Yes."

"I will move out of Nanyuan, but not to this villa, but to my own home."

"When?"

"Wait for Leng Yu to nod."

Zhou Ya sneered: "designer Luo, don't play in front of me. Leng Yu is obedient to you now. You promise me that you will move out of Nanyuan as soon as possible. You tell Leng Yu that you want to be with him every day. Do you think I can't see it?"

Luo Xiaojing has long understood her malicious speculation. She knows that the explanation is useless, but she still wants to explain: "Mrs. Zhou, if it wasn't for Leng Yu's business trip, I think I would have moved out of Nanyuan."

"Forget it." Zhou Ya picks eyebrow to disdain of looking at her, "you this kind of woman I see of many, hard just climb of Gao Zhi, how can easily let go?"