Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Time in a moment static, huge shock even let Zhou Ya forget what breathing is.

How could Luo Xiaojing know? How much did she know? She recognized her, didn't she?

Many years ago, the scene that Luo Xiaojing yelled at her at the top of her voice will never be forgotten by Zhou ya. Under her delicate makeup, her face looks like ashes, and the fear of coming back completely envelops her.

"Designer Luo, it's too important for you to think about yourself. Leng Yu didn't meet you in the past, and I don't want Leng Yu to meet you again in the future."

But she can't say, a word can't reveal, no matter how Luo Xiaojing asked, her answer will be don't know.

"All right." Zhou Ya refused to say, and Luo Xiaojing would not reluctantly. She looked down at the contract again and said, "but I remember when Leng Yu asked you why you had to be Duan Qingyan at the celebration banquet, you said it was Duan Qingyan who helped him out of the shadow."

Zhou ya, who had just calmed down, was flustered again: "I, did I say that?"

"Maybe not, but Leng Yu's answer at that time was, have you ever thought of another person? Because we have nothing left for her, you don't feel guilty after all these years? "

It seems that the truth concealed by Leng Yu and Zhou Ya is getting closer and closer. Luo Xiaojing tears up the contract little by little and continues: "Mrs. Zhou, anyone you are can be Leng Yu's girlfriend, but it can't be me. Leng Yu would rather break with you than me. It's already so obvious. Do you really think that I can be convinced by your prevarication? "

"It's the imagination of designers."

"Luo Rou is Leng Yu's favorite female sculptor."

Two voices sounded at the same time, the first to stay is Zhou ya.

"Many years ago, the female sculptor Luo Rou was killed in a car accident. Many years later, you stopped the woman with Leng Yu. Her name is Luo Xiaojing."

The contract is torn to pieces. Luo Xiaojing moves his cold hand and looks at Zhou Ya lightly: "Mrs. Zhou, does it really matter?"

"No, I said no!"

Zhou Ya's sharp voice is like a normal person who suddenly turns into a madman. Luo Xiaojing stands up silently and holds the table with one hand: "sorry, madam Zhou, I won't sign the contract. I won't leave Lengyu until you won't tell me the truth."

Politely pulling out a smile, Luo Xiaojing turns around and leaves. In fact, all her strength can't support her, but she tells herself that every step should be free and easy.

Don't want to just go to the stairs, Zhou Ya will catch up.

"Designer Luo, if the whole Royal ornament can't satisfy you, you can add weight. Why bother to make up a bitter story and make yourself a heroine?"

Luo Xiaojing's body shape, did not wait to turn around, just listen to Zhou Ya is ridiculed: "or your appetite is too big, Royal ornaments and plus weight can not meet you, or you really want is the cold home hostess position, so I give those things in your eyes is not worth a cent."

He told himself that he must not be affected at all. Luo Xiaojing stepped up and walked again. As soon as he stepped out, the female voice began to appear again.

"Designer Luo, I heard that you are a single parent and your mother brought you up by herself. It is said that she was unmarried and pregnant first. Originally, she wanted to marry into a rich family with a strong stomach, but she didn't expect that the calculation didn't start, so she gave birth to you secretly."

"What did you say?"

Tieqing turns around with her face. Luo Xiaojing can't help it. How can Zhou Ya slander her and insult her? But she can't allow Zhou ya to insult her mother.

"It's easy to check you. It's all Luo Meili told me. You don't know who Luo Meili is, do you?"

Seeing that Luo Xiaojing's momentum suddenly weakened a lot, Zhou Ya chuckled: "but you learn a lot like your mother's style in those days. First, you enter the Royal ornament, then you hook Leng Yu, and then you live together unmarried. I think you'll play a trick in the near future. You can marry Leng Yu in a proper way. If Leng Yu doesn't want to marry you, you can marry her now In the heat, you can make Leng Yu a heartbreaker, and then you can get what you want. "

"Please pay attention to your words, Mrs. Zhou."

As if hearing the world's jokes, Zhou Ya laughed more wantonly: "what else should I pay attention to with a shameless girl like you? You are worse than your mother in those years. Your mother is shameless, and your daughter is shameless."

"Shut up

Luo Xiaojing's reason is burned out by her anger. Unconsciously, she rushes forward to Zhou ya. Frightened by the burning flame under her eyes, Zhou Ya quickly retreats.

As soon as she stepped in and out, she felt soft at her feet. Unfortunately, she was tripped by the waiter coming behind her. Zhou Ya fell down with the tray in the waiter's hand, and her hand to keep her balance was also on the broken glass.

"Pain, so pain, ah, my hand!"

"Mrs. Zhou..."

No one thought of the unexpected accident. Luo Xiaojing quickly reached out to help her. Zhou Yaheng gave her a look, raised her hand and looked at the wound in her palm. She said with pain: "designer Luo, if I tell Lengyu that you pushed me to get hurt, who do you think Lengyu will believe?"……

When Su Yue, who heard the knock, opened the door and saw that the person standing at the door was Luo Xiaojing, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"Xiaojing? I'm not hallucinating, am I? "

"It's not an illusion." Luo Xiaojing stretched out her finger and shook it in front of Su Yue's eyes. "Can you take me in tonight?"

"Of course."

Wandering soul into the general, Luo Xiaojing first to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, take out the largest bottle of ice water, she looked up to fill.

"What's the matter? If you drink something so cold, you will fall in love with the toilet King tomorrow." Su Yue rushes up to grab it. As soon as her sight sweeps, she sees the blood on Luo Xiaojing's body. "God, where's the blood coming from? Are you hurt? "

At the same time, she touched Luo Xiaojing with worried hands. She dodged weakly: "this blood is not mine, it's Mrs. Zhou's

"From the great mother?"

"Yes, she..."

Su Yue covered her lips and exclaimed, "did you kill her?"

Luo Xiaojing didn't know how to answer the second disease she had committed. She looked at Su Yue for a long time like a monster: "it's Mrs. Zhou who is injured."

"You didn't hurt it, did you?"

"It's not true, but she will tell Leng Yu that I hurt her."

"Well Is the injury serious? "

"Four stitches in the palm."

Su Yue's open mouth is enough to put a fist into it. After staring at Luo Xiaojing for a long time, she closes her mouth and opens it carefully: "what should I do now? Do you know about kaolin flowe