Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"I should know."

After Zhou Ya falls down and gets scratched, he calls uncle Yan to take care of him. On the way to the hospital, uncle Yan also asks Zhou ya if she wants to tell Leng Yu about her injury.

At that time, although Zhou Ya didn't speak up, Luo Xiaojing knew that Zhou Ya would not miss this excellent opportunity to stir up the relationship between her and Leng Yu.

"What is to be done?" Su Yue worried to death, "what is the truth? You didn't hurt her."

"She did it herself."

After being narrated by Luo Xiaojing, as soon as the voice fell, Su Yue waved her fist indignantly: "it's really a vicious old witch. She can act and add drama to herself. It's extremely hateful."

If Zhou Ya insults Luo Rou, Luo Xiaojing doesn't say that. If she does, Su Yue will go to Zhou ya now.

"But what if kaolin doesn't believe you?"

Su Yue's worry is not unreasonable. After all, Zhou Ya's injury is real, and the stitches in her palm are also serious.

"It's better to start first. Now call Kaoling yizhihua and tell him that you didn't mean to hurt Mrs. Zhou, so that he can believe you."

"I'm not going to make this call."

The ice water is put back into the refrigerator. Luo Xiaojing walks back to the room and collapses on the sofa. Su Yue pulls her up and scolds her: "my boyfriend's mother really wants respect and humility, but she bullies you. It's not enough to follow you. This time, she finds fault to hurt herself and frame you up. Can't you be tough once?"

"What about hard gas? What about chicken feathers

Luo Xiaojing's rhetorical question suddenly makes Su Yue lose her voice. After thinking about it, she is indignant: "but the little daughter-in-law who was bullied by the evil mother-in-law in the love drama has risen up to resist. How long do you have to endure it? You and Gaoling Yizhi were originally a fashion Romance Drama. She made it into a family ethics drama, and she always came out to make trouble when she was free. You and Gaoling Yizhi will be separated sooner or later. "

Su Yue continues her talk, and Luo Xiaojing takes out her mobile phone at this time.

"Xiaojing, are you finally enlightened?"

No!

She won't take the initiative to call Lengyu. She will wait for Lengyu to call her. What did Zhou ya say to him? She didn't want to care. She wanted to ask if it was what she had guessed.

At the same time, Paris.

"I don't understand why the Royal ornaments insist on adding carving elements? If Mr. Leng can change your original intention, I guarantee that will group and royal decoration will have a very happy cooperation. "

Mr. will, President of will group, called in person. Leng Yu stood in front of the French window and listened patiently.

"Or, we can find a compromise way to replace the carving elements with Chinese style..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. will." Leng Yu interrupted, "if the two sides have different ideas, I don't want to force them, and I can tell you clearly that I will not change my original intention of adding sculpture elements."

"Can Mr. Leng give us another three days to think about it?"

"Yes."

When the phone hung up, Leng Yu raised his hand and rubbed his swollen forehead. Talking about cooperation has always been a tug of war, but this time he was surprisingly impatient.

When the doorbell rang, after opening the door, Xin Yi stood up at the door with her mobile phone.

Covering the receiver, she asked Leng Yu in a low voice: "boss, it's uncle Yan who takes care of his wife. Do you want to answer it?"

So late?

Worried that Zhou Ya has something to do, Leng Yu signals Xinyi to give him his mobile phone and calls uncle Yan through the receiver. He only hears uncle Yan say: "young master, my wife is injured and has four stitches in her palm."

"How could it be so serious?"

"I don't know what happened to her and designer Lo?" On the other side of the receiver, uncle Yan's voice was a little frightened. "I asked my wife, but she didn't say anything and told me not to tell you, but the wound was so deep that I was afraid that if I didn't tell you, I would..."

When Luo Xiaojing's name came out of Uncle Yan's mouth, Leng Yu's mind sank. In a flash, he asked, "how can it hurt like that?"

"There are several pieces of glass in my hand." What Zhou Ya asked him to say, he said, "when sewing, my wife didn't take medicine, she was shocked and hurt, and she also suffered from vertigo."

"I know. You've been working hard these days. Uncle Yan, take good care of her. I'll talk about anything when I go back."

"Yes, young master." As soon as the words changed, uncle Yan sighed again, "young master, what's the matter between you and your wife? You can't sit down and talk about it. You have a reason to like designer Luo. You're right, but now you're easy to be emotional and can't see the shortcomings of designer Luo. Maybe she's really like what my husband said. She's not what you see in private."

Leng Yu's voice was cold: "Uncle Yan, you talk a little more today."

"I'm sorry, young master."

The line is broken in a hurry. Leng Yu listens to the busy sound in the receiver for a long time, and his eyebrows are wrinkled and tightened. The mobile phone turns in the palm of his hand, and then turns again, and finally calls Luo Xiaojing.Every ring, he can not control the tension will be more than one point, in he thought Luo Xiaojing may not answer the phone, there sounded a weak hello.

"Is it disturbing your rest?"

The cold male voice is still the same, but if you listen carefully, you will be mixed with a little bit of care that never happens to Leng Yu. After waiting for a few seconds, you just listen to the other side

"Not yet. I'll wait for your call."

Luo Xiaojing knew Leng Yu would call, but he didn't know when, so he had to wait.

In the past, when in a daze, I never thought that time would be so long, but this time, that kind of suffering made her crazy.

A deep sigh came from the receiver, which is equivalent to a signal to tell Luo Xiaojing that he has learned about Zhou Ya's injury. She knows that Leng Yu's sigh doesn't know how to speak, so it's up to her.

"Mrs. Zhou asked me to meet today. Unexpectedly, there was an accident. She was injured."

"Xiaojing, I'm not calling you to question how she hurt you. I'm just worried that it will affect you. I want to tell you..."

"If you want to tell me, wait until you come back from your business trip." Luo Xiaojing tried to press back the sour feeling in his heart. "Whether you question me or believe Mrs. Zhou, I don't care about anything. Now I can only ask you one thing. I hope you can tell me the truth."

Luo Xiaojing knows what it will mean after asking that sentence. Maybe she and Leng Yu stop at this point, but do you want her to pretend to be stupid? She can't do it!

"My mother, the car accident that happened to Luo Rou, your favorite and most respected sculptor, was it with you Or your family? "