Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Yu Guang inadvertently sweeps, Luo Xiaojing sees the hand that Leng Yu clenches together.

She seems to have guessed why Leng Yu appears flustered. Although he came out of his mother's car accident, that bad memory will still turn into a thorn and stir when others mention Luo rou.

Can mention all mention, Luo Xiaojing hard also hard not to go back, so exhibition Yan a smile: "should be I think more."

"You didn't."

At the moment when the cold voice sounded, Luo Xiaojing was stunned for a moment. Leng Yuming could avoid this topic, but he didn't.

"Do you want to ask me, second uncle and teacher Luo not only know each other, but also know each other very well?"

Luo Xiaojing looked at him for a moment, wanted to deny, and was staring back at him: "how do you know everything?"

"I don't know everything." Leng Yu deliberately stopped, "in fact, I was also investigating Duan Zhenghao when I found that the second uncle had been in that training class."

"What?" Luo Xiaojing did not expect, "that is to say, Duan Zhenghao, mom, and your second uncle used to be classmates?"

"Yes."

"Then you..." Luo Xiaojing wants to ask Leng Yu why didn't you tell me earlier, and then she realizes that she has no right to ask Leng Yu.

"That's all I know." Leng Yu slowly leans to the back of the chair. Just now, he is in a little flustered. It seems that he is just the illusion of Luo Xiaojing. "For the rest, he can only ask the second uncle."

Thinking of the business card Leng Jinghong left her, Luo Xiaojing looked down at the desk and said, "I just don't understand why you all want me to open my own carving studio."

If what Duan Zhenghao said to her was true and Leng Jinghong didn't lie, then Leng Jinghong would know that his mother and Duan Zhenghao had been lovers.

Then Leng Jinghong is more than Leng Yu's second uncle.

Maybe he knows, maybe there is another possibility, that is

Luo Xiaojing is shocked. Another one may frighten her. It won't be so bloody. Her relationship with Leng Yu will never be so bloody.

"Because we all see your sculptors and know that you are the daughter and only apprentice of teacher Luo."

Leng Yu's reply brings back Luo Xiaojing's thought of deviating from the track. She nods: "but at present, my main energy is still carving competition."

Tension in the string between the two loosened a little, Leng Yu smile: "audition works have been handed in?"

Luo Xiaojing's face suddenly collapsed: "not yet."

"Is little a faster than you?"

Luo Xiaojing doesn't know what kind of evil taste Leng Yu has.

"It's not because of your suggestion that smaller carvings and openwork will have an advantage."

The advantages are relative. The smaller the size, the better the carving skills.

Leng Yu hooked his lips: "that's because you're too demanding of yourself."

But Leng Yu, Luo Xiaojing can only turn grief and anger into food. After dinner, Leng Yu doesn't stay and goes back to the next room.

When the door closed, everything seemed to return to the origin. Luo Xiaojing shuffled back and sat by the bed staring at the messy cabinet she had just turned over. Leng Yu, separated by a wall, also turned on the computer to click on the latest email.

"I'm sorry boss, about Mr. Luo and Mr. Leng Dong, it's confirmed that they are classmates in further study, there are only so many."

What surprised Leng Yu was a photo in Duan Zhenghao's materials last time. In the middle of the photo, Zhenghao and Luo Rou were holding a sculpture. Behind them, Leng Jinghong was standing.

If this picture appeared in other places, no one would have noticed Leng Jinghong, but it happened that he turned to Leng Yu.

The reason why he can recognize it at a glance is that after the incident, he rearranged his father's photos, many of which were taken by his father and Leng Jinghong when they were young. Leng Yu still remembers Leng Jinghong's face when he was young.

However, Leng Jinghong never mentioned that he had studied in the Academy of fine arts, let alone Zhou ya.

Like that, it was deliberately erased. Except for Leng Jinghong, Leng Yu didn't expect anyone else to do it.

So why did Leng Jinghong do it?

"Check again and start with Duan Zhenghao."

After clicking send, Leng Yu closes the computer. In fact, he has a faster way to ask Leng Jinghong directly.

Take out the mobile phone in the palm to turn a few circles, Leng Yu hesitated again.

It involves too much. If it's so direct now, he's afraid that he can't cope with what's going to happen next, and there's no solution to another headache for him.

He sat up fiercely. He opened his mobile phone, opened his microblog, and opened the private message dialog box with jingsongfang.

Mr. Y: "can I customize a group of sculptures with you?"

After the message is sent, Leng Yu is waiting nervously. The fingers of his hands are on the mobile phone. Just when he thinks Luo Xiaojing won't reply, a line of words pops up.Jingsongfang: "sorry, I can't at present."

When Leng Yu first tried to talk about sculpture, Luo Xiaojing denied it. Now everyone knows that she is Luo Rou's daughter and a sculptor of abundant life. She also opened a Jingsong workshop, but she can't deny it.

Mr. Y: "about when?"

Jingsongfang: "is it urgent?"

Y Jun: "send her."

She said who, Luo Xiaojing is very clear, turned over, her little gossip for a while: "won't make a conflict again?"

From the beginning, the topic between her and Mr. y revolved around her. This time, she naturally took the right seat.

Mr. Y: "it's more headache than conflict."

Jingsongfang: "she also likes carving? So you want to customize a set of sculptures for her to comfort her for a while? "

Mr. Y: "it's a bit complicated to say."

The topic has deviated, Luo Xiaojing didn't notice: "because I have a very important carving task for me now, so I can't accept your customization for the moment, but I can help you analyze it, or come up with some ideas that don't count."

Y Jun: "I don't understand. Why does she like me so much that she just refuses to get back together?"

Luo Xiaojing thought seriously: "are you sure she still likes you?"

Mr. Y: "sure."

Jingsongfang: "does she have a compelling reason?"

Mr. Y: "No."

Luo Xiaojing has never been an emotional expert, but as a woman, she still knows some women's Thoughts: "maybe you don't work hard enough."

Y Jun: "I almost took out my heart and gave it to her."

Luo Xiaojing chuckles. In her several chats with y Jun, she can feel that the real y Jun should be a calm and introverted man. Her heart comes out. If this kind of words can be said from his mouth, she must be forced to do nothing.

Jingsongfang: "what's the alternative? For example, we should focus on anti-corruption