Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"Little smoke!"

Duan Zhenghao shouts and rushes over. He pushes Duan Qingyan away and crouches to get the white jade angel.

The angel's wings are broken, and the mother holding the baby also breaks half of her head. Luo Xiaojing looks at it calmly, and the angel, which has put her countless time and effort into it, becomes a defective product in a twinkling of an eye.

"Xiaoyan, why are you so careless?"

Duan Zhenghao is even more heartbroken. This is the design of Luo Rou, the sculptor of their daughter Luo Xiaojing.

"Dad, I..." Duan Qingyan, who had never been yelled so loudly by Duan Zhenghao, was red in his eyes. His nose was sour and his tears began to wash down. "I, I didn't mean it."

Is it intentional that Luo Xiaojing can see clearly? Duan Qingyan obviously let go on the way.

"I'm sorry, sculptor Lowe." Blinking her tearful eyes, she apologized to Luo Xiaojing again, "I really didn't mean to break it. I don't know if the customization fee has been settled?"

Luo Xiaojing hears that Duan Qingyan is reminding Luo Xiaojing that since the money and goods have been paid, she just broke it. All the customization has nothing to do with her. "It's settled, so Miss Duan doesn't have to apologize."

"Dad." She turned to Duan Zhenghao again with tears in her eyes. "I can see that you like this white suede jade very much. Discuss it with the sculptor Luo, and then customize one with her."

As soon as the remedy comes, Luo Xiaojing hums and wants to clap for Duan Qingyan.

What kind of sculptor can she be? Sometimes this kind of thing is useless, but now Luo Xiaojing wants to use it.

"Miss Duan, you are also a sculptor." Luo Xiaojing's eyes were smiling. It seemed that she was not affected by the broken angel. "When Mr. Duan asked me to customize it, I was a little strange. Miss Duan was a better sculptor than me."

How Duan Qingyan demonstrated, Luo Xiaojing returned it, and the existing sculptors didn't use it. It only shows that Duan Zhenghao doesn't believe Duan Qingyan can carve angels that satisfy him.

"It's so hard to carve. Dad can't bear to let me take the carving knife."

Luo Xiaojing nodded clearly: "so it's not surprising that he didn't enter the final of the sculpture competition."

"You

"It's not necessary to think about it." Without waiting for Duan Qingyan to break out, Luo Xiaojing said, "Miss Duan is the daughter of Duan's family. It's really not suitable for you to fight for talent fairly."

"Luo Xiaojing!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Duan." Glancing over Duan Qingyan's discolored face, she looked at Duan Zhenghao, who was embarrassed, "I'll leave first."

"Carver Luo, wait a minute."

Duan Zhenghao stood up wobbly, holding the broken winged angel, shaking his hand: "this angel is really important to me, can you ask Luo sculptor to help repair it?"

"Dad..."

Why is Luo Xiaojing mending? She is also a sculptor.

"Shut up

Duan Zhenghao was furious, as if someone had taken something from him and Luo Rou, and his pores were on fire.

If Duan Qingyan didn't break the angel, he could find a way to get Luo Xiaojing to carve another one. They didn't get along with each other. Duan Zhenghao didn't know. That's why he was so worried.

Luo Xiaojing suddenly some in the heart can't bear, the next second and hard heart: "Mr. Duan, some things can not be repaired back to the original."

"I know, I just want to..."

"This may be predestined, is painstakingly, does not belong to your thing or does not belong to you."

Duan Zhenghao froze. The broken white jade angel is just like him and Luo Rou, and Luo Xiaojing in front of him. Miss will be a poor life, want to find back to make up will not have a chance, even a sustenance he can not complete.

"Dad, don't be angry. Luo Xiaojing is not the only sculptor. The white suede jade can be repaired."

Duan Qingyan comforts Duan Zhenghao in a soft voice. Luo Xiaojing doesn't want to listen and steps out of his study.

When he comes to the garden, Su Han meets him. Luo Xiaojing almost staggers and grabs Su Han's hand.

"What's the matter, Xiaojing? Why are your hands so cold?"

Luo Xiaojing stabilized: "nothing, Miss Duan broke the white jade angel."

She said relaxed, the bottom of my heart has been a flood, she did not know how to keep calm in the study, she clearly so distressed.

It doesn't matter whether it's Duan Zhenghao's customization. It's his mother's design. She watched Duan Qingyan break it deliberately and couldn't help it.

"How could that be?" Su Han looks to the direction of the study, "Mr. Duan didn't say anything?"

"Want me to fix it."

"What do you say?"

"No."

Surprised to take a breath, Su Han wants to stop. He seems to have guessed the reason for Luo Xiaojing's refusal and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly: "when the work is finished, the customized task will be completed. It's Mr. Duan's business whether he wants to repair it or how he wants to repair it."

With a slight hum, Luo Xiaojing lowered her head: "sorry, Mr. Su, Mr. Duan customized it when I was in your studio. I didn't consider whether the contract indicated after-sales, so I strongly refused.""I'll take care of the after-sales problem. Don't affect your mood."

Every piece of sculpture is the painstaking effort of the sculptor. If it wasn't for his persistence, Luo Xiaojing would not have made it this way with Duan Zhenghao's customization.

When he entered the study, he felt the subtle relationship between Luo Xiaojing and Duan Zhenghao, but he was not a gossip.

"Let's go back. I'll contact Mr. Duan later."

With Su Han on the car, Luo Xiaojing is still unable to recover. Her eyes fall on the antique box with flowers. She sighs deeply.

Hundred flowers should be returned to Duan Zhenghao. Why didn't she give up at that time? If you don't want to be bailed out and you don't want to owe Duan Zhenghao, you can only contact Duan Zhenghao.

It's time to What should I do?

……

Duan house, Duan Qingyan was driven out of the study by Duan Zhenghao.

She didn't expect that Duan Zhenghao would be so angry because of a customization of Luo Xiaojing, which also shows that Duan Zhenghao has plans to abandon her.

"Do you want to give Duan to Luo Xiaojing? It depends on whether I agree or not. "

Swept the poor innocent acting skills in the study, she twisted her waist and went upstairs, went back to the room, turned on the computer, and sent an email to a mailbox.

A few minutes later, the other party gave a reply. Duan Qingyan's eyes lit up and couldn't wait to open the email.

A picture and a page of documents to see her joy, mobile phone out, she called Joe a.

"How are you doing there?"

"A little bit of accident, jingsongfang's trademark..."

"Let go of the trademark. If you don't give Luo Xiaojing some sweetness, how can she put down her guard."

"That Leng Dong Na..."

Duan Qingyan interrupted him in a hard voice: "you don't have to worry about it. Have you watched the people who want you to watch?"

"Of course, no one can find her but me."

"About this month, wait for me."

With that, she hung up the line, her beautiful eyes filled with black fog. I haven't settled the accounts with you yet. Luo Xiaojing, you and I will never die.