In the villa
The atmosphere was very gloomy.
Xiao Lin looked at the European clock from time to time. She suppressed her anxiety and said cautiously, "Maybe Miss Luo will have to work overtime today."
Before, they had the driver take Luo Xiaoyi to work, but today Luo Xiaoyi didn't let the driver take him there.
Otherwise she wouldn't have to be so anxious.
Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, they have been heated again and again, and the color of the dishes has changed from green to green and yellow.
These dishes were made by the young master himself under the guidance of the chef. Even the housekeeper who had worked in the Leng family for decades said that this was the first time he saw the young master cooking.
The young master's hands are used to sign contracts worth hundreds of millions.
His battlefield should be a shopping mall where intrigues and interests come first.
Now he is washing his hands and making soup for Luo Xiaoyi, which is great and touching.
But Luo Xiaoyi hasn't come back yet.
At this moment, Leng Muchiao's phone rang.
That was the call from Assistant Qin Yanzhi.
Leng Muchiao answered the call without any hesitation.
"Mr. Leng, I don't know if Miss Luo is back. We, Mr. Qin, are not worried. We originally planned to send her back, but she took Zhong Mao's information and left. It seems that with this information, she can wake up Zhong Mao. She He looked like he was walking in a hurry."
A few simple words let Leng Muxiao know that Luo Xiaoyi had met Qin Yanzhi, and that the reason why she had not come back was because she got Zhong Mao's information and went to find Zhong Mao.
Xiao Lin didn't know who made the call. She looked at Leng Muchiao's expression and her expression was visibly changing.
Now the gloom is stained with frost.
Leng Muchiao cut off the phone, and the veins popped out in the hand holding the phone.
She promised him that she would come back soon.
But as soon as there was anything related to Zhong Mao, she flew over, forgetting that he was waiting here.
This is what it feels like to be forgotten.
Angry and depressed at the same time.
The four dishes and one soup in front of him seemed to be mocking him.
No matter how much he did, he could never compare to the man who saved her five years ago and couldn't compete with her Bai Yueguang.
He was so arrogant that he couldn't bear this insult.
The carefully prepared dishes were like reminding him of how much he failed and how little Luo Xiaoyi didn't care about him.
"Pour it out, pour it all out for me."
He didn't want to look at it again.
Leng Muchiao roared angrily, and Xiao Lin was startled. He originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Leng Muchiao's gloomy eyes, he couldn't say anything.
The servants quickly took it out and poured it out.
Leng Muchiao went straight upstairs, not wanting to linger for a moment.
She won't be back so soon anyway.
When Luo Xiaoyi returned to the villa, it was already past nine o'clock.
There was a traffic accident on the road and it was stuck for a long time.
As soon as she entered, she found that the house was empty. The usual servants might have finished get off work.
Luo Xiaoyi was hungry and wanted to get something to eat in the kitchen, but Ge Ling just called.
The things she asked Ge Ling to do before were completed, and Ge Ling even sent a check.
I thought it was quite a lot of money, and it would be bad if it disappeared.
She made some powder first, and it would be just right when she gave the check to Leng Muchiao and then came back to cook it.
She went to the room and picked up the envelope sent by Ge Ling, and when she opened it, there was a check for 50 million.
At this time, Leng Muchiao was most likely in the study.
Luo Xiaoyi knocked on the study door.
After getting the answer, she walked in.
Leng Muchiao was working at the desk. The man wore glasses, which gave him a somewhat elegant temperament.
He was dressed very simply, in black casual clothes, with no extravagant decorations, but he was more noble and alienated than before.
Luo Xiaoyi handed the check to him, "You refused to accept the gifts Mrs. Leng sent over, and I didn't want them to block my room, so I decided to sell them on my own initiative. This is the money I got from selling them. "
The check was for fifty million, which was not a lot.
Leng Muchiao did not touch the check, but asked in a questioning tone: "You sold everything?"
"Um."
"That's what I gave you."
They were all gifts from Leng Muxiao to Xiao Yi. She used to be so happy.
Now they are all sold?
"I know that most of the items Zhang Teshu selected are classic models, which is why they are sold at good prices."
Second-hand items usually depreciate in value. Luo Xiaoyi was able to sell them at a good price this time because Zhang Teshu chose popular and classic models.
Leng Muchiao was slightly startled.
Indeed, he asked Special Assistant Zhang to choose most of those gifts.
He didn't care about Luo Xiaoyi at all at that time. At that time, how could he have thought that one day he would fall into her hands.
He used to think it didn't matter, but now that she said it like this, Leng Muchiao felt as ashamed as if his clothes had been taken off.
"Those who don't like it, then I'll buy you something else."
"No, although you rich people all like to decorate canaries, you once said that I am cheap, right?"
"These expensive things are not for me."
Not just once, Leng Muchiao always called her cheap and cheap.
At that time she would only be sad, but now Luo Xiaoyi feels that she was really cheap at that time.
Dig out a sincere heart and send it to them, regardless of whether they want it or not.
Unwanted things, whether they were her only ones or not, were cheap to Leng Muchiao.
The check has been given to Leng Muchiao, whether he wants it or tears it up is his business.
Luo Xiaoyi turned around and left.
A rushing voice came from behind.
"This time, I choose it myself."
It was his fault in the past, and he would make up for it with his own hands.
Luo Xiaoyi turned his head and saw sadness mixed in Leng Muchiao's eyes.
She was really starving.
How could Leng Muchiao be in such a mood.
"If Mr. Leng has money that he can't spend, why not donate it to charity? It will be good for Mr. Leng and your reputation."
"I don't like receiving gifts."
The gifts Leng Muchiao gave her brought bad memories to her every time, and she could never forget his ridicule.
Luo Xiaoyi's rejection caused Leng Muchiao's silent anger to explode again.
"You don't want it because the person who gave it to you is not Zhong Mao."
"yes."
Luo Xiaoyi didn't want to mess around with him, so he agreed casually.
"It's a pity that he can't do it. He doesn't even know who you are. Who can you show your affection to?"
"Don't forget, you are my lover now."
It’s not that the gift is wrong, it’s just that the person is wrong.
Just because he is not the person she is looking for, no matter what he gives, she will not like it, let alone look at it twice.
Luo Xiaoyi seemed to have been stabbed, and his eyes became sharp.
"He's going to wake up. He's going to wake up."
"Yes, I am your lover now, but without Zhong Mao, you are nobody now."
Luo Xiaoyi left in anger after saying this.
The two broke up unhappy.
Leng Muchiao clutched the check tightly, and finally tore it into pieces.
