Chapter 118 Cruise Party
Chapter 118 Cruise Party
Luo Yu would naturally not miss the party before Zuo Qingyan left. Not only would she not miss it, but she would also dress herself up beautifully.
We have a party tomorrow, so we need to start preparing now. Luo Yu wiped away her tears, glanced at her red eyes, and went downstairs to get an ice pack.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a figure in the corridor. I didn't know if the boss just happened to walk here or what, but he suddenly appeared in my sight without any warning.
Luo Yu was startled and called out, "Brother."
Luo Wangzhou looked at her silently, his frowning brows filled with sorrow, which made people want to find out what had happened.
Luo Yu was wondering why she seldom saw a smile on the domineering brother's face, but she understood after thinking about it. Before, she and Su Qingyuan were disgusted with each other and there was a lot of smoke of war between them. Now that Su Qingyuan was in jail, there was still a lot of mess for him to clean up.
Moreover, his ancestor appeared in his dream and told him that this world was constructed by others, and that the girlfriend he was going to protect for the rest of his life was not the one he truly loved, but was arranged by others... This would make anyone feel overwhelmed, right?
Luo Yu tried to break the awkwardness and suddenly got inspired to change the topic.
"Brother, how did you find evidence for Lin Yunsheng's trivial matters? Did the ancestors tell you in a dream?"
Luo Wangzhou responded softly: "...Yeah."
Luo Yu: "Have you ever asked our ancestors when I can become famous?"
Her tone was coquettish and her face was filled with an innocent smile. One glance could tell that she was the daughter of a wealthy family, naive and pure.
"Tsk." Luo Wangzhou sneered and lowered his head helplessly, "How can the ancestor be so idle? Could she really tell me about your trivial matter?"
After saying that, he raised his index finger and tapped her head gently, "Instead of thinking about becoming famous overnight, it's better to be down-to-earth and produce some good works."
Luo Yu pretended to be in pain, covered her forehead and fled away.
After she left, Luo Wangzhou stood there and watched her back, chasing her from the corridor to the stairs, and then to the hall on the first floor, until her figure was completely obscured by the carved stone pillars.
There was no one in sight, but Luo Wangzhou still stood there, and after a long time he shook his head slightly.
He didn't believe Luo Yu's coquettish and innocent words at all. This girl really had some talent in acting. She had learned it for a long time and now she was very good at it. She could act like a genius in front of anyone.
He didn't just appear here passing by, but had been standing here since early morning. In the study, he heard Luo Yu crying.
From the time he met her, so many things happened. She didn't cry when he asked her to be buried with him, she didn't cry when he kicked her out of the house, and even when he wronged her and beat her with a feather duster, she didn't cry.
Today, however, small pearls fell.
When I saw him outside, I had to put on a smile and try to hide it, but he saw my red eyes, like a rabbit's, and I still had the nerve to change the subject and talk about my ancestors.
How could the ancestors be so miraculous? He just found them out bit by bit.
The phone in his pocket vibrated. Luo Wangzhou took it out and saw that he had received a reply to the email he had sent to his parents.
Since he took over the Luo Group, the two elders have been letting themselves go. They always go out to have fun under the guise of business trips. They can never get in touch with him by text or phone. The only possibility of getting in touch is email. I hope his father can see it when he is handling matters.
The inquiry he sent out received an answer, and it came from his mother.
Luo's mother: Son, your father saw the email and told me the problem. The master your sister invited when she had a high fever was named Liu. I wrote down the relevant information and contact information in a notebook. It should be on the bedside table in the bedroom. You can look for it.
Luo Mu: Why did you think of this? Is the company's feng shui not right recently?
Luo Wangzhou gave a simple reply, and as for the subsequent questions, he avoided them vaguely.
After replying to the message, he took his phone to the bedroom to find his notebook, sighing as he walked along the way.
It's not the company's feng shui that's wrong, it's the people at home who have the problem. Before everything is confirmed, it's better not to say anything extra, lest the "creator" author make changes.
……
As night falls, the cruise ship moves slowly on the sea. Strings of neon lights create an atmosphere and reflect the light of broken gold.
The dance floor in the middle was filled with celebrities and young men from various families, all of whom were young and beautiful. Luo Yu sat on the sofa nearby, holding her chin with one hand, sighing and asking questions.
"All of the people here are of the same age, and the atmosphere is so cheerful. I thought some CEOs would take the opportunity to come aboard to discuss business."
Zuo Qingyan exclaimed, and handed over the fruit wine. "This is my sister's farewell party. Of course, the people who come are relatives and friends. It would be boring to let those CEOs come to try to make connections."
Luo Yu wore a fishtail skirt tonight. The golden gauze fabric was decorated with diamond sequins, as if she was wearing the stars on her body.
The dress is very figure-flattering, with the collarbone exposed and delicate and beautiful. Only the left shoulder is designed in a fishtail shape, which is sexy and gentle. The edge of the skirt is not uniform, casual and artistic, matched with the silver anklet on the ankle, it is hard for a girl like Zuo Qingyan to look away at it.
Her long hair was tied up, and the tassel earrings on the side of her face sparkled, making her cheeks look more delicate and petite. On the index finger that was fiddling with the earrings was a rare pearl ring, and just this one ring was enough to tell the wearer's status.
There were several young men in the distance who were eager to try and wanted to come forward to dance with her, but when they came over and saw the pearls on her fingers, they thought twice and then quietly returned to their original positions.
Looking at the lively dance floor, Luo Yu took two sips of fruit wine and felt uninterested. She was not interested in this party and wished she could stay with Zuo Qingyan until she boarded the plane and left.
This feeling was very wonderful. To be honest, she and Zuo Qingyan had not been together for very long, but she still remembered that hot pot restaurant. The man held a big bunch of roses and said "surprise" to her. His smile was so bright and warm.
She liked Zuo Qingyan's flamboyant personality, which was just like the red rose, full of charm; but she also felt sorry for this flamboyance, because underneath it was a flower that was about to wither, and whose life might come to an end one day.
Luo Yu stared at the people around her in a trance, and couldn't help thinking, "If I could meet the original author, if I could write, could I have a chance to write a different ending for Zuo Qingyan?"
[In fact, what does it matter if I am with the boss brother or not? As long as I am alive, I am still alive, that is enough...]
Zuo Qingyan suddenly looked over and asked her with a smile on his lips: "Are you so overwhelmed by my beauty? You are allowed to take a few more glances, free of charge."
Luo Yu came back to her senses, nudged her with her elbow, and sneered, "What are you being narcissistic about! I was just thinking about my brother and Bo Xingsi."
Zuo Qingyan gestured towards the upper floor, and Luo Yu looked up and saw the two people who were still eye-catching in the crowd.
Bo Xingsi smiled at her, and the domineering boss seemed to have something to say.
Luo Wangzhou stood straight, licked his back teeth, looked at Luo Yu and Zuo Qingyan below, and uttered a sound of dissatisfaction.
What if we're not together?
Ah!
That definitely won’t work!
Zuo Qingyan not only wants to live well, but also wants to live well by his side willingly.
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