Chapter 837: Chapter 817: Senior Brother’s Shop
"Are you stupid? Can’t you see who I am? I’ve been in the book for so many years, do you think it’s for nothing?" The old man rolled his eyes and punched the air towards Luo Qianqian, but unexpectedly, Luo Qianqian let out a muffled groan and turned pale.
Seeing he had caused trouble, the old man quickly crawled back into the backpack.
Qin Nuan looked at Luo Qianqian’s condition, startled, and immediately said, "Let’s go to the bathroom."
The women looking at clothes nodded to indicate they understood. Cong Rong was chatting with Luo Yanwu on the side. However, Luo Yanwu’s gaze followed Luo Qianqian as she left, with a deep frown.
"Qianqian...just spat blood." Watching Luo Qianqian’s staggering steps, Cong Rong bit her lower lip and suddenly said softly.
Luo Yanwu was stunned: "You saw it?"
"Yeah." Cong Rong nodded lightly: "So, just now Qianqian really did block something for Grandpa, right?"
Luo Yanwu paused for a moment and then nodded his head as his gaze turned towards Old Master Luo. At this time, Old Master Luo was clenching something in his hand, showing a thoughtful expression.
"Qianqian probably doesn’t want us to interfere." Cong Rong said with a smile: "Qin Nuan obviously knows. If she needs help, she’ll come to us."
Luo Yanwu paused, looked at Cong Rong, whose eyes were clear and clean, without a trace of jealousy or resentment.
Cong Rong smiled as if she saw through everything: "Qianqian has never treated me badly, nor has she done anything against me behind my back. Some things she’s reluctant to say, maybe because there’s no benefit in knowing?"
Luo Yanwu finally seemed to emerge from the idea of Qianqian having secrets and looked at Cong Rong: "Qianqian is lucky to have a friend like you." Paused for a moment: "I’m lucky too, because you’re mine."
Cong Rong smiled with a blush.
Luo Yanhai and Luo Yanhao were watching the two people, momentarily speechless. But the things they were discussing had nothing to do with Luo Yanwu either.
"Qianqian spat blood, what do you think?" Luo Yanhao leaned casually against the mall’s railing, looking at his hand in the light.
Even without looking, he and Luo Yanhai could smell the obvious scent of blood in the air, how could they not notice?
"How do you know she spat blood and not... something else like her menstrual period?" Luo Yanhai crossed his arms and leaned on the railing, looked at the mall lights with a face full of confusion.
"Because I saw it." Although Luo Yanhao was carefree, when he smelled the scent of blood, he turned and locked onto Luo Qianqian in an instant, just in time to see her wiping blood traces with her hand and Qin Nuan running over.
Luo Yanhai sighed: "What do you think?"
"That stinky old man used a concealed weapon!" Luo Yanhao said with certainty.
Without exception, everyone in the Luo Family referred to Gongyang Chou as the stinky old man, perhaps it was the force of blood?
"Be more reliable." Luo Yanhai rolled his eyes: "But it seems Qianqian won’t say anything."
"Not only Qianqian, Qin Nuan won’t say either." Luo Yanhao rolled his eyes: "Why do you need to talk about this crap?"
The two fell into a curse-filled argument.
At this moment, Old Master Luo’s eyes were slightly glazed, tightly clutching a lock of hair with dozens of strands. The color, thickness, and even the scent of shampoo all matched Luo Qianqian’s hair perfectly, along with a neat cut.
With a deep gaze, he indeed didn’t feel wrong earlier, that stinky old man did do something! Despite being from a noble clan, the methods used can only be described as despicable! Secretly injuring people!
Moreover, Old Master Luo, who spent his life as a soldier, could easily smell the scent of blood nearby, but couldn’t say anything. Luo Qianqian deliberately concealed it, clearly not wanting the family to worry. Considering he has his wife and two daughters-in-law, even if wanting to ask, he cannot.
Most importantly, he cannot ask.
Everyone has their own secrets, and Luo Qianqian is no exception.
Although she is young and the most cherished in the family, she cannot be casually ignored. Nothing can be lesser, if others have it, she will too.
Sighing, he placed the hair into a handkerchief, carefully storing it close.
"How about this one?" Yue Tingyu held a long cheongsam and another one that seemed smaller: "Just these two styles, I’ll have them custom-made for me and Qianqian, what do you think?"
"This..." Old Master Luo hadn’t finished speaking, then Luo Qianqian returned, pouting at the clothes in Yue Tingyu’s hands.
"Grandmother looks great in them, but why does Grandma need me as a green leaf to contrast when she’s already so beautiful?"
Yue Tingyu paused and looked at the cheongsam, wasn’t it? One was maroon, and the other was light green.
She laughed, looking helpless: "Don’t like the color, just change it, I’m showing you the style."
"Unlike Grandma, Second Aunt, Nuannuan, and Cong Rong who look good in anything they wear, I have one rule for clothing: make my legs look long." Winking, Luo Qianqian smiled playfully.
Qin Nuan looked speechless: "Legs from the chest down?"
Luo Qianqian pouted: "No, no, I still need a waist, I want to show my slender willow-like waist, perfectly straight and long legs, and make me look fair. Not asking much, right?"
"Really not much." It wasn’t anyone else who said this, it was Fang Youyuan who had come wandering around.
"Senior?"
"Hello Boss."
Hearing the service staff’s words, Luo Qianqian’s mouth dropped open: "This is Senior’s shop?"
"Yeah, anything you like?" Saying so, he naturally took out his wallet and pulled out a card: "A store membership card, buy whatever you like."
Luo Qianqian gratefully accepted it, not noticing that the jaws of the salesperson on the side were about to drop.
"Grandmother... Oh, where’s Grandpa? Never mind, Grandma, this is my Senior Jin Yang, surname Fang. The big box in my room now was given by Senior." Luo Qianqian glanced around but didn’t see Old Master Luo, she pursed her lips and first introduced him to Yue Tingyu: "Senior, this is my grandmother, this is my First Aunt, this is my Second Aunt, this is Big Brother, Second Brother, and Third Brother, my three cousins, this is Cong Rong, my future Third Sister-in-law, this is Nuannuan, you’ve met."
Cong Rong looked surprised: "!!!" Simply looking at Qin Nuan.
Qin Nuan hurriedly explained in a low voice.
Luo Qianqian paused, suddenly remembering when Fang Youyuan ’abducted’ her before.
"Senior, Senior, you said the requirements aren’t high, does that mean you have a way?" Luo Qianqian asked excitedly looking at Fang Youyuan.
Fang Youyuan was chatting with Yue Tingyu, hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, his face showed helplessness.
However, the trio of brothers were all sizing up Fang Youyuan.
Luo Yanhao: "Hey, isn’t Jimo Kong choosing students based on looks? They all look so good?"
Luo Yanwu: "Don’t forget Chu Ting."
Luo Yanhai: "That card just now seemed not simple, the salesperson’s expression seemed off."
Old Master Luo was wandering around at this moment: "Not here, not here, also not here, ah, found it..."
