Immediately afterwards, the sound of things being thrown was heard.
Luo Wanqing frowned even more tightly and walked quickly.
As soon as he stood still, he saw the woman standing at the door.
His hair was slightly messy, and it was obvious that he had just had a violent quarrel.
The sun today is probably not very friendly, and there are dense beads of sweat on the woman's forehead.
Looking slowly down, Luo Wanqing saw a mess on the ground.
She frowned and walked over. The first time he saw her, Chu Yu spoke in a hurry.
"Wanwan, long time no see."
Without even blinking at Chu Yu, Luo Wanqing looked at the fragments with a cold look in his eyes.
"Did she touch you?"
"No, Miss Luo." Ma Li said honestly, "This lady said she was your friend. I asked her to wait here before I met her. Maybe she was a little anxious. After pulling on it, I held it.
The plate fell."
After saying that, Li Ma patted the back of Luo Wanqing's hand, "It's nothing."
Hearing what Li Ma said, Chu Yu couldn't help but nodded, "Yes, yes, I didn't mean it."
That's what she said, but there was a clear flash of disdain in her eyes.
It just so happened that this emotion was accurately captured by Luo Wanqing.
His eyes darkened, and Luo Wanqing said, "What are you doing here?"
"It's so late. We may have had some misunderstandings a few days ago. I'm here to have a good chat with you."
I know that the weasel has no good intentions when it pays New Year greetings to the rooster.
Luo Wanqing saw it through but didn't say anything. He just nodded thoughtfully.
"Then you can clean up the things on the floor and come in."
As he said that, the pretty little face smiled crookedly, "After all, it was you who came here to do this, right?"
Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable sense of humiliation came to his heart.
She is Mrs. Zhou, and she lives a magical life at home, with clothes on her hands, food on her hands, and food on her hands.
how come...
"Don't want to?"
Luo Wanqing raised an eyebrow, "It seems that Mrs. Zhou is not really here to be a guest, so forget it, Li Ma, let's see her off!"
Gritting his teeth, Chu Yu said bravely, "How can I? This is indeed my responsibility. I'll do it, I'll do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yu lay on the ground like a dog.
The beautifully colored fingertips picked up the freshly cooked white fungus soup in the small bowl and the pieces one by one.
The collar of her clothes is not high, and when she lies down now, it is as low as the ground.
Half of the beauty on her chest was exposed, and Chu Yu still looked like a noble lady.
Mother Li looked on, knowing that Miss Luo was helping her vent her anger.
Looking tired from standing, Luo Wanqing yawned.
"Ma Li, look at Mrs. Zhou's cleanliness. As you know, my second uncle has always been mysophobic."
As she said that, she lazily turned around and leaned her little body on the sofa.
The whole person nestled into the soft sofa.
After a while, the sweaty woman straightened up, and there was no mark left on the ground as she wiped it with a tissue.
At this point, Li Ma took Chu Yu to the living room and poured tea for the two of them.
Looking at the small area at the door from a distance, Luo Wanqing smiled and praised, "Mrs. Zhou did a really good job. She can compete with our nanny."
Hearing this, Chu Yu's face couldn't help but darken.
She had long known that Luo Wanqing didn't have a good attitude toward the Zhou family, but now that she was really experiencing it, she still felt her face was burning and uncomfortable.
The image of her daughter lying on the bed with her eyes closed came to mind. Chu Yu gritted her teeth and said, forget it, bear it!
"Wanwan, I heard that your uncle and you had a little friction in the cemetery a while ago. What happened?"
With a cold laugh, Luo Wanqing said in a mocking tone, "Is it just a little friction?"
There was some confusion on his face, but Chu Yu forced a smile and said, "Wanwan, you know, your uncle has always been a sharp-tongued person and impulsive, so don't worry too much about him."
Luo Wanqing didn't say anything, holding the potato chips she just opened in her hand. Compared to Chu Yu, she was obviously more self-contained.
"Besides, your uncle is also your grandfather's disciple, you..."
Hearing this, Luo Wanqing frowned hard.
The girl's facial features were clearly soft and beautiful, but just looking at her at this moment made Chu Yu feel like she was freezing.
"What's wrong with you? Mrs. Zhou has always disliked me. Could it be that she came here just to apologize?"
Knowing that Luo Wanqing was smart, Chu Yu did not hide anything and spoke.
"Wanwan, I know you have misunderstandings about your uncle and you hate her."
"But what your grandfather advocated most during his lifetime was that human life comes first, right?"
As he said this, Chu Yu actually shed two lines of tears on his face.
"Yuying got sick this morning and is now unconscious. You don't want to see her at such a good age..."
There was a sob, and it seemed that Chu Yu couldn't bear to say the next words.
"Please, don't stand idly by, save her, just give me the prescription to save Yuying, okay, please!"
Listen, what a loud tone.
Luo Wanqing didn't feel any emotion in her heart, and she even wanted to laugh.
She thought Zhou Yongcun was shameless enough by licking his face and asking for pills.
I didn't expect this Chu Yu to be greedy.
In the quiet living room, Luo Wanqing sneered.
The rising ending was abrupt and mocking, "Yes, my grandfather did advocate that human life should be put first, but later on his life was burned like a piece of grass."
Getting a little closer, the aura bursting out of Luo Wanqing's brows and eyes was about to swallow Chu Yu whole.
"Wanwan, you misunderstood, that's not the case..."
Not bothering to listen to the other party's excuses, Luo Wanqing just made a gesture of silence.
She gently touched her lips with her index finger, and the leisurely smile in her eyes made Chu Yu's scalp tingle.
Is this really a teenage girl? Why does Luo Wanqing give her a stronger sense of oppression than anyone she has ever seen...
"Mrs. Zhou, I don't like to talk nonsense. If you want a prescription or pills, I can consider it."
Chu Yu pursed her lips slightly, as if she was thinking hard.
After a while, she nodded and stretched out her hand.
"also."
With the corner of his mouth raised, Luo Wanqing leaned back on the sofa.
In the blink of an eye, a pill appeared on her fingertips.
Luo Wanqing's long and leisurely voice came over as she gently pinched her fingers like green onions.
"If I guess correctly, Zhou Yuying's condition should be getting worse day by day."
"The frequency of the disease is getting faster and faster, right?"
Hearing this, an ominous feeling came to Chu Yu's chest.
as expected.
Luo Wanqing's smile became even stronger, and as soon as his lips and teeth touched, he made his request.
"Mrs. Zhou must know very well whether the fire that happened was caused by Zhou Yong. As long as you can report some clues to me regularly, I can guarantee that medicine will be provided to Zhou Yuying on a regular basis."
"How about it, think about it?"
Luo Wanqing smiled lightly, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.
Chu Yu froze on the spot, with a bloodless expression of embarrassment and embarrassment on his face.