Don’t Cry

Chapter 83

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Under the extremely contemptuous eyes of Old Man Luo, Luo Zhan calmly walked back to his position, put the long coat back to the original place, and sat down by himself.

Then Luo Zhan calmly picked up the knife and fork and continued to use his own lunch.

Old man Luo was angry, so he looked back at Steward Lin: "Lin Yi."

Lin Yi stepped forward, leaning slightly, "Old man?"

Father Luo snorted and asked, "I'll ask you, are young people in love now so faceless and skinless?"

Lin Yi had a meal. Then he raised his eyes to Luo Zhan with a subtle expression.

In the corner of the restaurant, the two servants standing with red wine looked at each other and almost couldn't help laughing.

Luo Zhan didn't seem to feel Luo Jingyuan's accusations at all. During the whole course of the course, he seemed to be particularly attentive to the meal without saying a word.

Finally, Luo Zhan took a sip of red wine and put down the red wine glass. After signalling the servant to withdraw the order, he turned to the main position and asked calmly: "Grandpa, do you suggest that I answer the phone here?"

Luo Jingyuan had a knife and fork in his hand, and raised his eyes: "Where can I not talk on the phone, it must be in the restaurant? ... What bad idea are you holding back?"

"Just after this phone call, you may need to ask you a question."

Luo Jingyuan glanced at Luo Zhan suspiciously, but did not judge anything. He frowned and pressed back his gaze: "Whatever you want."

Luo Zhan immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed out.

Luo Zhan waited for thirty or forty seconds, but the other side was not connected. He frowned and glanced at the phone, hung up and dialed again.

Luo Jingyuan pretended to inadvertently ask: "Who did you call?"

Luo Zhan held the phone back to his ear and replied casually, "A servant of the Tang family."

"——"

The steak knife in Luo Jingyuan's hand was too hard, and it made a piercing sound in the porcelain white plate.

Two seconds later, Luo Jingyuan raised his head and gritted his teeth with anger: "What kind of messy people are you dealing with now?"

Luo Zhan lazily did not raise his eyes: "Grandpa in the 21st century, are you old antiques still so class-discriminatory?"

"..." Luo Jingyuan choked.

"Furthermore, this is not my friend either." Luo Zhan put his right hand on the edge of the table, his slender knuckles tapping unconscious rhythms.

Mr. Luo's expression was a little loose, but he still frowned: "Who is that you, and has your contact information left?"

Luo Zhan knocked on the side of the table and laughed softly: "I stayed with my little girl, eyeliner."

Father Luo: "..."

As soon as Luo Zhan's voice came off, the other side of the phone was connected. Duan Qingyan's voice rang cautiously: "Luo, Master Luo?"

"Did you just send lunch to Dyeing?"

"Yes, right."

"When did you leave?"

"Just left, not long."

"Then you should have also met Tang Luoqian?"

"Hey? How do you know..." Duan Qingyan realized that her tone was too close, and quickly stopped her voice, only answering Luo Zhan's question, "I met, she just left the side house not long after."

"What did she say?"

"what?"

"I ask……"

The languid mood on Luo Zhan's face faded, and the knuckles lightly tapping on the edge of the long table in a certain rhythm also slowed down a little bit.

When he spoke again, the young man's voice was low and cold: "Tang Luoqian, what did she say to Ranran."

The tone that made people feel chilly in the bones once again (gou) recalled the memory of Duan Qingyan being "threatened". After a shock in her heart, she spoke quickly.

"After Tang Luoqian came, he told Xiao Ran that Mr. Luo had agreed to the marriage contract. Yes, she won Xiao Ran, and said that no one wants to marry Xiao Ran like that... and you, you to Xiao Ran... "

Duan Qingyan's voice gradually dropped.

Luo Zhan's eyebrows were cold: "What else did you say?"

Duan Qingyan gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and dared to repeat: "It is impossible to say that you are just playing with Xiaoran. It is impossible to really see a blind man!"

"Snapped."

Luo's restaurant.

The servant in the corner, Mr. Luo in the lead, and Lin Yi standing behind Mr. Luo - no one in the restaurant spoke, and all eyes were on Luo Zhan's right hand.

Two seconds ago, the slowly tapping knuckles stopped abruptly, and there was an amazing sound on the long table.

After the servant standing in the corner looked at each other, his breathing consciously relaxed.

Ten seconds of silence passed.

Luo Zhan retracted his right hand and looked down at the redness that came out of his fingers through too much force. His expression was as cold as ice and snow.

"……I know."

The phone hung up, and the phone was silently and slowly moved back into his coat pocket.

Seeing their young masters go completely lazy on weekdays and become inexplicably gloomy and cold, the servants dare not show up.

At this time, only Lin Yi could speak. He half-jokingly said, "Master, are you practicing a finger meditation on the table at home? Then you can be more merciful. This is my special flight to Northern Europe the year before. What I brought back is really unbearable."

Luo Zhan's eyes were coldly pressed down a little bit.

After sitting still for a few seconds, he took the hot towel from the servant and wiped it at his fingertips at random: "Grandpa, tell me Tang Luoqian's contact information."

Father Luo's eyelids twitched: "What do you want to do (gan)?"

Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and sneered in a dumb voice: "It's never going to hit her."

"Think about Tang Ran's surgery, don't be impulsive at critical times."

"I have a sense of measure."

"..." Father Luo thought for two seconds before swaying his head at Lin Yi, "Let's find it for him."

"Yes, old sir."

After half a minute, Lin Yi got Tang Luoqian's personal mobile phone number. He walked to the high-back chair where Luo Zhan was sitting, bent down and handed the phone to Luo Zhan.

Luo Zhan caught a glimpse of the dial interface, raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yi: "?"

Lin Yi smiled: "The young master probably doesn't want this eldest lady from the Tang family to appear on his cell phone. Use my phone to dial. If there are any problems later, I will also deal with it."

Luo Zhan was silent for a few seconds, and the corner of his mouth rose: "No wonder my grandpa relies so heavily on you, butler Lin?"

"To solve the problem of having (fa) and not yet (fa) for employers is the responsibility of a housekeeper. The young master is too acclaimed."

"Thank you then." Luo Zhan picked up the phone from Lin Yi, got up and walked to the rose window beside the restaurant. He stopped with his trouser pockets and dialed out with one hand.

"Hey?"

"I am Luo Zhan."

"...Ah," the other side seemed to stay for a few seconds before reacting, and his voice immediately became excited, "Are you looking for me? Did you know that Grandpa Luo came to my house in the morning? We--"

"Eight o'clock tonight."

Luo Zhan interrupted her lazily.

He raised his hand in his trouser pocket and stopped at the height in front of him. Looking at the watch, Luo Zhan's voice was cold and cold: "Let's meet."

The opposite was short of breath for a few seconds, and it took a long while to endure excitement and ask: "Okay. Which restaurant do you see?"

"Restaurant?" Luo Zhan sneered, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't invite you out for dinner or anything else."

"?"

"I just want to prove a problem to you."

"what is the problem?"

"You'll know when the time comes-at 8 o'clock tonight, Tang's partial house. Remember to be there on time."

After speaking the last sentence, Luo Zhan hung up. He walked back to Lin Yi and passed the phone. After Lin Yi took it, Luo Zhan patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you."

"Master has already thanked you once, so don't be so polite."

"Well, it's not the same." Luo Zhan lowered his hand and lazily (inserted cha) back into his trouser pocket, "Didn't you solve the problem of having (fa) and not yet (fa)?"

Lin Yi: "Of course."

"So the first sentence, thank you for your phone, and the second sentence--" Luo Zhan's mouth corner (gou), turned to walk outside the restaurant, and returned with a lazy smile, "Friendly suggest you, after tonight, let Tang Luo The shallow phone was pulled into the blacklist."

"..."

Lin Yi watched the back disappear outside the closed double-opening restaurant, he lowered his head helplessly: "Old gentleman, young master will probably be out of line tonight, should I send someone to stop me?"

"Don't worry about him." Old Master Luo snorted coldly. "It's best to let him cause some trouble. After saving it, he will always be so lawless. No one will pay attention."

Lin Yi smiled bitterly: "Yes."

7:57 in the evening.

In the open space in front of Tang's side house, the loading truck of the int laboratory parked alone.

The lights were not turned on in the car, it was pitch black, but it was not quiet-subtle snoring noises rang high and low in the front compartment.

Lin Qianhua in the stance seat leaned against the door, staring at the rearview mirror outside the car. At a certain moment, his gaze caught something, suddenly a Ji Ling sat upright and pushed the person next to him hard: "Senior Tan, Senior Tan! Coming!"

The snoring stopped abruptly.

A few seconds later, Tan Yunchang wiped his face and turned over with a mutter: "What's here?"

"Tang Luoqian. Have you forgotten what Brother Zhan explained?"

"Tang Luoqian? Oh...oh, I remembered it." Tan Yunchang yawned and sighed, "It's still dark this night. How bad is it for me to listen to this ancestor's dispatch? "

Lin Qianhua smiled: "Senior Tan, you want to start something. Although Brother Zhan confessed this matter, it is for Sister Tang Ran. Who is Sister Tang Ran? That is the daughter of your male god."

"It makes sense." Tan Yunchang gave Lin Qianhua a thumbs up, pushed the car door, and jumped out of the car.

Tang Luoqian, who was passing by, was obviously taken aback by the movement, and turned to look over in a panic.

Tan Yunchang stepped forward to meet the light, grinning, "Miss Tang, good evening."

When Tan Yunchang came closer, Tang Luo lightly took a look, his ugly face (color) recovered a little arrogance: "Why are you? What are you doing here (gan)? What about Luo Zhan?"

Tan Yunchang smiled: "Miss Tang, you asked me three questions in a row, but I grew a mouth. Which one do you want me to answer?"

Tang Luoqian really thought about it, then looked at Tan Yunchang disgustedly: "I'm not interested in you, let's be the third one."

Tan Yunchang: "..."

Tan Yunchang sighed: "Okay, let me answer one by one. First of all, I will come here every night to give sister Tang Ran her bionic robot. That is our laboratory-you should have heard of it?"

Tang Luo raised his chin with a careless expression: "I see."

"Then, I will stay here tonight to wait for you."

"...?" Tang Luoqian turned his head suspiciously, "What do you mean? Luo Zhan obviously asked me to come."

"He made an appointment, and he asked me to wait for you."

"What about Luo Zhan?"

"Don't worry, isn't this the last question?" Tan Yunchang waved at Tang Luoqian, smiling (treacherously), "Come with me and you can see him outside the side house."

Tan Yunchang turned around and left after speaking. There was no gentleman principle of waiting for ladies first.

Tang Luoqian was stunned for a few seconds before he hurried to catch up, and asked in a bad tone, "What are you going to take me to the partial house (gan gan)?"

"Look at the Luo Zhan you want to see?"

"..." Tang Luo's light face (color) was suddenly ugly, "You mean, Luo Zhan is with Tang Ran now?"

"Yes, nor is it."

"What do you mean, please make it clear!"

"Tsk tsk, I have never seen a lady with such a bad temper." Tan Yunchang sighed and kept walking, "I'll say it one last time, don't talk later, when you see it, you will naturally know that Luo Zhan called you out. The reason is—of course, if you don’t want to know it now, you can turn around as soon as possible and just go home."

Tang Luo gritted his teeth with anger, but he could only follow.

Before arriving at the partial house, Tang Luoqian wanted to say something until she suddenly saw the half-open door.

Her expression paused: "Why is the door open?"

"It was specially reserved for us. This scene can't be interrupted." Tan Yunchang lowered his voice, raised his index finger and hissed to his lips, "For the viewing experience of you and others, please don't make any noise."

Tang Luoqian only felt inexplicable and had a premonition of irritability, so he gave Tan Yunchang a fierce look.

Tan Yunchang lowered his head, swiped his fingers on the phone, and sent a message that he had prepared earlier.

Two seconds later, he opened the door silently, smiled lightly at Tang Luo, and said in a low voice, "Miss Tang, please watch carefully."

Tang Luoqian raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he heard the sound of a mechanical door opening in the room.

Right across the entrance, the girl who also heard the movement raised her head in a certain direction:

"...Luo Luo?"

"I'm here."

The mechanical sound of magnetic (sexual xing) spread unimpeded from the room to the door.

An unfamiliar silhouette walked into Tang Luoqian's vision.

In Tang Luoqian's stunned gaze, the man stopped.

Two seconds later.

With (thin bao) lips slightly opened, the mechanical voice is low and gentle——

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