Hearing Tang Ran's words, the study was quiet for a few seconds, and several people reacted differently.
Luo Zhan narrowed his eyes, but did not speak.
Tang Luoqian was obviously a little surprised. However, she soon gave Tang Ran a look of "you know the physiognomy". After throwing it over, she thought that the little girl couldn't see it, and she shyly withdrew her gaze.
Mr. Luo was older than the three juniors combined, so he naturally understood the twists and turns in their minds, and Tang Luoqian's emotional changes were also taken into his eyes.
Seeing Weizhi's writings, Tang Ran's status in the Tang family is clear at a glance.
The old man sighed in his heart, with a kind smile on his face: "That's fine. Luo Xiu is more at ease than this stinky boy who can take care of people and ask him to pick you up."
"Thank you grandpa." Tang Ran secretly let out a sigh of relief.
The old man looked back at the servants beside him, "Then you can send them out. Xiaoran's eyes are not good, so take good care of them."
"Okay, old gentleman."
The servant agreed here, stepped forward and led Tang Ran out.
Tang Luoqian said goodbye to Mr. Luo with a reluctant look, and went downstairs first without looking at Tang Ran after going out.
Luo Zhan followed lazily at the end, and when he got to the corridor, he wrote a piece of paper at random, took it out and patted it in the servant's hand.
The servant was taken aback: "Master?"
Luo Zhan's eyes indicated the blank paper.
The servant looked down and said: [Take Tang Ran to the ear room next door.]
The servant looked up blankly, "Ah? Wouldn't this be inappropriate—"
Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Luo Zhan took a step back to the study and closed the door directly.
The servant stood there dumbfounded.
Tang Ran didn't hear the voice of the servant guiding him downstairs for a long time, so he turned around curiously and turned to the direction from which the voice came from.
"What happened?" the girl asked softly.
The servant came back to his senses, and was embarrassed for a while at the handwriting on the iron and the silver hook.
He really didn't dare to go against the intention of the little ancestor at home, so he had to say: "Miss Tang, the young master seems to have something to discuss with the old gentleman. You need to go to the study ear room and wait for a while."
Tang Ran was slightly startled.
After a few seconds of silence, she swallowed back the thought of going downstairs alone, and nodded lightly, "Okay."
"Then Miss Tang, come with me."
While speaking, the servant led Tang Ran to the ear room. Before leaving, he glanced at the closed door of the study with a puzzled look—
I always feel that all the weirdness of their young master tonight is related to this invisible little girl. Is it his illusion
The servant was puzzled, so he could only shake his head and lead Tang Ran away.
Inside the study.
When the old man saw Luo Zhan who went back and forth, he grabbed the teacup with his hand in the air, "Why are you back?"
Luo Zhan stopped in front of the sofa, and raised his eyelids lazily when he heard this, "I'm curious about something, come back and ask."
"Your throat is getting better now?" The old man frowned, thinking that Luo Zhan didn't speak because he hated Tang Luoqian, "You know what's going on all day, so you can't stop."
Luo Zhan twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.
The old man pressed his emotions and took a sip of tea, "Don't you have something to ask? Tell me."
"… "
He didn't hear anything for a long time, and when the old man looked up, he saw Luo Zhan's dark eyes, looking at himself with a cold and complicated emotion.
The old man got angry when he saw it, and slammed the teacup on the table in his hand.
"What's your look like?"
"Tang Ran can't be a romantic debt left by you or my dad outside."
The grandfather and grandson spoke at the same time.
The air is quiet.
After being stunned for nearly half a minute, the old man opened his eyes in disbelief: "What, what?"
Luo Zhan repeated it in a leisurely manner: "Tang Ran won't be you or my dad—"
"boom!"
The teacup was pasted when the grumpy old man picked it up.
Luo Zhan tilted his upper body, ducked lightly, turned around and met his grandfather's furious roar—
"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about! Do you have to be mad at me to be comfortable??"
Judging the authenticity from the old man's eyes and expressions, the solemnity in Luo Zhan's eyes slowly dissipated.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't show his face, only laughed more lazily and contemptuously: "Are you to blame? You give gifts and buy robots, I don't think you care about Tang Luoqian and Tang Ran, and you think she is The little princess that our Luo family hides outside."
"Stop talking nonsense to me, what is it like to spread out!"
"What's that for?"
"Not yet because—"
The word "you" didn't come out, the old man swallowed his words with a gloomy face, frowned and stared at his unworthy grandson: "Do you have anything else? If you don't, get out of here, and I'll be angry when I see you!"
Luo Zhan didn't care that he couldn't get a word from the old man.
He straightened up from the armrest of the sofa where he was half-reclining and half-sitting, and walked out lazily, "It's good that she and the Luo family are not related by blood."
The old man with flickering eyes on the sofa was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, "What's so good about this?"
"Fortunately... I don't need more sisters or aunts?" Luo Zhan turned his back to the study, and twitched the corners of his mouth.
The old man snorted coldly.
"By the way," Luo Zhan stopped when he walked to the door of the study. "As for the bionic robot, let my brother contact me before taking Tang Ran to the laboratory."
The old man frowned, "Why?"
"Because that's me—" Luo Zhan frowned and changed his mouth, "… the laboratory."
"Okay, I got it. Go away." The old man kicked the man out of the study angrily.
After leaving the study, Luo Zhan didn't stop and walked straight to the next ear room.
The servant had been waiting outside the auditorium. When he saw Luo Zhan coming, he bowed slightly, "Master, Miss Tang Ran is inside."
Luo Zhan glanced at the closed door and lowered his voice, "Well, you go down. You are not needed here."
The servant was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the white cardboard held by Luo Zhan's arms, "But I will send Miss Tang Ran downstairs later..."
Luo Zhan didn't speak, just stared at him lightly.
Being stared at by those eyes, his scalp went numb, and the servant had to respond, turning around and leaving quickly.
Luo Zhan stood outside the room for two seconds, raised his hand and pushed open the door.
The ear room of the study in the main building of the Luo family is also a small reading room. The space is divided by bookshelves, and various types of large books are displayed on the bookshelves. On the other side of the entire room, a complete set of simple-style solid wood tables and chairs is arranged.
The little girl who was brought in by the servant was sitting on the wooden bench beside the table.
It was probably the sound of the door opening, and the little girl who was leaning against the corner of the table and was about to fall asleep suddenly pricked her ears, held the blind cane a little alertly, and turned towards the door.
Luo Zhan closed his eyes and silently hooked the corner of his mouth. He walked to the table, reached out and pulled over the tray that he had brought earlier, and fiddled with the silver dessert spoon on it.
Tang Ran, who was sitting at the table, heard the movement and slowly shrank back a little, his voice soft and polite: "Luo Zhan... brother?"
"… "
Luo Zhan stopped his fingers.
After a while, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the little girl who was carefully "looking" at him with a half-smile.
This is the first time that Young Master Luo discovered in his life - being called brother in a soft voice can be a very fun and even enjoyable thing.
Taking this silence as a default, the girl groped to get off the wooden bench, "Since your business is over, let's go downstairs?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ran's wrist was grabbed and pressed back to the table.
Tang Ran's figure stopped abruptly and raised his face nervously.
The hand she was holding was clenched unconsciously, her thin white fingers were clasped in her palm, her delicate shell-like nails were bright pink, and her palms turned white when pinched.
Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and watched for two seconds, then reached out his hand unexpectedly, and lightly stuffed the metal handle of the cold dessert spoon into her palm.
The icy metal handle made the little girl's hand tremble.
Very close, Luo Zhan could even see the lashes on the tightly closed slender, slightly upturned eyes trembling slightly.
"Brother Luo, Luo Zhan..."
Because I couldn't see it, I didn't know what he was getting and what he was going to do. The girl was so frightened that her voice was a little unstable.
This little vibrato in the final note evoked Luo Zhan's delusion that he was shocked by himself in the study, he frowned, and finally he couldn't bear to tease her any more.
"it's me."
As familiar as in the navigation, lazy and indifferent and a little uncle's voice.
Tang Ran was stunned: "Luo Xiu?"
"... Hmm." This title made Luo Zhan frown unhappily.
Tang Ran's tensed shoulders collapsed suddenly, and the unconsciously clenched fingers loosened, "I thought it was Luo Zhan..."
Luo Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Are you so afraid of him?"
"One thing. Grandma said he was terrible, so I don't want to provoke him." Tang Ran's loose fingers touched the metal handle that had just been cold, and she touched it curiously, "What is this?"
"Dessert spoon."
"?"
"Didn't you eat at night?" Luo Zhan returned to his senses, put the bright silver spoon in the girl's palm, and then pulled the tray in front of her, "I don't know how hungry I am."
"I'm not at home, I'm sorry..." The girl said in a low voice, thinking of something, "I didn't eat at night, how do you know? I heard them say you won't be there tonight if something happens."
Luo Zhan sat on the wooden bench opposite the girl, propped up his cheekbones with his hands, and replied lazily, "I saw it on the third floor."
"Then why don't you go down?"
"Luo Zhan won't let it go."
"what?"
"When he's at home, he doesn't like me showing up." Luo Zhan said, and knocked on the tray with his hand down, "Eat, if you're hungry for a long time, it will hurt your stomach."
"… Oh."
The girl nodded, obediently touched the tray and picked up the dessert spoon.
When Luo Zhan was about to watch the little girl eat dessert, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.
Tang Ran across the table raised his head.
Luo Zhan tutted unhappily, took out his mobile phone, "I'll go take a call first, you can eat."
"it is good."
"… "
To be on the safe side, Luo Zhan walked outside the ear and closed the door before picking up the phone.
The person opposite hesitantly said: "Zhan, brother Zhan, are you busy tonight..."
"I have something to say." Luo Zhan paused for two seconds and frowned, "What happened in the laboratory?"
"Just, it's the bionic robot that was sent in the morning. I forgot to mention that I was not in the laboratory at that time. They thought it was a test product that they bought. It seems..."
"Like something."
Luo Zhan, who was leaning lazily against the wall, stood up straight, with an ominous premonition in his heart.
There was a mourning voice on the opposite side: "It seems that it was demolished."
Luo Zhan: "… "