Don’t Cry

Chapter 48

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The old man Luo shook on the spot: "What do you mean by that? What do you mean that gift is you?"

"literal meaning."

"You, you tell me clearly!"

"… "

Luo Zhan lightly twitched the corner of his mouth. He turned sideways, looked at his grandfather with a cool look in his trousers pocket: "The bionic robot you gave her was damaged by the people in the int laboratory. There was no other suitable way at that time. , I can only replace it."

Mr. Luo froze for a few seconds before digesting the news: "So you are outside during this time..."

"Yes, she is the underage girl you heard from the Qian family before."

Mr. Luo's breath was tight: "You can have a better way to compensate her, you don't have to do these things. I can re-order the robot, and let them make new products as soon as possible! Besides, let's talk about you How can you do the robot thing well?"

"… "

Luo Zhan was silent after listening.

After a few seconds, he turned his face away and sneered softly: "I am also surprised that I can do it well. I hesitated before making a decision and felt unwilling, but now I can only be happy."

The old man was very angry: "What's so lucky about this? You are the future heir of the Luo family. What's the point of doing that kind of hard work for a little girl

"Ingratitude is even more outrageous, grandpa." Luo Zhan smiled coldly, "I owe her a pair of eyes and so many years, so what's the point of making her a robot?"

"… "

From Luo Zhan's rare serious eyes, he saw a certain kind of determined emotion, and Mr. Luo was lost in thought.

When he came back to his senses, his face became a little ugly: "Are you determined to put yourself in for the rest of your life in order to compensate her?"

"For a lifetime?" Luo Zhan was slightly startled. After returning to his senses, he lowered his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "It sounds really aspirational."

Master Luo: "—?"

Luo Zhan raised his eyes again, his expression returned to his usual laziness, but the emotions in his eyes couldn't be more serious: "Even if I didn't find out about this today, I'll still make this decision, sooner or later."

Old Man Luo's beard shook: "What did you decide?"

Luo Zhan: "I won't marry Tang Luoqian, it's impossible."

"… "

Mr. Luo's ominous premonition deepened. After a few seconds of silence, he had a Matsushita expression, trying to ease the atmosphere: "This matter can be discussed later. You are all still young, so you can't be impulsive, so don't hurry-"

Luo Zhan didn't give him a chance: "So grandpa, you can go and talk to the Tang family."

The old man's eyes trembled: "What?"

Luo Zhan said calmly, "You can get married, you can do it right away, but I want to change to that little one."

Master Luo: "...?"

In the corridor opposite the long window on the terrace, at the stairway stood the housekeeper Lin Yi and two servants of the Tang family who had come with Luo Zhan and Mr. Luo before.

It is their professional ethics and instinct to not listen to the private affairs of the employer's family. Therefore, just like Lin Yi, the two servants stood far away from the long window on the terrace.

However, just when the corridor was quiet, a roar slammed into the window—

"She's still a child, what is the moment when she gets married?! I, I, I, I, I, I, I will kill you, the unworthy descendant of the lintel, for the ancestors of the Luo family! ... Where is my crutch? Where is my crutch!?"

The two servants of the Tang family stopped communicating and stayed where they were in shock.

They really couldn't imagine that this thunderous movement was a roar from the old man who seemed elegant and easy-going when he just sat in the tea room.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, then turned to the opposite side—

The butler of the Luo family stood calmly on the spot with a still smile on his face, holding the cane in one hand for the old man.

Lin Yi turned back and smiled calmly until he noticed the eyes of the two of them: "Small scene, don't panic."

One of the servants asked in shock, "Is this a small scene?"

"certainly."

"Have you seen a bigger one?"

Lin Yi smiled: "As a professional butler who has undergone rigorous training and has experienced countless tough and demanding employers, what kind of scenes have I never seen? I have seen the pink hellokitty apron play, it's nothing. ."

"… "

The two were instantly in awe.

The Tang family steward who went to the side house to bring Tang Ran to the main house to say hello was about to die at this time.

He turned his head three times for every two steps he took, and every time he saw that the little girl with the blind stick had moved a little further than the previous time, he couldn't help urging irritably:

"Miss Tang Ran, please hurry up. The old master Luo and the young master of the Luo family are the distinguished guests of the family. You are not afraid of being reprimanded by the old lady if you neglect them?"

"I… "

Tang Ran opened his mouth to defend something, but swallowed it again.

She knew that the other party didn't want to hear her explanation at all, and the more reasonable the explanation she gave, the more embarrassing the other party would become.

So even if you are wronged, it is better to remain silent.

In the completely unfamiliar Tang family's main house, she could not see the repaired flat and spacious roads. Every time she took a step, she could only see the darkness ahead. Every unfamiliar place in the dark that has not been stepped on is like an abyss that can swallow people to the unseen.

But Tang Ran could only follow his words, restraining his fear as much as possible and speeding up a little.

The steward didn't relax because of her speeding up a little bit, he just muttered more impatiently: "It's been eight years of bad luck, why do you want me to lead you, in case you are blamed by the old lady after going up, I will also I have to be scolded…”

"… "

Tang Ran has the most sensitive ears, and she heard these words word for word. The girl's fingers holding the crutches slowly tightened, and the fingertips were crushed to the point where the blood faded, revealing a cold pallor.

"Hey, miss, why did you stop?" The steward stood on the bottom two steps of the stairs, turned around and came back, "Are you getting angry with me? Can you go get angry with the old lady if you have the ability? Gotta hurry up too-"

"No hurries."

A cold and gloomy voice, as if frozen in ice, suddenly sounded high up the stairs.

The steward shivered from the cold, and hurriedly shrank his neck and turned his head. He saw a slender young man standing by the handrail on the top of the dozen or so steps.

On that handsome face with no flaws, a pair of dark eyes stared at him coldly. Combined with the aura of condescending and keeping strangers away, and the name of this person who has always been outside, the steward suddenly felt a little weak in his legs.

He smiled stiffly and awkwardly: "Young Master Luo? You, no, why are you here?"

Luo Zhan took his icy gaze away from him, and when he landed on the little girl who was standing blankly behind, his eyes softened involuntarily.

He couldn't help but take the next step down.

It was just at the moment when he returned to his senses that he remembered that he was in the main house of the Tang family at this time, not any other place where he could treat the little girl without any scruples without worrying about causing trouble for her.

Luo Zhan could only stop again with restraint.

The irritability that was so close but couldn't get it immediately intertwined in his heart, making his voice colder by two points when he spoke again:

"I listened to your loud urging before I went downstairs, like a noisy parrot, and ended up urging a blind little girl?"

The steward hurriedly wiped his sweat and bowed: "I am also afraid of delaying and delaying your distinguished guests. The old lady asked me to bring her to say hello. In case of delay, then... "

"Is it so important to see me?"

Listening to the steward's sophistry, Luo Zhan hummed coldly and walked down with his trousers in his pocket.

"It's the last time, it's for my funeral, and I won't be able to see you later?"

"...Ouch! You can kill me - how can you, Master Luo!"

The steward was almost frightened by these words, and he was at a loss for what to do.

"I don't dare to say your bad words if you lend me a few courage! It's my fault, I shouldn't urge, I shouldn't urge, I'll remember it next time, don't bother with me!"

Luo Zhan has seen much of this kind of villain who watches people serve dishes. Even if he has already written down in his heart at this time, Luo Zhan will not "teach" the other party about Tang Ran's matter, lest the villain fail to retaliate against him and turn his anger on Tang Ran.

Luo Zhan could only suppress the restless coldness in his eyes and glanced coldly.

"I'll take her up, get out."

"Yes Yes."

The steward dared to question, he hurriedly turned around and ran away.

When the figure over there disappeared from sight, Luo Zhan quickly walked down the last few steps until he walked to the little girl.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you can treat him as a dog barking, ignore him, let alone listen to him - if you fall, can he still hurt you? ?"

After Luo Zhan finished speaking, the little girl just closed her eyes and remained silent.

Luo Zhan frowned unexpectedly: "Tang Ran?"

After a few seconds of silence, the girl finally said softly, "Have you finished talking about your engagement with Tang Luoqian?"

Luo Zhan was taken aback.

It was only then that he remembered after all—

It was different from his perception that the two had just separated for more than ten minutes. In the concept of a little girl, he and the old man of the Luo family came to talk about "marriage contract" today.

And he was the one who sent the "bionic robot" to her side house, but he didn't even show a gesture of breaking up... scumbag.

Luo Zhan: "."

It seems to be a fatal game, so difficult.

Young Master Luo fell into deep thought.

And in this silent time, the little girl's heart was almost cold.

She found that she couldn't be as open-minded as when she spoke to Duan Qingyan—

Even if she had made preparations that Luo Zhan would be taken away one day, but when that day came, she was still sad and stingy, like a child holding her candy bottle tightly.

"It's just a piece of candy, nothing." Everyone coaxed her like this since childhood.

"But this is the only piece of candy I have." The little girl in her heart hugged the glass bottle tightly and whispered with red eyes.

But no one will hear.

Even if they heard it, they would pretend not to hear it.

Tang Ran's eye circles turned a little red.

She herself felt that her emotions were going to get out of control, and she didn't want Luo Zhan to see it. That would be humiliating, and it would feel like a threat.

So the girl lowered her head very hard, letting the long, slightly curly hair beside her ears hang down, half covering her face. She didn't wait for Luo Zhan's answer any longer. She walked around the person in front of her, groped for the handrail of the stairs, and tried to go upstairs with her blind cane.

So Luo Zhan was thinking hard, and found that his little girl was aggrieved like a little ostrich who just had to bury her head in the soil, and was slowly moving up the stairs step by step.

Luo Zhan woke up and chased after a few steps.

He instinctively reached out to grab the girl's wrist: "I'll help you."

But the next second he just touched, Luo Zhan's hand was thrown away by the little girl's conditioned reflex—

"No, I myself..."

The two were standing beside the handrail of the stairs, very close. Tang Ran was in a hurry to get rid of it, not to mention the distance in the dark. Luo Zhan's hand directly hit the right-angled edge of the wooden handrail.

"Bang" with a muffled sound.

Luo Zhan instinctively frowned in pain.

He looked down and rubbed an obvious white mark on the back of his finger—it was already foreseeable that there would be a scary-looking bruise after tomorrow.

Tang Ran stayed for a few seconds.

After reacting, the little girl panicked and threw down the blind stick in her hand.

It was the first time she was so flustered, and the outstretched hand groped in the air a few times before she touched Luo Zhan's arm: "What's wrong with you? Where did you just touch? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to Luo Luo..."

The girl's voice was slightly choked with anxiety.

But it wasn't until the little girl raised her head that Luo Zhan realized that her eyes were already red.

Luo Zhan sighed silently in his heart.

All the unruly, unruly, restless young master's temper in him seemed to immediately disarm and surrender as soon as he met her, and there was no resistance at all.

Luo Zhan followed the girl's worry and held it on his arm and was careful not to touch his hand, so he slowly held it back.

"No matter what my grandfather says, I won't get engaged to Tang Luoqian - so, you don't need to rush to distance yourself from me, and don't be red-eyed because of this."

"… "

Tang Ran was stunned in that voice that was not angry at all, only comforting her more gently. Then she could feel the man clasping her hand, leaning down as if a little stiff.

Luo Zhan picked up the blind cane that the little girl had loosened from the stairs, and stood up straight again despite the injury on his body.

He passed the blind stick into her other hand.

Then Luo Zhan leaned over slightly and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Don't throw your hand next time you get angry, it doesn't matter if you throw me, what should you do if you knock yourself down? If you're really upset, just hit me with a blind stick. I won't move. "

Tang Ran's eyes turned a little redder.

After a while, she lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

The young master laughed lazily: "Where are you asking? It really hurts to see your eyes are red like a little rabbit."

Tang Ran: "Hand."

"Do not… "

The word "no pain" with no conscience hit the brakes and stopped again.

Luo Zhan was silent for two seconds: "It hurts."

The little girl hurriedly raised her head: "Then let's go to the Tang family's family doctor—"

Luo Zhan: "Don't be so troublesome."

Tang Ran: "Huh?"

Luo Zhan: "I just heard about a recipe for pain relief recently."

Tang Ran: "?"

Facing the little girl's dazed and anxious little face, Luo Zhan pressed down several times, but in the end he couldn't hold back. Driven by the trident-wielding demon Luo in his heart, he whispered:

"It is said in the remedies that if someone hurts, then as long as the 'culprit' kisses the wound with sincerity, the pain will be healed immediately."

Tang Ran: "...?"