The woman froze.
Ada never dares to cross her, and it's the same ironies with guns and sticks. For a moment she did not know how to reply, but being taught by her daughter, the feeling of anger rose in an instant, and her eyebrows went up to say something, and Jane put out her hand to stop her.
To be fair, Jane felt her daughter was right, and after all this, wasn't she allowed to say something?
He frowned at the woman and said, "Ada is right, she is willing to help you is to admit you, this time is really your fault, you don't come and make trouble."
Perhaps because her daughter just "demonstration", Jane in front of his wife, also rare hard once.
The woman moved her lips. She was wrong, and now she had to count on her husband and daughter to help her, so she was silent for a few seconds, turned and sat down heavily on the sofa, her arms round to look away from them, obviously also sulking.
Jane sighed and ignored her. She turned to Jessica and said, "Come on, Ada. Come into the room."
The two people entered the room, closed the door, Jessica handed the bank card to the man, explained his "magic effect" on the little master Luo, in exchange for a moment of dismay from Jane, and then asked: "But this money... We didn't help them either, can we take it?"
"They have money, they don't care about it, they have to think about it." Jessica shook her head and shoved the bank card into the man's hand, "You take it to use, but dad, it is not a way to go on like this, if mom goes to gamble in the future?" What if you lose more than a million?"
Jane was silent.
Jessica only said this sentence, without forcing him, turned and said, "Let's go out first."
Jane's too soft...
Well, then, let that woman get herself killed.
The young man opened his eyes, as if he kept another person's body fragrance, and stretched out his long fingers to touch a soft and slightly cool bed surface.
He remained silent for a few seconds, then got up, his beautiful black eyes staring at the empty bed, his messy broken hair covering his eyebrows - like an angel in the fresco, with picturesque looks, sitting silently alone outside the French window in the sunlight.
When he's not moving, he's like a stationary sculpture. After silence for a while, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, expressionless, and went to wash himself alone.
Lord Lo himself brought breakfast, saw the young man sitting by the window, the sun sprinkled on white clothes and white pants, lined with white as transparent skin, the whole person crystal clear, only the ends of the hair was stained with a slight light gold light.
He called out, "Achin?"
There's no response.
The world of Luo Chen is very simple, and it is not very easy to express happiness and sorrow, so in the eyes of outsiders, this is a quiet and clever scene, but no one knows how the young heart is going through the process of collapse.
The man is gone.
He ignored him and left.
He did not know why, but felt abandoned, exquisite beautiful and indifferent appearance, is a little at a loss, almost collapse of the heart.
The teenager sat quietly, lashes on the black eye pupil, Luo master gently called him several times, but also failed to exchange for a response.
He seemed to be in a daze.
But Lord Lowe felt something was wrong.
He quickly called the doctor, but no matter what he whispered to comfort him, the young man remained unresponsive, motionless, quiet as a sculpture.
Luo master's face was gloomy, turned to go out to call Jessica, went to the door of the room, but happened to meet the pay Yan from the revolving escalator.
See Luo master's bad face, pay yan Leng Leng, quickly cleverly bent to say hello.
Lord Lowe glanced at her, remembering what he had said yesterday, and said casually, "Go and see Aachen."
Pay Yan happily hurriedly responded, went to the door of the room, heard the voice of Lord Luo on the phone, the tone is obviously anxious and unhappy: "... On the way? Are we almost there? against Why don't you take care of Achen, he's like this today?"
Pay Yan thoughtfully, into the room.
Her eyes touched the young man by the French window, and her breath was still for a moment.
Every time I see it, it's amazing. The teenager's wrist was on his knee, his side face was quietly looking out of the window, his eyelashes were moving, and he was exquisite and beautiful.
The doctor nodded at her nearby.
Pay yan back with a smile, suddenly calm.
A servant's daughter. Compare that to her. She also likes Roc too much, yesterday lost her head, and actually because of this there is a sense of crisis.
She lived in the Luo family for a few years, the relationship up and down are very familiar, even if the Luo master, there is a little familiar. Besides, from what Lord Lowe just said, that girl's fucked up, isn't she?
Although we do not know what happened after yesterday, it is clear that Lochen is still the same, and is not affected by the woman at all.
If he really made an exception for that woman, now that she's not around, shouldn't he be angry and looking for talent? Instead of sitting quietly like this, exactly the same as before.
She crouched down in front of him and whispered softly, "Achen? I've come to see you."
She put out her hand tentatively.