He has fallen into a desperate situation. When he was young, he was vicious and had too many enemies. Now he is attacked by many business forces, including his own son.
At this point, Luo Mingxuan only had one idea in his mind. He picked up his cell phone and made a call.
"Hey, is this Mr. Bo? I'm Luo Mingxuan. I have a plan I want to talk to you about..."
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After ending the international call with Luo Mingxuan, Luo Xichen turned on the computer and began to pay close attention to Lowe Real Estate.
He originally started his career in real estate. Rather than sit back and watch the Lowe's real estate be absorbed by other forces, he might as well find a way to use it for his own purposes.
After about two hours, Luo Xichen turned around and looked at the sky, which was gradually getting darker.
It's time to go back, Wan Qing is still waiting for him at home.
Just thinking of this made him smile involuntarily. What is she doing at home now?
Going downstairs to the garage, Luo Xichen started his Bugatti Veyron and called his beloved wife while driving.
"Hey, is this Xichen?" Her sweet voice came from the other side of the phone.
Luo Xichen tilted his head slightly and asked in a good mood: "Wan Qing, what are you doing?"
"Let's make dinner with Aunt Yan and wait for you to come back."
"Yeah?"
"Of course."
"Then I'll be back soon to try my dear craftsmanship."
Luo Xichen remembered that the last time she cooked for him was more than half a year ago.
At that time, he asked her if she would be willing to cook for him for the rest of her life. She was still confused and did not understand the meaning of his words.
Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago, but the taste of that bowl of porridge is still as vivid in my memory.
Thinking of this, Luo Xichen's stomach grumbled, and he was hungry.
He stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed of the car. In about ten minutes, Luo Xichen returned to their love nest.
Stepping into the lobby of the villa, the fragrant smell of rice greeted him, which completely aroused the greed in Luo Xichen's stomach.
Su Wanqing wore a light-colored patterned plaid apron, carrying plates of dishes, and ran between the kitchen and living room tables.
When she saw Luo Xichen, she ran over happily like a happy bird, gave him a warm hug, and whispered in her ear: "Xichen, welcome home."
"I'm back, wife." He hugged her tenderly and stroked her slightly messy hair affectionately.
"I've prepared dinner, come and eat." Su Wanqing let go of his arms, held his hand, and pulled him to the sumptuous dining table.
"Let me try it." Luo Xichen sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork, put it in his mouth and chewed it, with a smile on his face, "Yes, it is the taste I like."
After saying that, he ate several pieces in a row, and then tasted several other dishes one after another, praising them endlessly.
Su Wanqing sat opposite Luo Xichen, looking at him eating happily, feeling a sweet sense of satisfaction in her heart.
This kind of warmth was something she had never experienced before. And Luo Xichen fulfilled her dream of a family.
"Why are you looking at me?" Luo Xichen noticed her gaze, raised his head in confusion, with vegetable stars on his lips, "Eat quickly, let's eat together."
A bright smile appeared on Su Wanqing's lips, she nodded seriously, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.
The home he gave her was of great significance to her. He had fallen into a desperate situation. He had too many vicious methods and enemies when he was young, and now he was attacked by many business forces, including his own son.
At this point, Luo Mingxuan only had one idea in his mind. He picked up his cell phone and made a call.
"Hey, is this Mr. Bo? I'm Luo Mingxuan. I have a plan I want to talk to you about..."
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After ending the international call with Luo Mingxuan, Luo Xichen turned on the computer and began to pay close attention to Lowe Real Estate.
He originally started his career in real estate. Rather than sit back and watch the Lowe's real estate be absorbed by other forces, he might as well find a way to use it for his own purposes.
After about two hours, Luo Xichen turned around and looked at the sky, which was gradually getting darker.
It's time to go back, Wan Qing is still waiting for him at home.
Just thinking of this made him smile involuntarily. What is she doing at home now?
Going downstairs to the garage, Luo Xichen started his Bugatti Veyron and called his beloved wife while driving.
"Hey, is this Xichen?" Her sweet voice came from the other side of the phone.
Luo Xichen tilted his head slightly and asked in a good mood: "Wan Qing, what are you doing?"
"Let's make dinner with Aunt Yan and wait for you to come back."
"Yeah?"
"Of course."
"Then I'll be back soon to try my dear craftsmanship."
Luo Xichen remembered that the last time she cooked for him was more than half a year ago.
At that time, he asked her if she would be willing to cook for him for the rest of her life. She was still confused and did not understand the meaning of his words.
Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago, but the taste of that bowl of porridge is still as vivid in my memory.
Thinking of this, Luo Xichen's stomach grumbled, and he was hungry.
He stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed of the car. In about ten minutes, Luo Xichen returned to their love nest.
Stepping into the lobby of the villa, the fragrant smell of rice greeted him, which completely aroused the greed in Luo Xichen's stomach.
Su Wanqing wore a light-colored patterned plaid apron, carrying plates of dishes, and ran between the kitchen and living room tables.
When she saw Luo Xichen, she ran over happily like a happy bird, gave him a warm hug, and whispered in her ear: "Xichen, welcome home."
"I'm back, wife." He hugged her tenderly and stroked her slightly messy hair affectionately.
"I've prepared dinner, come and eat." Su Wanqing let go of his arms, held his hand, and pulled him to the sumptuous dining table.
"Let me try it." Luo Xichen sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork, put it in his mouth and chewed it, with a smile on his face, "Yes, it is the taste I like."
After saying that, he ate several pieces in a row, and then tasted several other dishes one after another, praising them endlessly.
Su Wanqing sat opposite Luo Xichen, looking at him eating happily, feeling a sweet sense of satisfaction in her heart.
This kind of warmth was something she had never experienced before. And Luo Xichen fulfilled her dream of a family.
"Why are you looking at me?" Luo Xichen noticed her gaze, raised his head in confusion, with vegetable stars on his lips, "Eat quickly, let's eat together."
A bright smile appeared on Su Wanqing's lips, she nodded seriously, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.
The home he gave her was of great significance to her.