Locke lowered his palm, and the hand holding the phone tightened.
"Prepare the car!" There was obvious anger in Locke's tone.
He thought about various possibilities, but never thought that Luo Xiaoqian was married.
There was actually another man who got there first and took away what he wanted?
He wanted to see who dared to steal his things!
On the other end of the phone, Luo Xiaoqian smiled and returned the phone to Mike, winking at Leng Zimo who was standing in front of her, "Okay, now the parsnip is solved!"
Luo Xiaoqian doesn't have much feelings for Locke. To her, he is just a customer.
However, in view of the jealous man in their family, she still used the phone to express her married status to Locke in a timely manner. Even if Locke really wanted something for her, he should let him go after knowing that she was married.
"I hope he knows his taste!" Leng Zimo shrugged, "otherwise I wouldn't mind cutting him up and making soup."
At this time, two female assistants had also brought several other pairs of shoe boxes and opened them in front of him.
Tonight, Luo Xiaoqian is attending a film festival. She has to wear a dress. Of course, she can no longer wear flat shoes. When she saw the high-heeled shoes brought by her assistant just now, Leng Zimo was already furious. In desperation, the two assistants could only put on the more suitable ones.
Bring all the shoes and let him choose.
Scanning the shoes in front of him, Leng Zimo's eyes fell on a pair of silver short thick-heeled fish-mouth shoes. He bent over and took out the shoes to test the softness of the soles. He immediately reached out to hold Luo Xiaoqian's feet and help
She put the shoes on her feet.
Ah Jiu stood aside with a calm face, but the two female assistants who came to deliver clothes and shoes had envy on their faces.
I have long heard that my master dotes on his wife so much that it is outrageous. Today I saw it. Not only did he personally choose the shoes, but he also helped her put them on. How could he not be envious of such pampering?
After carefully helping Luo Xiaoqian put on her shoes, Leng Zimo reached out to hold her arm and helped her up from the chair, "Let's take a walk and see if you feel comfortable?"
Knowing his temper, Luo Xiaoqian took a few steps obediently, "It's quite comfortable."
The shoes only have a heel of three to four centimeters, and they are also thick. They are almost like flat shoes when worn, and are very comfortable.
Leng Zimo looked her up and down and made sure that her clothes and shoes matched well, and then nodded with satisfaction.
He turned around and walked to Luo Jun, who was playing with some puppies. He knelt down and touched the little guy's little head, "Momo, mom and dad are going out. You should be good and obedient at home. We will be back soon, okay?"
"Okay." Luo Jun nodded in agreement.
Kissing the little guy on the face, when he stood up and looked at John and several of his men, his expression turned cold, "Protect him carefully!"
"Yes, Mr. Leng!" Several people responded in unison.
"Please, everyone!" Luo Xiaoqian came over with a smile, nodded to everyone, kissed the little guy, then held his arm, and the two of them walked towards the door together. Ah Jiu had already brought a few of his men over.
Escort the two of them into the car.
Xiao Ding drove, Ah Jiu sat in the passenger seat, and the others sat in the two cars in front and behind, one after another, protecting the modified Rolls-Royce that Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian were riding in.
The three cars slowly drove out of the farm and headed towards the International Festival venue in the city.
