Leng Zirui wanted to say something more, but Luo Xiaoqian had already come out with two plates of fried pasta, placed them in front of the two of them, and then brought out her own portion.
Sitting down in the seat farthest from Locke, Luo Xiaoqian just stared at Leng Zirui.
"You just said that there is news about Zimo?"
"Zimo?" Leng Zirui deliberately repeated the name she had said in broken Chinese, "Who is he?"
"It was you who said 'Leng Emperor' just now." Luo Xiaoqian frowned and reminded.
"Oh, I remembered, I did say that." Leng Zirui picked up a few spaghetti with a fork, "I pointed out an Italian music group."
"You..." The fork in Luo Xiaoqian's hand fell heavily on the plate, "Are you lying to me?!"
Leng Zirui stuffed the vegetables on his fork into his mouth, "I'm not lying to you, I'm telling the truth. They are indeed called 'Leng Di'. If you don't believe it, you can ask Locke, Mr. Locke..."
Locke slowly enjoyed the Chinese-style Italian fried noodles made by Luo Xiaoqian in front of him, not intending to help Leng Zirui, "I haven't heard of it."
Knowing that she had been deceived by him, Luo Xiaoqian sat up from her chair, turned around and left.
After taking two steps, she turned back and strode up to Leng Zirui. She reached out and grabbed the fried noodles for the two of them, turned around and poured them on the table.
Seeing the mess all over the table, Luo Xiaoqian turned around and picked up her portion of fried noodles on the table and went upstairs.
After Qi returned, she still had to eat. Both she and Xiaoxiao needed nutrition.
It's just... they just can't eat it!
On the side, the servant looked at Luo Xiaoqian, but he was too frightened to speak out.
Normally, Locke would lose his temper even if he made even the slightest noise while pouring wine, but now Luo Xiaoqian dared to pour out the noodles he was eating.
This little lady is so bold!
Seeing Luo Xiaoqian walking up the stairs with her face straight, Leng Zirui just chuckled.
"What a cute little angel!"
Why!
No wonder so many people like Luo Xiaoqian, his sister-in-law is so cute even when she is angry.
Locke raised his fork, picked up the remaining piece of vegetables on the plate, and brought it to his mouth, "You should think of a more interesting excuse."
Leng Zirui shrugged, "Maybe next time?"
snort!
Their sister-in-law cooks food, where can he get it if he wants to?
There was no noodles to eat, so Locke put down his fork, wiped his lips, and said, "Let's go upstairs."
The two went upstairs again and walked to Locke's study. Only then did the servants dare to come forward and clear the table.
Luo Xiaoqian was eating noodles in the room. When she heard the sound of the two going upstairs, she curiously walked over and leaned against the door to listen. After a moment of hesitation, she walked out quietly, covering her mouth and nose with her hands.
Stop carefully outside Locke's door.
She lost her temper on impulse just now. She thought about it carefully just now and realized that this ROY suddenly mentioned Leng Zimo. It couldn't be without reason, so she thought of coming over to eavesdrop.
In the study, neither Locke nor Leng Zirui expected that she would eavesdrop.
"How about Leng Zimo?"
"You'll know it when you see it."
Leng Zirui took out his cell phone from his pocket, pulled out the photos he had taken and sent them to Locke's desk.
Locke took the phone and looked at the photo above carefully, "Are you really sure he is dead?"
"Of course!" Leng Zirui laughed loudly, "Didn't you see his expression when I took out the gun? He really regarded me as his younger brother, with a look of surprise and confusion on his face."
