Luo Jun's tone was very calm, but underneath this calmness, there was an undercurrent that could send chills down the spine.
"Uh...it's okay, it's okay, it was a mistake!"
"Yes, Mr. Luo, this is completely a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
…
When the reporters saw him, they all felt chills on their backs, dropped their cameras in panic, and exited the lounge one by one as if they were fleeing.
How can they mess with people from the Leng family?
Those guests who came to see the excitement, seeing that the situation was not good, were afraid of getting angry, so they greased the soles of their feet and ran away faster than the reporters.
Soon, a lonely Qiao Wei was left by the door. With a forced smile, Qiao Wei turned around and took a step back.
"I'm sorry for bothering you..."
Luo Jun spoke in time, "Miss Qiao!"
Qiao Wei was frozen in place as if she had been cast on a body-fixing spell. A chill rose from her tailbone to the back of her head. She broke into a cold sweat and said, "Luo... Luo Jun..."
Looking across her pale face, Luo Jun's tone softened, "I'm a little upset about my stomach. Can you prepare a bowl of red date porridge for me?"
Red... red date porridge?!
Qiao Wei originally thought that there would be a violent storm soon, but she didn't expect that he would be so harmonious and gentle.
"Of course... of course."
"Thank you then." Luo Jun knelt down again and continued to blow Chu Xiaochen's skirt.
Qiao Wei looked at his side face to make sure that she was not hallucinating, and then she felt a little calmer, "Then...you guys take your time to sort it out, and I...I'll prepare porridge for them."
With a whisper, she carefully closed the door that had been kicked in, and then turned around and walked downstairs.
Luo Jun didn't lose his temper. How strange is that?!
Could it be that...he didn't discover the truth?
So what happened to Chu Xiaochen’s scream just now?
Qiao Wei couldn't figure it out.
Inside the door, Luo Jun was helping Chu Xiaochen blow up her skirt while already dialing Han Qing's number.
"Go upstairs immediately."
He shouted these four words completely!
After a moment, Han Qing hurried upstairs and looked at Luo Jun, whose face was ashen. His face was also extremely pale.
"Luo...Mr. Luo?!"
"Where have you been?" Luo Jun looked at him with cold eyes and his voice suddenly rose, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to leave two meters away from her?"
Han Qing lowered his face, "Luo... Mr. Luo, I'm sorry for..."
Chu Xiaochen hurriedly pulled Luo Jun's arm, "Luo Jun...this...it's not his fault. I asked Assistant Han to go shopping."
Luo Jun took a deep breath, and when he spoke to her again, his voice was gentle, "You don't have to explain it to him!"
"It's true." Chu Xiaochen glanced at Han Qing apologetically, "I was afraid that you would have to drink during a social event and that you would have an upset stomach, so... I asked Han Qing to go out and buy some stomach medicine for you. You...
...Don’t scold him, it’s all my fault.”
Chu Xiaochen shook his arm lightly, "Luo Jun, don't be angry..."
Turning his face and looking at the coquettish look on her face like a little girl, Luo Jun gritted his teeth, then glared at her with a smile, "She looks like one!"
"How can I act?!" Chu Xiaochen pouted and blinked at him with her big eyes, "Are you acting like a baby? Who can't?"
Seeing her cute look, Luo Jun lost his temper no matter how bad he was.
Taking a helpless breath, Luo Jun glanced at Han Qing, who was still there with a downcast face, "There is a person in the cupboard. Try to take him out quietly. Let me check carefully. If this matter can't be handled well, you won't be able to do it tomorrow."
