She just saw Xue Zhengdong's great reaction and comforted him, hoping that he would not be impulsive.
Xue Zhengdong's character is indeed a bit extreme, but I heard that Lu Yao liked him and indulged him unconditionally.
That day, Xue Zhengdong and Wen Luyao left, leaving the housekeeper and servants to take care of Luo Nuan.
He also asked his personal followers to stay in the small mansion and pay attention to Luo Nuan's every move.
Three days later, Luo Nuan adapted to life on the ground and could eat normally. Xue Zhengdong and Wen Luyao came to see her again.
Luo Nuan is as thin as a stick, so the fluffy dress looks fashionable and beautiful on her body.
If you were a little fatter, this dress would look bloated and fat.
She is a girl who knows how to dress herself up very well.
She carefully combed her hair, pinned it with hairpins, and let it fall on her shoulders, adding a bit of elegance.
A fair and thin little face, a pair of round almond-shaped eyes, which makes her look even more childish and charming - like a child and like a woman, somewhere in between, she has a unique charm.
Xue Zhengdong's appearance was not particularly outstanding, because he inherited Feng Shuai's sharp eyes; and his mother and aunt were both very beautiful.
Especially his mother, who is not only beautiful, well-educated, gentle and showy, Feng Shuai never left home when he came back from the station in those years, only in her small mansion.
But the more Feng Shuai clung to her, the more breathless she became.
Living with a man she didn't love made her slowly wither.
She struggled in the cage built by power for several years, but she still couldn't convince herself to live in such a muddle.
She withered.
She doesn't love Feng Shuai and doesn't accept the life he offers.
It's a pity that she was born in an ordinary family and has no right to refuse in the face of power.
Luo Nuan has beautiful eyes, like her aunt; and a small mouth and pointed chin, a bit like her uncle.
Xue Zhengdong used to live with her.
Under the same roof, he never took a closer look at his little sister, and it wasn't until now that he realized that she was really a pretty little girl.
Seeing those eyes, which seemed to see his mother or aunt, Xue Zhengdong's heart softened.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
Luo Nuan apologized to him, her voice was soft and naturally charming, "I shouldn't have said bad things about Uncle Peng.
Maybe I'm just jealous.
Uncle Peng is too good to his children. When Ruo was sick, they ignored me, and I became jealous and resentful."
As she said this, she was still complaining: Lao Peng's child was sick, so he had no time to take care of Luo Nuan. It was Lao Peng's fault.
Since you have received money, you should do good things.
"Because you are so old and can take care of yourself.
How old is his little daughter? How important is her importance?"
Xue Zhengdong was unmoved, "The people below do things for us, but they also have their own hearts and know how to measure.
How you treat them will be how they treat you.
You can indeed criticize anyone harshly, but Lao Peng's child is seriously ill and you can have enough to eat and drink, so you can't understand his neglect?"
"Yes, I'm sorry brother."
Luo Nuan put her hands on her knees, very obediently.
It's so good that it's heartbreaking.
Xue Zhengdong was cold-hearted, but he was not overly concerned when he saw this, and continued to attend to business matters.
"What do you think?
Should you go back to Zhili or live with me?
If you live with me, I will arrange your studies, future and marriage for you."
Xue Zhengdong said, "For my aunt."
Luo Nuan raised her eyes, her eyes filled with tears, inexplicably soul-stirring, and a little different kind of pretty and pitiful: "I'll follow you, brother."