Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"Shengsheng prefers a Chinese or Western wedding?"

The sudden question made Wen Ling pause with the cotton swab in her hand, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Chinese style."

Wen Ling was a little curious about how Xie Qiyan would look in the red wedding gown. Luo Xi didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing the curve of her lips and her gentle expression at the moment, Luo Xi also laughed.

Luo Qiao stood behind him and looked at Luo Xi like this, his eyelashes trembled, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Early the next morning, Wen Ling went downstairs and met Luo Qiao.

She looked at her with a look of hesitation, and Wen Ling went downstairs and sat at the dining table to eat breakfast without looking up.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Luo Qiao's cold eyes lost some of their sharpness and showed a hint of hesitation. After a moment, she took a few steps forward, fixed her gaze, and spoke.

"Miss Wen, I hope you can treat the young master well."

Wen Ling paused while eating, then looked up at her. What she was saying really made her laugh. Did she have any obligation to be nice to Luo Xi?

Wen Ling lowered her head, and Luo Qiao couldn't see her expression, so he could only continue.

"The young master is truly kind to you, without any other calculations of personal gain."

It was also the first time she saw the young master like someone so much.

"The Carrot family is very complicated. The young master's childhood was not easy. His father had many illegitimate children, and his mother used him as a tool to fight for power. Therefore, the young master may have a somewhat paranoid personality."

Is that paranoia? That's already distorted. When comparing misery, there's always someone worse off.

This world doesn't allow those who are miserable to receive special treatment. Why should Luo Xi's miserable childhood be the cause of her suffering? What kind of logic is this?

It was obvious that Luo Qiao was completely devoted to her young master, and Wen Ling was too lazy to reason with her.

Means nothing.

"You like Luo Xi."

Wen Ling's attack hit the target. Luo Qiao didn't expect Wen Ling to say this suddenly. His expression was broken for a moment, and then returned to his usual calmness.

"The young master will always be the young master, and I will only be his most loyal subordinate."

Luo Qiao looked serious, and her eyes revealed her persistence, making her believe that if Luo Xi was threatened with a fatal threat one day, she would stand in front of Luo Xi without hesitation.

But this is none of her business. She is still under the control of others and has no time to care about their twists and turns.

After dinner, Wen Ling found Luo Xi and told him that she wanted to learn how to shoot.

Although Luo Xi didn't understand, this was the first time Wen Ling asked him for something, so he happily agreed.

The back of the manor was very empty, and Luo Xi asked someone to prepare a ladies' pistol for Wen Ling.

Wen Ling glanced at the surroundings. The huge training ground was surrounded by men in black, ready for battle.

She thought it was funny that a weak woman like her needed so many people to guard her.

Wen Ling gripped the gun tightly as Luo Xi had instructed. Luo Xi stepped forward and held her hand holding the gun. She subconsciously tried to struggle but he held her hand tighter.

"Shengsheng, if you hold the gun incorrectly, you might hurt yourself.

Luo Xi came a little close to her, and Wen Ling pursed her lips uncomfortably, but Luo Xi seemed not to notice and patiently helped her correct her gun-holding posture.

"Shengsheng, there's no need to be so nervous. Keep your eyes focused and raise your arms higher."

There was no shadow on Luo Xi's smile. Luo Qiao, who was standing not far away, watched the interaction between the two quietly.

She suddenly remembered what Wen Ling said at breakfast.

She admitted that she liked the young master, but everything was subject to the young master's will and as long as he was happy, everything else was insignificant.

Wen Ling aimed at the opponent's target, his eyes flashed, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out.

Following the sound of a gunshot, Wen Ling shook his hand, which was numb from the shock. The shot hadn't missed the target, but it wasn't accurate enough.

Luo Xi next to him applauded.

"very nice."

Wen Ling practiced for a long time again, tapped his sore arms, and returned to the living room.

She was curled up on the sofa watching a movie, while Luo Xi was sitting next to her, handling work on the computer. They had nothing to do with each other, but it was inexplicably warm.

Even the housekeepers around found this scene a little unbelievable. For the first time, this house had a touch of human touch. Luo Qiao was standing far away.

She knew that this was what the young master wanted most, and she would fight to the death to keep it for him.

But these were all short-lived and false. Luo Xi accompanied her for lunch and then left.

Wen Ling was playing with the pistol in her hand. After practicing in the morning, Luo Xi saw that she liked it and gave it to her. Wen Ling returned to her room and waited quietly.

Thinking about the hail of bullets in a while, I felt a little nervous.

"Don't worry, Wenwen. I will ensure your safety."

Wen Ling smiled and said, "That's right. Fortunately, I have you as a cheat."

"Wenwen, do you know why Luo Xi left suddenly?"

She didn't know but could guess, "luring the tiger away from the mountain."

"Yeah, Luo Xi is quite pitiful. I just found out that his mother was one of the people who framed him. His mother is dissatisfied with Luo Xi's lack of control, so she plans to have another son take his place."

"The most shocking thing is that the son was born to his mother and another man. It's really like a son who has no love from his father. Your entertainment industry is really messed up."

Wen Ling took out the bed sheet from the cabinet and tore it open, then took down the curtains, tore them apart and tied them together, and determined the length. Listening to Xiao Qi's introduction, Wen Ling felt nothing except a sigh.

She just wanted to escape from here now.

Her room was on the second floor, located inside and well hidden by the window, so there were actually many people guarding it in the dark below, but they would surely be too busy to take care of themselves later, and this was also a good opportunity for her to escape.

Perhaps it was because Wen Ling hadn't put up much of a fight since arriving at the manor, so Luo Xi wasn't too strict with her, like leaving the windows unwelded and giving her a pistol to play with. Of course, it could also be because he felt she couldn't escape.

As the first gunshot rang out, Wen Ling's heart trembled. This was the first time she had experienced such a scene. Xiao Qi helped her check the situation outside.

"Wenwen, it's time to get out of the window. No one will come here within five minutes."

Wen Ling's movements were quick and agile. In times of crisis, she could unleash unimaginable energy. The second floor was considered high, but she knew she couldn't hesitate.

Holding the bed sheet tightly, he slid down little by little.

This was the scene Xie Qiyan saw when he arrived. He had detected Wen Ling in the room and had planned to take action tonight, but he hadn't expected the Carrot family to suddenly erupt in internal strife. This was also an opportunity.

He had originally wanted to climb up from here and take Wen Ling away, but he didn't expect to see such a scene. His heart was instantly hanging in the air, his throat was suddenly blocked, and he couldn't speak, for fear of disturbing her.