The amnesiac wife of the blackened boss is sweet

"Luo Shaojie, my sister was killed by you, you must die!"

Qin Shuang was still yelling when she was thrown out, Su Yichen covered Su Xiaobao's ears, and was shocked by hearing it.

Until the people were dragged away and the howls could not be heard, the younger brothers led by Qin Shuang knew that they were not easy to mess with, so they all followed suit.

Only then did Su Yichen loosen his hand covering Su Xiaobao's ears, and he asked, "Father, those uncles are so fierce, who are they?"

Su Yichen didn't know either, so he had no choice but to go and see Luo Shaojie.

"It's okay, I guess he was drunk and talking nonsense, Chenchen doesn't need to care about what he said," Luo Shaojie said calmly.

He stirred the soup pot with a spoon, "These are all cooked, let's eat first."

This is an old-fashioned restaurant, so he turned his head and asked the waiter to bring a screen to block the view from other tables.

After eating a meal, except for the ignorant Su Xiaobao who ate his stomach full, Su Yichen noticed that Luo Shaojie didn't eat much at all. He didn't know if it was because he was not used to the taste of this restaurant, or because what happened just now spoiled his appetite.

Su Xiaobao felt sleepy when he got in the car when he got out, and Su Yichen had no intention of playing, so everyone drove back.

Before arriving home, Su Xiaobao fell asleep in the car. The old ghost parked the car and got out of the car to help pick up the child.

Su Xiaobao woke up with another embrace, saw that it was Uncle Ghost, then blinked blankly again, and fell asleep on his shoulder.

"Just put him on the crib." Su Yichen followed to open the door of the children's room.

Luo Shaojie quietly went back to the second floor, and opened the door. His face was so clear that nothing could be seen on the surface, but in fact, if you looked closely, you could see tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

Even the hand that opened the drawer trembled slightly, unscrewed the white medicine, and swallowed two pills with no expression on his face.

While waiting for the burning sensation in his stomach to pass, someone knocked on the door, and Su Yichen said from outside: "Brother Jie, you didn't eat much just now, I made you a bowl of clear water noodles."

In the room, Luo Shaojie opened his eyes, opened the bedside table, put the medicine bottle back in his hand, and then opened the door.

Su Yichen put his face on the coffee table in the room, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Luo Shaojie turned on the switch, and the room lit up suddenly. The bowl of noodles on the table was very tender, with a few green leaves floating on the surface, which looked very refreshing.

Su Yichen handed him the chopsticks, "You don't look well, I didn't make it too greasy for you."

Luo Shaojie's complexion is indeed not good, especially under the light, the white is almost pale, and Luo Shaojie's height is 187 in the impression. The cynical hostility seemed to reveal a natural coldness in his bones. Su Yichen had been with him for three years, even though he took care of him meticulously, he still didn't know him well enough.

He has a reserved and deep personality, and he will not easily confess to others what he thinks in his heart. Whether it was before or now, this has not changed.

"Brother Jie..."

"Ok?"

Luo Shaojie stopped eating noodles, stopped his chopsticks and waited for him to continue.

Su Yichen was a little uncomfortable, and glanced away, "I just want to say, don't keep hiding things from me in the future."

He scratched his forehead as he said, "I used to be really stupid and stupid, and always lacking in understanding, but now..."

"Hehe, how can you say that you are heartless?" Luo Shaojie laughed, the cold and hard lines of his face softened, and he stroked his hair affectionately, "You are talking about meeting Qin Shuang today, right? It's nothing serious, so I don't need to tell you."

It's this sentence again, it's not important, it has nothing to do with you, so I don't need to tell you.

When he said this, it was really not easy for Su Yichen to ask further questions. Many times, he actually wanted to get closer to him, but an invisible force could always push him away. There seemed to be no sense of distance. The year-old Su Yichen was also pushed away by this feeling, which made him uncertain what kind of feelings Luo Shaojie had for him. It was true to be kind to him, true to pamper him, true to pampering him, but the sense of distance was also true. real……

In the afternoon, Su Xiaobao woke up and was led by Su Yichen to do his homework in the living room. Luo Shaojie came down from upstairs with the car keys in his hand.

Su Yichen stood up, "You want to go out?"

He nodded and changed into a white shirt, "There is something temporary in the company, I have to go and have a look."

Seeing that his face looked better, Su Yichen felt relieved, "Then you bring more clothes, the weather forecast says there will be heavy rain today."

"There are clothes in the car. I may not come back to eat at night. You should close the doors and windows after dinner and go to bed early." He looked at the time as he spoke, and the car that came to pick him up honked twice. It was just in time. .

He walked to the door, stopped again and turned his head back, "By the way, I left the old ghost here, and I will teach Xiaobao some self-defense techniques from today onwards. If you want to learn, just follow along. In this regard, the old ghost is an expert. "

The old ghost came in from the door, nodded slightly to Luo Shaojie, and Luo Shaojie went straight into the black car parked outside the door.

Watching the car leave, Su Yichen suddenly asked: "Isn't he going to the company?"

The old ghost on the side was stunned, and Su Yichen said very clearly, "He must be wearing a suit when he goes to the company, and the driver is not Secretary Li who regularly picked him up."

The old ghost was slightly surprised. Mr. Luo did not go to the company, but to the hospital to meet someone.

The black car drove into a relatively secluded military hospital and stopped at the door without a sound. Two bodyguards who had been waiting here opened the door.

Luo Shaojie got out of the car and asked, "Who else is here?"

The bodyguard said: "Auntie arrived half an hour before you."

Luo Shaojie nodded, and followed a group of people to take the elevator up to the fifth floor.

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened, and in the corridor not far away, Luo Bixia was standing in the corridor wearing a small suit with a bag on her shoulders. She was still holding Luo Li in her hand, and a few doctors were following her, talking to her carefully.

When Luo Li saw Luo Shaojie, his eyes flickered a few times, but he didn't call Dad safely, but called "Third Uncle" restrainedly when someone approached.

Luo Bixia raised her well. Although she still has a gloomy temperament, she looks a little more decent than before.

Hearing the movement, Luo Bixia turned her head and raised her eyebrows, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Luo Shaojie glanced at Luo Li before replying, "What's the matter?"

Luo Bixia called out all the doctors around, leaving only Luo Li, and said with a frown, "Stomach cancer, advanced stage."

Luo Shaojie didn't speak.

Seeing his bland reaction, Luo Bixia couldn't help but get angry, "Luo Shaojie, that's your father! You have to pretend to be me!"

Luo Shaojie was silent for a while, "When did you find out?"

Luo Bixia was melancholy, "Yesterday, he started to vomit blood and was sent by the nursing home. The test results came out today."

She sighed, her face full of melancholy, "What's the matter with all of them, the old man also died of this disease", she suddenly looked at Luo Shaojie, "Isn't it a family hereditary disease? Shaojie, do you want to go for a checkup too?" one time?"

Luo Shaojie glanced at her, then turned to go to the ward.

Luo Bixia grabbed her tightly, "I'm not joking with you, what about your medical report this year? Why haven't I seen it until now?"

Luo Shaojie smiled, "Why must I show my aunt the medical report? Aunt should worry about herself first. Qin Shuang is back, so think about how to save your energy to deal with him."

Luo Bixia was startled, "What, he's back? What is he doing back?"

"Hehe, why do you think he came back?" Luo Shaojie's mouth was playful, and then he glanced at Luo Li, but he didn't say anything after that, but turned around and pushed open the door of the ward to enter.

Leaving Luo Bixia stunned in place, her face full of worries.

When Luo Shaojie entered the door, he caught a glimpse of an old man on the bed. He was only about fifty years old, with gray hair and a haggard face.

He closed his eyes, lying on the hospital bed with a pale complexion, and he could not survive long.

Luo Shaojie stood in front of the hospital bed for a while, his dark eyes were deserted, if someone else saw it, they would not have guessed that these two were father and son, father and son.

But so what about father and son, in the eyes of men, he is just a bastard with blood relationship.

Luo Shaojie laughed suddenly, staring at the cold bed, "You live longer than me."

Even a scum like you can live such a long time. God really has no eyes. She has been sleeping underground for 19 years. She died a miserable death. She didn't close her eyes when she died. Just waiting for your blood to nourish her resentment.

No one knew what Luo Shaojie said in the short half hour in the ward, and within 10 minutes after he came out, the alarm sounded in the ward.

A group of doctors hurried in and out, surrounding the patient with various first aid methods. Luo Shaojie stood outside smoking a cigarette, looking indifferently at the distant mountains.

After an unknown amount of time, a soft sigh came from behind, "Mr. Luo, I'm sorry..."

The doctor looked at his watch. At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the patient's multiple organs failed, and the rescue failed, and his heart stopped beating...

Luo Shaojie threw away the cigarette butt, stomped it out with his foot, and glanced coldly at the ward, thinking that it was better for him.

The Luo family's house, which had been quiet for a long time, became lively again. White cloth was pulled in the house, and the remaining crooked melons and dates of the Luo family finally gathered together under such circumstances.

No one was looking for Luo Shaojie's bad luck, and he was left alone in the lobby, with the boss and his wife standing far away from each other.

The Luo family, which was once huge, is now falling apart. Few are alive, and most of them have no good end.

Although the Luo family was in decline, the business of the Luo family was booming day by day in Luo Shaojie's hands. Almost all the people who came up to pay homage to this ceremony were interested in Luo Shaojie's current status as the supreme businessman, so they came here for a formality to get acquainted with each other. Face, I have the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Luo in the future.

The originally peaceful funeral venue was disturbed by a group of people who broke in suddenly.

Qin Shuang took the lead, this time with a lot of people behind him, rushing in aggressively.

He held a stick in his hand, chewing gum in his mouth, and gouged out Luo Shaojie: "Mr. Luo, this dead one is my brother-in-law. It's not too much for me to pay homage to him, right? Want to stop me? They don't take me seriously, so I can only force my way in."

"Mr. Luo Haihan!" He raised his head, the corners of his eyes drooping down, the bruises from yesterday's beating by the old ghost are still there, how can there be any hint of Hanhan all over his body?

A bodyguard wanted to stop him, but Luo Shaojie repelled him with a look. Luo Shaojie took a look at him, and stepped aside, "Little uncle, please."