The first favorite of rebirth: Mr. President, borrow a marriage

Chapter 580 Little thing, who are you in a hurry with? 【Brother Cheng came to arrest people】

Thinking of his grandfather's advanced age, Luozheng didn't want him to worry too much, so he could only wait for Luo Shuyuan to help investigate the progress.

While waiting for Luo Shuyuan, Luozheng had nothing to do, playing chess with Mr. Luo.

At that time, it was in the back garden, the afternoon sun was just right, and it warmed people's hearts.

Chess is played for meditation, but Luozheng hides his thoughts and is very absent-minded. From time to time, he is beaten by Mr. Luo, and loses again and again in the end.

"Zheng girl, your heart is restless!"

Seeing that Luozheng lost again, Mr. Luo said with a smile.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I was thinking about something..."

Luozheng stuck out her tongue, and sighed inwardly after explaining this.

First of all, Xi Mubai unexpectedly became a vegetable, no one told himself about this... Secondly, there are some messy things, and his mind keeps thinking wildly.

"Young people, you should take a look and think more! It's getting late, I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare some delicious food..."

Old Master Luo got up slowly, and Luozheng wanted to help him up, but he waved his hand to signal that he didn't need it.

Just in time, the servant came up at this time and said that the room was ready, and asked Luozheng to go and see if it was satisfactory.

The place where Mr. Luo lives is surrounded by beautiful scenery. It is said to be a villa, but it is actually more like a manor.

This used to be the place where Mr. Luo used to live with his wife and children when he was young.

Later, when the children grew up, Mr. Luo moved to the center of the capital, and the place was vacant for a while.

Later, the children had a home, and his wife passed away due to illness. He was not used to the hustle and bustle in the center of the capital, so he moved back here again.

Luozheng followed the servants and walked upstairs slowly. It may have been a long time ago, and it felt full of the smell of books. There were various arrangements around, although some places were not novel enough, but they made people feel at ease.

"Miss Biao, this is your room."

The servant leading the way stopped in a room.

All the servants who take care of Mr. Luo here are not young, but have been in Luo's house for many years, and they are already considered old people.

In this way, I have some feelings for Mr. Luo, so I feel less criticism and more tolerant towards the granddaughter that Mr. Luo has been unable to let go of.

"here it is……"

Luozheng looked at the room, feeling a little sentimental in her heart.

After all, in her previous life, she was driven out by the Mu family, and her grandfather took her in, so she lived here, and she knew exactly who this room belonged to.

"This is Miss's room, that is, your mother. The old man has kept it all the time. We clean it regularly. It is very clean inside."

Saying so, the servant stepped back slowly.

With a feeling of nostalgia, Luozheng stretched out his hand to open the door. The color inside was plain and elegant, and it looked like a girl's boudoir.

This place belongs to Luo Huawei, and many things in it are arranged by Luo Huawei herself, giving people a warm feeling.

In the previous life, Luozheng didn't pay attention to experience it, but now looking around, she is full of nostalgia.

He even went to the bedroom, picked up a large photo album, and flipped through the details about Luo Huawei's growth.

From children to young girls, and then to maturity, there is no record behind.

Luo Huawei's life is short, like a gorgeous firework, after the brilliance blooms, it turns into a little bit of nothingness.

"Mother……"

Luozheng caressed the picture of the girl smiling like a flower on the photo album, muttering in her mouth.

In terms of appearance, Luozheng doesn't look like Luo Huawei, although she is equally outstanding, she should be more like her father... In comparison, even Luo Tingxue is more similar to herself than herself.

"Mother, is that answer really that important?"

Luozheng asked softly, with a little sigh.

The mother went to the empire and asked the man for the answer, and the plane accident happened... Although, I don't know the answer, and I can vaguely guess that it has something to do with feelings.

Luozheng had no interest in the so-called biological father, and even had a natural repulsion.

However, the mother didn't get an answer until she died. As a daughter, she should go and ask for it out of emotion and reason!

After closing the album, Luozheng walked to the side and looked at a row of bookshelves. There were many books on it, most of which were her mother's favorites.

Luozheng took out a book and flipped to the previous page. A short line of handwriting floated like a frightened bird, graceful like a dragon swimming.

[Although there is a tiger in my heart, I only wish to sniff the rose carefully.One by one King gifted to his beloved Weier]

This kind of handwriting, one can tell at a glance that it does not belong to women, but to men.

King?

The man who left these words for his mother must be the so-called biological father!
Luozheng was slightly taken aback, her heart trembled slightly, she didn't put the book back, but held it in her hand.

Then walk up a few steps, connected to the bedroom, and there is an independent room, but it is smaller.

The place is empty, with no extra decorations, only in the middle, there is a piano, covered with a white cloth.

Luozheng stepped forward, removed the white cloth, sat down slowly, and put the book on the piano stand.

For a moment, Luozheng's slender fingers landed on the black and white keys, listening to the melodious piano, slowly drifting out.

Immersed in the sound of the piano, Luozheng didn't notice that a slender figure appeared at the door, and his eyes fell on her, earnest and burning.

After playing a song, the man slowly approached, and his slender fingertips followed and landed on the keys.

Luozheng was startled at first, but because of the sudden appearance of the palm, she looked up and was startled again, and got up hastily.

"Bam—"

In an instant, his ankle hit the piano frame, causing sharp pain.

"Ah...it hurts..."

Luozheng staggered and fell back, reaching out to rub her ankle.

One second faster than her, the man squatted down, held her leg, put it on his knee, and gently penetrated the reddened area.

Immediately, Bao Hancheng frowned, and reprimanded him disapprovingly: "Little thing, who are you in a hurry with?"

"You said it!"

Luozheng waited for the pain to subside, and raised his mouth slightly, full of doubts: "Bao Hancheng, why are you here?"

Who knew, she would be surprised if he appeared suddenly!
This is Grandpa's Manor, no matter what, Bao Hancheng shouldn't have appeared, Luozheng couldn't figure it out at all.

But looking at it, Bao Hancheng's thin lips lightened, and he explained truthfully: "I met Patriarch Luo by chance, and he kindly invited me. I couldn't refuse, so I came to see it. It's you..."

At this point, the man raised his head slightly, his eyes glowing deeply: "Don't you go to school, take the college entrance examination? How come you sneaked to Luo's house so fast!"

It is true that the driver sent by Bao Hancheng once relayed that when school was over, he would pick up Luozheng and have dinner with Bao Hancheng.

Taking it for granted, Luozheng was so focused on leaving Bao Hancheng that it was impossible for him to do so obediently.

Now, she came to the door with the front foot, and Bao Hancheng arrived with the back foot. No matter how stupid Luozheng was, she still understood what was going on: "Bo Hancheng, did you come here because uncle invited you, or did you arrest me on purpose?"

(End of this chapter)