Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The call ended.
Under Mr. Luo’s extremely contemptuous gaze, Luo Zhan walked back to his seat calmly, put his long coat back in its place, and sat down.
Then Luo Zhan calmly picked up the knife and fork and continued to eat his lunch.
Mr. Luo was so angry that he turned around and looked at Butler Lin: “Lin Yi.”
Lin Yi took a step forward and bowed slightly: “Old sir?”
Mr. Luo snorted and asked, “Let me ask you, are young people nowadays all so shameless when they are in love?”
Lin Yi paused. Then he looked up at Luo Zhan with a subtle expression.
In the corner of the dining room, two servants standing with red wine in their hands looked at each other and almost couldn’t help laughing.
Luo Zhan didn’t seem to feel Luo Jingyuan’s indirect criticism at all. During the entire main course, he seemed to be extremely focused on eating and didn’t utter a word.
Finally, Luo Zhan took a sip of red wine and put down the wine glass. After signaling the servant to clear the dishes, he turned towards the main seat and asked calmly, “Grandpa, can I make a phone call here?”
Luo Jingyuan paused holding his knife and fork, and raised his eyes: “You can’t talk on the phone anywhere, but you have to do it in the dining room? … What bad ideas are you thinking of?”
“It’s just that after this call, I may need to consult you on a question.”
Luo Jingyuan looked at Luo Zhan suspiciously but couldn’t make any judgement. He then frowned and turned his gaze away: “Whatever you want.”
Luo Zhan immediately took out his cell phone and made a call.
Luo Zhan waited for thirty or forty seconds, but the other party didn’t answer. He frowned and looked at his phone, then hung up and dialed again.
Luo Jingyuan pretended to ask casually: “Who did you call?”
Luo Zhan raised the phone to his ear and answered nonchalantly, “A servant of the Tang family.”
“——”
Luo Jingyuan used too much force on the steak knife in his hand, causing a sharp crackling sound to appear as it rang against the white porcelain plate.
Two seconds later, Luo Jingyuan looked up and gritted his teeth in anger: “What kind of messed up people are you associating with now?”
Luo Zhan lazily didn’t raise his eyes: “It’s the 21st century, grandpa, are you old antiques still so class-discriminatory?”
“…” Luo Jingyuan choked.
“Besides, this is not my friend.” Luo Zhan placed his right hand on the edge of the table, his slender knuckles tapping in an unconscious rhythm.
Mr. Luo’s expression relaxed a little, but he still frowned: “Who is that person to you? Why did you leave her your contact information?”
Luo Zhan knocked on the table and chuckled, “I left her with my little girl, as a protector.”
Mr. Luo: “…”
As soon as Luo Zhan finished speaking, the other end of the line was connected. Duan Qingyan’s voice then sounded cautiously: “Master Luo, Master Luo?”
“Did you just deliver lunch to Ran Ran?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“When did you leave?”
“Just left not long ago.”
“Then you should have met Tang Luoqian as well?”
“Hey? How did you know…” Duan Qingyan realized that her tone was a little too intimate, so she quickly stopped talking and only answered Luo Zhan’s question, “I met her. She just left the side house not long ago.”
“What did she say?”
“Ah?”
“I asked……”
The lazy and carefree look on Luo Zhan’s face faded away, and the rhythmic tapping of his knuckles on the edge of the long table also slowed down a little.
When he spoke again, his voice was low and cold: “Tang Luoqian, what did she say to Ran Ran?”
This tone, which made people feel a chill in their bones, once again brought back the memory of Duan Qingyan being “threatened” to her. So, she shuddered in her heart and spoke quickly.
“After Tang Luoqian arrived, she told Xiao Ran that Mr. Luo had agreed to their marriage proposal. And that she had won over Xiao Ran, saying that no one would ever want to marry Xiao Ran… She also said that you, how you treated Xiao Ran…”
Duan Qingyan’s voice gradually became lower.
Luo Zhan’s eyes had turned cold: “What else did she say?”
Duan Qingyan gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and repeated boldly: “She said that you were just playing around with Xiao Ran, and that there is no way you would really like a little blind girl!”
“Pah.”
Luo’s Dining room.
The servant in the corner, Mr. Luo sitting at the main seat, and Lin Yi standing to the side behind Mr. Luo – no one in the entire dining room spoke, and all eyes were focused on Luo Zhan’s right hand.
Two seconds ago, the slowly tapping knuckles suddenly stopped, making a startling noise on the long table.
The servants standing in the corner looked at each other and their breathing became lighter.
Ten or so seconds passed in dead silence.
Luo Zhan withdrew his right hand, lowered his eyes and looked at the deep red that was showing through his fingers due to excessive force, but his expression was as cold as ice.
“……I see.”
After hanging up, the phone was silently and slowly put back into the coat pocket.
Seeing their young master completely shed his usual laziness and become inexplicably gloomy and cold, the servants dared not even breathe a word.
At this time, only Lin Yi could speak. So, he half-jokingly said, “Master, are you practicing one-finger Zen with the table at home? Please be more lenient. I flew to Northern Europe two years ago to bring this one back. It really can’t stand the tossing.”
The coldness in Luo Zhan’s eyes faded little by little.
After sitting quietly for a few seconds, he took the hot towel handed to him by the servant and wiped his bloody fingertips casually: “Grandpa, give me Tang Luoqian’s contact information.”
Mr. Luo’s eyelids twitched: “What do you want to do?”
Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and sneered in a hoarse voice: “I am not going to beat her.”
“Think about Tang Ran’s surgery and don’t be impulsive at the critical moment.”
“I know my limits.”
“…” Mr. Luo thought for two seconds, then nodded towards Lin Yi, “Give it to him.”
“Yes, old sir.”
Half a minute later, Lin Yi got Tang Luoqian’s personal cell phone number. He then walked to the high-back chair where Luo Zhan was sitting, leaned over and handed the phone to Luo Zhan.
Luo Zhan glanced at the dial-up interface and looked at Lin Yi with his eyelids raised: “?”
Lin Yi smiled: “Master probably doesn’t want the eldest lady of the Tang family to appear on his phone, so use my phone to call. If there are any problems later, I will handle them as well.”
Luo Zhan was silent for a few seconds, then raised his lips: “No wonder my grandfather relies on you so much, Butler Lin?”
“It is my duty Young Master, you are overpraising me.”
“Thank you.” Luo Zhan took the phone from Lin Yi, stood up and walked to the rose window beside the dining room. He then stopped with his hands in his trouser pockets and dialed the phone with one hand.
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