"Qianqian, did you do something wrong?" Luo Xihan asked with a speechless expression. Listening to Luo Qianqian’s ’self-criticism,’ why did he feel like a senior who was completely incapable of clearing things up? The main point was, what was wrong with eating? If eating was considered a dangerous activity, then his youngest son must have been dancing ballet on a tightrope high in the sky every day."
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Luo Yanran sneezed. "Achoo... who’s thinking of me? It must be my Xiao Nuannuan and Xiao Qianqian." Saying this, he took out his phone and began to send saccharine messages. Of course, half an hour later, he appeared at the airport.
"I was wrong," Luo Qianqian admitted sincerely.
She really felt she had made a mistake; she shouldn’t have gone to eat Italian food. Just looking at it screamed high calories, and then... because of the people she dined with, she didn’t dare to eat at all!
"I now feel very special, very certain that I made a mistake. If I must say what I did wrong, it definitely was going to eat with people I don’t like!" Luo Qianqian nodded affirmatively. "Because that way, you end up not feeling full!"
"Are you talking about Chu Ting?" Luo Xihan looked helpless. How could he not know about Chu Ting’s business? "Even if she’s bold, she wouldn’t dare make a move on you in that kind of place, unless..."
"Unless I’m bound to die, and she has a way to wash away the suspicion," Luo Qianqian naturally continued. "No CCTV, no witnesses, if I died then, it would really be a death without proof." Luo Qianqian felt truly fortunate once again that smartphones had not become common or someone might have taken a small video.
Luo Xihan looked at Luo Qianqian with a smile that was not quite a smile. "But the store does have surveillance equipment, how can you say there are no cameras?"
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes. She had people handle it, how could she not know?
"If there were surveillance, we wouldn’t be discussing this here, and you wouldn’t be asking me. You’d have gone straight to check the footage," Luo Qianqian said matter-of-factly, without any sign of weakness.
Luo Xihan shook his head helplessly and had to admit, Luo Qianqian’s logic was sound; indeed, that was true.
Old Master Luo waited for his son, then got up, walked over to Luo Qianqian, and sat beside her. He patted Luo Qianqian’s still damp hair. "Don’t worry, don’t worry, grandfather’s here. No one dares to bully our Qianqian."
"Mmm," Luo Qianqian nodded emphatically, then rubbed her damp hair against Old Master Luo’s body.
Just as Luo Xihan was about to say something more, the computer beeped twice. He hurriedly looked at the screen, his expression turning serious, then relieved, then very angry, before he finally closed the laptop and looked at Old Master Luo. "It was an accident."
"Huh?" Luo Qianqian exclaimed in surprise.
Qin Nuan and Cong Rong had been waiting by the staircase to hear Luo Qianqian’s self-criticism. Hearing this news, they immediately came downstairs, looking puzzled at Luo Xihan.
Luo Xihan sighed. These two kids were involved too; it was okay for them to know. "The truck driver runs long-haul routes all year round and sees his wife infrequently."
"Then his wife divorced him, and, heartbroken, he attempted suicide?" Luo Qianqian blinked as if it were a matter of fact.
Old Master Luo furrowed his brows and shook his head slightly, "Young people nowadays really can’t withstand much, back in the day..."
"Dad, could you not go off topic because of Qianqian?" Luo Xisi looked at the throbbing veins on her younger brother’s forehead and quickly interrupted Old Master Luo.
Luo Qianqian stuck out her tongue, just trying to liven up the atmosphere. It was too serious after all. Who knew Grandpa would take it seriously?
"So his young wife had an affair, finding herself a Pretty Boy." Luo Xihan sighed and continued, "This time, her husband came back unexpectedly and caught the two in a private meeting. He wanted a divorce, and since the wife was at fault, she wouldn’t get much from the property. So the young wife and the Pretty Boy decided to go all-in, even conspiring to kill the driver so that they could inherit everything from the family, including claiming the truck driver’s accident insurance. Therefore, they tampered with the truck’s brakes... Wasn’t there a steep slope right in front of the restaurant you went to? You were lucky you ran off... now, the woman and Pretty Boy have been arrested for attempted murder."
Luo Xihan sighed again, "If you had really been hit, and if you were lucky, it would still take a year and a half to recover, and if not... there wouldn’t even be a whole body left."
Old Master Luo nodded and looked at the three girls, "What are your thoughts on this?"
Qin Nuan was startled and rubbed her head, "In relationships, you need to be devoted entirely. Understanding and forgiveness are necessary. You can’t nurture with a brick in your hand, nor can you embrace with it—basically, you need to be understanding and not too harsh."
Cong Rong frowned, "If there’s no love left, leaving is also an act of kindness, and separating can be graceful. One should never do something that is morally reprehensible. That is the moral baseline."
Luo Qianqian tilted her head, "We should buy several large insurance policies. Who knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow?"
In Qin Nuan’s words, they felt the girl’s tenderness. In Cong Rong’s words, they sensed the girl’s rationality. But in Luo Qianqian’s words... they just wanted to crack open her head to see what on earth was inside? Talking about buying insurance?
However, even Old Master Luo had to admit there was some sense in what Luo Qianqian said, frowning, "I’ll buy it for you tomorrow, but don’t you start crossing the street without looking at the traffic lights or the crosswalk because you have insurance, or walk without watching where you’re going, or carelessly getting into fights or arguments, you hear?"
"Dad, Qianqian and Shufan already have it, they bought it long ago." Luo Xihan was utterly exasperated. How could Luo Qianqian’s lack of sense possibly be inherited from their own dad? He always managed to steer the conversation off course so easily.
"Buy two more. I think it’s very necessary," Old Master Luo said seriously. "But it might still be best to hire a bodyguard or something, to prevent this kid from getting into trouble again."
Luo Qianqian pouted, "Grandpa, do you think having a bodyguard will help me avoid this kind of man-made disaster? Today was lucky; what about next time? I don’t know."
Old Master Luo slumped back into the sofa, yes, today had indeed been a stroke of luck amid misfortune; none of them had suffered serious injuries.
Luo Xihan sighed, such things were unpredictable.
"Speaking of which, I just remembered something that happened when I went to the mountainous region." Luo Xisi hadn’t forgotten her promise to tell Luo Qianqian a story and slowly started.
"Uncle, no ghost stories, okay? If I can’t sleep or don’t sleep well, your future daughter-in-law will suffer too," Luo Qianqian narrowed her eyes, mustering her energy while sneakily threatening him.
Luo Xisi was left speechless; even if it wasn’t for Luo Yanwu’s girlfriend’s sake, he wouldn’t dare scare Luo Qianqian in front of Old Master Luo.