kvmb Chapter 143 Luo He is dead.
Chapter 143 Luo He is dead.
He always remembered what he had said to Lin Shu.
Having a child would give her more leverage, and An Cinian would have no chance of leaving her.
"Xie Yu'an, what's wrong?"
An Cinian really didn't understand. She raised her head, turned around and looked at Xie Yu'an. Why did she suddenly want to have a child?
"Don't you want one? I think we should have a child."
Xie Yu'an narrowed his eyes slightly. He was testing An Cinian, his gaze never wavering. He wanted to see all of An Cinian's emotions. If An Cinian dared to say the wrong thing, he would go crazy in the next second, he guaranteed.
"No, honey. If you like children, we can make some plans."
An Cinian didn't think much of it at all. Instead, she reached out and hooked her arm around Xie Yu'an's neck, smiling broadly.
She wished she could have a child. It was good that Xie Yu'an liked children, because if she died one day, she would have a rope to tie Xie Yu'an down, so that Xie Yu'an wouldn't easily commit suicide for love.
It's a win-win situation, so of course she's willing.
Upon receiving An Cinian's reply, Xie Yu'an's expression softened considerably, and the alarm bells in his heart instantly died down.
"Honey, the water's cold. I'd like you to come down and warm it up for me."
As he spoke, his outstretched right hand slowly slid down from behind his neck to his shoulder, arm, wrist, and finally to his palm, grabbing Xie Yu'an's hand and trying to pull him down.
Xie Yu'an, of course, did as she wished, and her mood instantly soared.
How could he not understand what An Cinian meant?
Holding An Cinian's slender waist and touching it was enough to make one's heart flutter. And below her tailbone, where she had no fat anywhere else, it was so alluring.
Soon, the entire bathroom was filled with love and warmth, and flushed.
Xie Yu'an was indeed born in the Year of the Dog. In this respect, she was no match for the Big Bad Wolf. The Big Bad Wolf devoured her without any mercy.
Sigh, it's not what I wanted anyway.
For the next few days, An Cinian sat quietly in her studio. Her painting was almost finished, and it was really wrong to keep her customers waiting for so long.
Speaking of this customer, An Cinian felt that this customer was really good-tempered. She was not in a hurry for her paintings at all, and sometimes she would send WeChat messages to chat about the style and ideas of An Cinian's paintings.
It's amazing that this customer's thoughts were remarkably similar to hers. In fact, after she gave a simple description, the customer drew a picture for her, which actually touched her heart. Judging from their aesthetic sense and style, they were practically the same person.
Amazing.
This led An Cinian to call Hu Chunchun specifically to ask her how this customer had found her. This customer wasn't just a customer anymore; she was a kindred spirit.
True friends are hard to find, so hard to find!
Because of this, Xie Yu'an started to get jealous of a stranger for no reason. This guy is too jealous for no reason.
At this moment, Xie Yu'an was still complaining to Lin Yan about his grievances at the entrance of the art studio.
"I really don't know which man has attracted all of my wife's attention. Look at my lovely wife, look at her, I, her big husband, am standing in front of her, and she doesn't even look at me. She's still chatting with that guy!"
The poor thing was so angry that he almost jumped up and hit someone.
"What if the person on the other end is a girl?"
"Impossible. I clearly heard a man's voice. Although I don't understand art, I can stay by Niannian's side. Whether Niannian wants rocks or paint, I'll give her whatever she wants. What is that man? He only knows how to talk and he'll take action."
Lin Yan was quite excited when she said that this man was acting very strangely. The young master was like a big bad wolf guarding its food, fierce but not daring to get angry at his wife, so he could only sit there anxiously.
"Your Highness, if you're in a hurry, then so be it. What kind of hero are you, grabbing my shoulder like that?"
Lin Yan looked utterly dejected. After glancing at Chen Yang, he fixed his gaze on the anxious Xie Yu'an.
Why is it always him who gets hurt?
The three grown men stood at the entrance of the art studio, watching An Cinian inside as she talked on her phone and fiddled with paints, looking just like three guardian deities.
Shu Yunji rushed over in a hurry.
His eyes immediately fell on An Cinian, who was beaming with joy in the art studio. After greeting her, he closed the studio door.
"Hey, what's wrong, wife?"
Lin Yan was bewildered by Shu Yunji's sudden action.
Shu Yunji patted his chest to catch his breath, his expression turning serious: "Luo He is dead."
"He's dead, so he's dead. I can't expect him to burn incense for me, can I?" Lin Yan waved his hand dismissively when he heard this.
Luo He was quite the troublemaker in college. He even got into a fight with Luo He back then, and he once caught Luo He off guard with his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
“That’s right, Xiaoyun. Luo He committed so many crimes, it would be too much to not execute him.” Chen Yang nodded, agreeing with Lin Yan’s statement.
Is it worth keeping such a person alive to bring bad luck during the New Year?
"But he wasn't shot; he was poisoned."
ha?
"Maybe he met a righteous person in prison who rid the people of a scourge," Lin Yan said, still unconvinced.
"Lin Yan, if you keep making sarcastic remarks, I'll get angry with you," Shu Yunji said reproachfully, giving Lin Yan a playful look.
Lin Yan coughed lightly, subtly indicating that he shouldn't interrupt.
“I thought so too at the time, but if someone poisoned someone, surely someone must have the poison. Luo He was alone in a room, and the food he was eating was obtained through his caretaker. Everyone checked the surveillance footage, and no one suspicious touched it at all. The strange thing is that no one touched it. Everyone was being distributed according to their numbers, and the caretaker was a newcomer who had no connection with Luo He. How could Luo He have died after eating that meal?”
Now that you mention it, it sounds a bit like a paranormal event.
However, Luo He was somewhat ridiculous. During the final trial, he shifted all the blame onto himself, leaving An Wenxin and the others completely absolved of any responsibility. There was absolutely no evidence that Luo He had been bribed.
Under such circumstances, An Wenxin didn't need to make things difficult for herself. But if it wasn't her doing, then whose work was it?
At that moment, the studio door was opened.
"Are you guys planning to hold a meeting in front of the art studio?"
After finishing the call, she heard a constant chattering at the door. She wondered what they were so eager to say that they started right there at the door.
"Niannian, Luo He is dead."
He then quickly told An Cinian everything, as he dared not deceive her again and could not make the same mistake again.
After listening to the whole story, and recalling her visit to Luo He, An Cinian concluded: "Luo He's death has nothing to do with An Wenxin."
Shu Yunji was somewhat puzzled. To be honest, the person who had a grudge against Luo He and could threaten him was the most suspicious.
"Just like you said, Luo He would rather die than betray them. He will be executed soon. An Wenxin doesn't need to make things difficult for herself. An Wenxin has become the vice chairman and is busy with company affairs. She doesn't have the time to pay attention to that madman Luo He."
That makes a lot of sense.
"However, I also know that there is someone else behind Luo He, and I think we are probably connected to that person."
The mysterious person he refused to reveal, claiming ignorance.
An Cinian's phone rang again.
"Ci Nian, Luo He is dead, do you know that?"