Chapter 438 The Smell That Day... Was It Her?

Old Su, still want to abduct his Luo family's little girl? !

Be her grandpa!

Want to be Luo Yuanchang's in-law? !

Pooh!

Mr. Luo was very angry, "This bastard, doesn't he have a granddaughter? Seeing that the other family's small green vegetables are growing well, he wants to pull them away, robber!"

The butler standing next to him was stunned.

Luo Yuanchang looked down at the phone angrily.

【Zhou Zhouzhou: Yo, the little girl must die of joy? How much does an artist earn? 】

【Liu 66: Your family slightly agrees? 】

[Su Zhengming: Shit! You dogs look down on people! As I said, the girl didn't agree at all, she said thank me, but she already has a very good grandpa in her family. 】

"Ouch!"

Mr. Luo stood up excitedly, bent down and covered his chest.

"Old man?" The housekeeper was in a panic, "Heart is not feeling well, I'll get you medicine!"

Mr. Luo waved his hands, raised his head slowly, and showed a very satisfied smile, "My heart doesn't hurt, I'm so happy!"

housekeeper:"……"

"My little girl Xia, why is she so caring? Ah, how can I, Luo Yuanchang, have such a well-behaved granddaughter-in-law? No, I'm going to burn incense for my ancestors!" Luo Yuanchang walked away.

After taking two steps, I still didn't forget to turn around to get my phone.

Sent a message in the retirement group.

[Yiba of the Luo family: x-on:苏大王, welcome to my house in the future, ho. 】

Come to his house to see the baby granddaughter-in-law!

[Su Dawang:? ? ? Lao Luo, did you send the wrong message? No head, no tail, ran into the wrong group. 】

You just went to the wrong group.

Your whole family is in the wrong group.

Luo Yuanchang chuckled twice.

It's such a cool feeling.

When old man Su knew that Xia Yatou was his granddaughter-in-law, he didn't know what his expression would be.

When Mr. Luo thought about it, he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, "Today, cook more for lunch, I feel like I can eat an extra bowl of rice!"

"This Luo old nerve!"

In the hotel, Su Zhengming looked at his phone and complained.

"He didn't call me back!? Could it be that he was stunned to see the girl reciting Song Ci?"

He tutted and shook his head.

At this moment, it was close to 7:50, Lin Qi had communicated with Assistant Li, and was accompanied by two security guards to go on stage.

"In the Grand Ballroom on the 5th floor."

Lin Qi helped Xia Bohe lift the hem of the skirt behind her, and said while walking, "First, the Guzheng performance."

"Okay~" Xia Bohe responded softly.

She entered the system to study just now, and her body can be regarded as taking a nap. Now she is full of energy, and her eyes are full of vitality.

When I walked to the corner and was about to take the elevator, it happened that the elevator next door opened.

A short-haired woman in a fiery dress came out, with red lips and smoky eye makeup.

But even with thick and long false eyelashes, it didn't seem to make her Danfeng eyes much bigger, as if her eyes were closed and weak.

She had a huge ruby ​​ring on one hand, which looked expensive, and her palm was pressed against her chest.

Xia Bohe couldn't help but be attracted to her.

The other party's gaze also looked at her.

The two couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation at the same time.

Cherish each other.

"Mr. Xia, the elevator is here." The security guard said in a low voice.

Lin Qi immediately blocked the gaze of the fire girl, and escorted Xia Bohe into the elevator.

The line of sight between the two was cut off.

It wasn't until the elevator door was about to close that Xia Bohe slightly lifted her skirt and turned sideways, only then did she hear a hoarse sound outside the door.

"Your name?"

"What perfume did you spray?"

Talk so foreign?

Xia Bohe couldn't help but look at her.

There was only a small gap left in the elevator door.

She didn't have time to answer.

The woman in the raging fire skirt outside the door only saw her indifferent but polite smile.

"Sister Sammy?"

The woman in the raging fire skirt turned around with regret, but before she left, she looked back at the elevator, "...the smell of that day...is it her?"