Chapter 540 Luo Shuning Wants to Be the Main Wife Gu Luo sat on the sofa, his fingers trembling unconsciously, and he was completely confused. For some reasons, he was too busy avoiding Tang Qi, so how could he take the initiative to invite her as an external aid?
Especially when he saw Tang Qi walking in in high heels, his eyelids twitched.
In the past, in order to get close to him, Tang Qi always pretended to be weak and harmless, and spoke softly. But today, the collar of her beige windbreaker was open, revealing the black silk shirt underneath. Sunglasses hung on her fingertips, the corners of her lips were curled, and she exuded the cold aura of someone who had been up and down in the entertainment industry for many years.
This was a feeling of oppression at the level of a queen. The moment he entered the door, even the stagnant air in the living room seemed to be stirred by this momentum, which was no less cold than the coldness on Luo Liang's body.
In fact, Tang Qi, who knew that Tang Qi had even been to the Heavenly Palace, did not dare to provoke the Luo family in the capital, and did not dare to offend the old man Luo Qidong in the slightest, but he was not afraid of the Caizhou Luo family, that is, Luo Liang.
The two have no intersection in their careers, so it is difficult for them to target each other.
She came here today just to support Luo Shuning, not to mention, she was still following Luo Shuling's wishes, which could be said to be the wishes of old man Luo Qidong.
For Tang Qi, with the imperial sword, she is sure to protect Luo Shuning as her daughter-in-law. As long as she is in the same boat with Luo Shuning, getting along with Gu Luo in the future will be a natural process.
Before Gu Luo could come to his senses, he saw Luo Shuning, who was like an ice sculpture, suddenly move.
When she stood up from the sofa, her movements were quick and somewhat hasty, and the calmness on her face was instantly shattered, replaced by a genuine smile.
It's not perfunctory politeness, but tenderness with a light in the eyes.
Luo Shuning took two or three steps to Tang Qi, bent her wrist, and held Tang Qi's arm affectionately, her fingers gently grasping the cuff of her windbreaker, her voice as sweet as honey dipped in sugar:
"Godmother."
As soon as the word "godmother" was uttered, the living room suddenly became so quiet that one could hear the ticking of the wall clock.
Mr. Liu looked confused. As the only outsider, he really couldn't figure out the relationship between these things.
Luo Shuhe's expression became more complicated.
Gu Ximan widened her eyes even more, thinking to herself, "What the hell?" Why is this sense of déjà vu so strong?
It seems that Sister He also approached Dad secretly in this way back then, right?
Wow, that's how everyone plays, right?
Gu Luo's head was buzzing and a little confused.
This word "godmother" is so interesting and carries so much weight.
It's closer than "Auntie", but there's a deliberate layer of distance between them. It's obvious that Luo Shuning was concerned about his feelings and didn't directly call her "Mother-in-law" or "Mom".
But this deliberate closeness is enough to subvert everyone's cognition.
Tang Qi was also stunned for a moment, and lowered her eyes to look at Luo Shuning who was holding her arm. A trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then was replaced by tenderness.
She raised her hand and gently brushed the hair that fell on Luo Shuning's shoulders. Her movements were gentle, and her voice softened, losing the coldness she had when she first entered the room.
"Ningning, godmother is here."
Luo Shuning smiled even sweeter, and her steps became lighter as she walked towards the sofa with Tang Qi on her arm.
The two sat side by side in the empty seat next to Luo Shuhe. Without waiting for anyone else to make a move, Luo Shuning picked up the celadon teacup on the table and poured a cup of warm tea for Tang Qi.
When pouring tea, tilt your wrist slightly so that the tea covers just one-third of the bottom of the cup, no more, no less.
After pouring it, she held the teacup in both hands and handed it over, with a little joy in her eyes: "Godmother, please try this tea."
"Okay, godmother, try it." Tang Qi took the teacup, but didn't drink it at first. She just skimmed off the foam with the cup lid. Her eyes swept over the different expressions of the people in the living room - Old Liu's confusion, Gu Luo's dumbfoundedness, Luo Shuhe's complexity, Luo Liang's cold face, and Gu Feng's surprise, all of which were taken in her eyes.
Then, she raised her eyes to look at Luo Liang who was sitting in the main seat, and her tone regained some composure, with an unquestionable firmness:
"Sister Liang, I'm sorry for coming here uninvited today. But there are some things I have to do for my goddaughter."
Hearing this, Luo Liang put his fingertips on his knees and did not answer. However, his already cold expression became even gloomier. The aura around him seemed to be frozen, and even the air seemed to be frozen.
Gu Feng on the side was completely confused. He looked at Tang Qi, then at Luo Shuning, and then at Luo Liang whose face was ashen. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say - this situation had exceeded his expectations, and now he couldn't even find a way to start a conversation.
The water is not just muddy, it is completely murky.
Tang Qi seemed unaware of the oppression in the living room. She turned to look at Gu Feng again, and her voice softened instantly, with a hint of subtle grievance:
"Brother Feng, long time no see. I'm really sorry to bother you this time."
In response to her attitude, Gu Feng could only nod stiffly. His throat moved, but he still couldn't say anything in the end.
The entire living room fell into silence again.
The ticking sound of the wall clock was particularly clear. Luo Shuning leaned against Tang Qi, his fingers gently rubbing the cuffs of Tang Qi's windbreaker, with a reassuring smile on his face, which was out of tune with the solemn atmosphere around him.
Tang Qi held the teacup and looked at Luo Liang calmly, her aura no less than his.
Luo Liang stared back at her coldly, and there seemed to be invisible sparks colliding between the two of them. The rest of the people could only freeze in place, even breathing a little slower.
Old Liu rubbed his hands unconsciously on his knees. Now he felt numb all over, from his scalp to his heels. He finally understood that he had fallen into the complicated family affairs of the Luo family and could not get out even if he wanted to.
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