Dibao panicked. Could it be that what he feared would come true? Although it didn't make sense, he was still nervous.
But when the man got out of the car and revealed his pale face, Dibao's panic turned into surprise.
Luo Jinzhou looked over here, paused for a moment, and then walked over.
Due to physical reasons, he always carries a cane when he goes out, but it does not affect his excellent temperament.
Luo Jinzhou walked to Di Bao's table and stood still, nodding slightly, and said politely, "Miss Di."
"Mr. Luo? Are you here to see me?" Although Di Bao didn't ask this, he had a rough idea in his mind.
"Some people would like to learn more about it. Do you have time?"
"Dang, please take a seat."
"Thank you very much."
Zhang Ze stood behind Si Minghan, surprised, "Luo Jinzhou? Miss Di made an appointment with him?"
Si Minghan didn't expect that the pair of black eyes were still staring at him, cold and intimidating.
The waiter came over and asked, "What would you like to drink, sir?"
Luo Jinzhou thought for a moment and said, "Boiled water, please."
"Please wait." The waiter went down.
Luo Jinzhou's smile was restrained. "Sorry, I have a health problem and cannot touch those things."
Dibao nodded, "I'm fine, my health is more important."
The waiter brought the water.
Dibao asked, "Do you want to ask about Wujiu's situation?"
"I called her, but no one answered. To be honest, I'm very worried," Luo Jinzhou said. "Miss Di, could you tell me about her condition?"
"Don't worry, she's fine, don't worry, Mr. Luo." Dibao said.
"With your brother?" Luo Jinzhou asked.
"Yes." Dibao told the truth.
How could she not see what Luo Jinzhou was thinking, but she felt that if her second brother did not let the person go, she, as his younger sister, would have no say.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Luo Jinzhou.
Moreover, she also knew about the relationship between Luo Jinzhou and Wujiu. Due to some strange circumstances, they developed feelings for each other, but were later strangled to death by her second brother.
"Is it good to her?" Luo Jinzhou asked.
"Okay," Dibao said. After a pause, he asked, "Are you okay?"
Luo Jinzhou's gaze fell on the table, and the light reflected on his face, making it seem even paler.
I heard that when the Luo family's only son was ten years old, the doctor gave him a verdict that he would not live past eighteen.
However, he has been standing strong despite being sick.
Dibao admired the willpower of this kind of person.
Anyone who has been ill for so many years would have a bad temper and be unstable, but Luo Jinzhou's every move shows his calmness.
After a moment of silence, Luo Jinzhou raised his gaze and asked, "Will your brother marry her?"
This question stumped Dibao, because she hoped more than anyone else that her second brother could marry Wujiu!
"I don't know, but I don't want to discourage you. Wujiu is with my second brother now." Dibao said.
"Wujiu is engaged." Luo Jinzhou said.
Di Bao wanted to say that your real fiancée was not Wu Jiu, but it was obvious that Luo Jinzhou wanted Wu Jiu as a person, and it didn't matter whether she was the woman who was engaged to him.
"Mr. Luo, sometimes you have to make some choices, otherwise you will hurt yourself and there will be no good result in the end." Dibao advised him.
This statement is more or less based on my own experience.
"Your brother is trapping her." Luo Jinzhou changed the subject and continued to challenge.
Dibao did not deny it, "Yes. But don't worry, my second brother won't hurt her."
"Not hurting her, but trapping her, I can't understand."
Dibao saw with her own eyes how Wujiu was 'trapped' by her second brother, and indeed she couldn't speak for her second brother, but she would side with her family, "Actually, this is a grudge between Wujiu and my second brother. Mr. Luo shouldn't get involved. I'm doing this for your own good."
Luo Jinzhou didn't say anything, his face looked even sicker, as if he would collapse at any moment.
Just as Dibao was about to say something, the cell phone in her bag rang.
"Feel sorry."
I picked up the phone and saw that the caller was Si Minghan.
Dibao looked at Luo Jinzhou, Luo Jinzhou stood up and said, "Goodbye." Then he left.
Dibao watched Luo Jinzhou get on the car and wait until the car left. He was amazed. This man was so sick that he was about to fall, but he got on the car with a steady step.
The phone was still ringing, and Dibao came back to his senses and quickly answered it, "What's wrong?"
"Where?"
"Go shopping!" said Dibao.
"one person?"
"Yeah! But guess who I just met?"
When Emperor Bao asked this question, Si Minghan's facial muscles relaxed, "Who?"
"Luo Jinzhou. He came to me specifically to ask about Wujiu's situation. I think there is no hope for him. My second brother will never let him go." Dibao said.
Her eldest brother and third brother disliked Wujiu so much, but he insisted on keeping him, not to mention that an outsider was interfering?
"Um."
"Is this your company?"
"I'll pick you up later."
"No, I can take a car back by myself." Dibao said that she always had a driver when she went out, and it would be unnecessary for him to come and pick her up.
"Come right over."
"oh……"
After hanging up the phone, Di Bao was helpless. Si Minghan didn't give him any room for negotiation! He was as domineering as ever!
I flipped through the phone book and found Wujiu's number and called him.
Why did Luo Jinzhou say no one answered the call?
In Si Minghan's sea view villa outside Xizhou Island, Wujiu was curled up on the bed in the room, looking at Di Aotian warily like a vigilant little beast.
It was three days later when we came out of the Forbidden Island.
At the same time, Wujiu was brought out.
During those three days, Wujiu was tortured in every way and had no chance to breathe.
Wake up and this is where I am.
At the same time, there was Di Aotian, who was sitting on the sofa not far from the bed, with a cigar in his mouth. The aura of the black ruler was very intimidating.
The cell phone on the coffee table rang, startling Wujiu's young mind.
Since she got the phone, it hasn't rung.
Who could be calling her?
Abao, or Luo Jinzhou?
She hoped it was Po...
Di Aotian put out his cigar in the ashtray, stood up, walked towards the coffee table with his long legs, took his cell phone, glanced at the screen, turned around, and looked at Wujiu with a sharp and intimidating look.
Wu Jiu shrank back to the corner of the bed, "I didn't call Luo Jinzhou, I don't know..."
Di Aotian walked towards the bed, "Abao's."
When Wujiu got the phone, he looked at the two words "Abao" on the note and didn't know whether to answer it.
"Do you know how to say it?" Di Aotian asked.
Wujiu raised his face with an innocent look.
"Abao wouldn't have called you if he really wanted to make a fuss."
Wujiu held the phone in his hand without moving.
After the ringing stopped, she sobbed softly, tears falling one by one, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Why are you crying?"
"You...you bullied me, I want to tell Abao..." Wujiu looked so pitiful.
“…”Di Aotian sat down beside her bed.
As soon as he sat down, Wu Jiu was frightened and curled up like a little animal, "No..."
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