love addiction

The hand covering her waist was finally released, Luo Yisheng got up and brushed up the golden wig, brushed the lips stained with his breath with the tip of his tongue, raised his leg and kicked the fainted man, "Sure enough, there is no one in the man." nice one!"

She turned around and opened the door of the private room, and after seeing that there was no movement outside, she left gracefully.

Luo Yisheng returned to the residence and found that her room had been turned into a mess.

It seems that those people have already found her residence, and this place is not suitable to stay for a long time.

Thinking of finding a new place again, Luo Yisheng felt a little headache.

She suppressed her anger and called Funing, "I'm going to change places again, come and help me clean up."

Funing arrived half an hour later. When she saw Luo Yisheng, she was a little dumbfounded, "Are you playing cosplay? I can hardly recognize you."

"It's not for those people." Luo Yisheng explained helplessly.

Funing and her are best friends, so she naturally knows who the people she is talking about are.

"They've gone too far, you've already hid in State M, why haven't you let you go?" Funing muttered as she cleaned her room.

Luo Yisheng's eyes sank, there was a gloomy and chilling coldness between his brows, but it couldn't stop her charm.

When the phone rang, Luo Yiwei glanced down, saw the number, and hung up the phone without any hesitation.

In less than two seconds, the phone rang again, and her brows gathered depression.

Funing advised her in time, "You should pick it up, otherwise you will keep calling."

Only then did Luo Yisheng pick it up, his shallow eyes narrowed slightly, "What's the matter?"

"He's dead, should Miss Fourth come back?"

The book in Luo Yisheng's hand fell to the ground, "What did you say?"

"Miss Fourth, he is dead."

The phone was silent for a few seconds before Luo Yisheng recovered his voice, "Impossible! You are lying to me!"

"It's true. The funeral is the day after tomorrow. If you come back now, you can still attend his funeral."

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Funing asked worriedly, "Shengsheng, what's wrong?"

Luo Yisheng didn't answer, quickly hung up the phone, and dialed a series of numbers again.

The phone rang for a long time before someone picked it up. She was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard someone say, "Excuse me, are you a friend of the fourth master? The fourth master has passed away. If you have time, please come to the funeral the day after tomorrow." For Si Ye's funeral, it's like seeing him off for the last time."

She hung up the phone with trembling hands, she remembered the voice, it was the third aunt's voice.

So... is he really dead?

The phone rang again, and it was a call from someone close to Fourth Master, "Miss Si, Fourth Master's phone is in the hands of Third Aunt, and he really passed away."

"Miss Si, will you come back to attend his funeral?"

"Miss Si, you said that you would not return to Luo's house unless Fourth Master died. Now that he is dead, shouldn't you come back?"

The phone was cut off.

Funing looked at Luo Yisheng worriedly, "Shengsheng, are you okay?"

She lowered her head, her long golden hair covered her small face, and her expression could not be seen.

The room was silent for a long time before Luo Yisheng raised his head and said with light red eyes, "Funing, he's dead."

"Have you found it?" In the living room of the top mansion with an excellent view, the man spoke slowly, shaking the red wine in his glass.

Shen Qingyun lowered his head and said shamelessly, "Jiu Ye, I'm sorry, it's because my subordinates are incompetent and failed to find out the whereabouts of the blonde woman."

boom.

The glass containing the red wine shattered at Shen Qingyun's feet, staining the light-colored carpet red.

Shen Qingyun's heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead from nervousness.

Lu Jiusi's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, and a storm was brewing in his eyes, "You can't find anyone, you've already wasted too much of my time."

Shen Qingyun wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to explain.

Lu Jiusi's cell phone rang, he glanced at it, and picked it up when he saw a familiar name, "What's the matter?"

"Fourth Master Luo passed away. Before he died, I asked Mr. Lu for help. He said that Mr. Lu owed him a favor a few years ago."

"I remember." Lu Jiusi said, his voice was calm and unwavering, and even his expression returned to his usual noble and indifferent.

"Then trouble Mr. Lu." The other party said sincerely.

"Since I owe Si Ye a favor, there's no need to mention trouble. When is the funeral?" Lu Jiusi asked.

"the day after tomorrow."

Lu Jiusi replied, "I will attend Fourth Master's funeral."

He hung up the phone and told Shen Qingyun to arrange the return trip, "Fourth Master Luo has passed away, and I have to attend the funeral the day after tomorrow."

Shen Qingyun was very surprised, "Fourth Lord Luo from Jianghai City? The gambling king?"

Lu Jiusi had already got up and went upstairs.

Shen Qingyun called to verify, and got positive news that Fourth Master Luo had really passed away.

The fall of a generation of gambling kings is a big event for Jianghai City. I am afraid that Jianghai's business structure will undergo great changes, and the stock market will also be turbulent, right?
Shen Qingyun quickly arranged everything, and when he went upstairs to invite Lu Jiusi, he was already ready.

In the elevator going down, Shen Qingyun weighed it for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Master Jiu, the matter of the blond girl...do you still want to investigate?"

Lu Jiusi was silent for a moment, and then said, "No more investigations."

The elevator door opened, and Lu Jiusi strode out.

After Shen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, he trotted out to follow.

He had been with Lu Jiusi for many years, and this was the first time he heard him say give up, and it was difficult to adapt for a while.

On the plane, Shen Qingyun checked the recent stock market quotations with a tablet, and indeed, great changes have taken place.

Outside the porthole, a plane took off, startling a flock of birds not far away.

Lu Jiusi was lying on the soft chair by the window with his eyes closed, half of his side face was submerged in the gray shadow, and his face was always cold.

They were supposed to leave State M in the morning, but they were delayed because they wanted to investigate the blond woman.

What happened in the bar last night, Shen Qingyun only heard from the bar owner later.

When he arrived, their ninth master had already passed out on the sofa.

After waking up, he ordered everyone to investigate the matter of the blond woman, but he gave too little information, except for the information about the blond hair, he didn't know anything else.

This made it impossible for Shen Qingyun to investigate.

In fact, he was very curious, what kind of woman could make Jiu Ye so interested?
And that Jiu Ye, who never suffers from the slightest loss, was actually knocked out by that woman?

This woman must not be an ordinary person.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find it.

After Luo Yisheng arrived in Jianghai City, he didn't go to Luo's house right away.

She still thinks that the news of the death was just a joke, or that the Luo family made up a lie to deceive her, or that he deliberately faked his death in order to get her back.

But everything seems to be true, Fourth Master's funeral is still coming.

Luo Yisheng suffered from insomnia all night, and when the sky was slightly bright, she got up and began to dress up.

Funing insisted on going to the funeral with her, and when she knocked on the door and came in in the morning, Luo Yisheng was already dressed.

That dress, very festive.

She has a good figure, and she is extraordinarily exquisite in this red cheongsam.

Funing looked a little bewildered, and said after recovering, "If you wear such clothes, the Luo family will probably be pissed off."

"It's better." She put down her lipstick and looked at her exquisite self in the mirror, she couldn't see any sadness.

Funing patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "Cheer up."

Luo Yisheng murmured, "He likes me in red the most."

*
Black is always the main theme color of funerals.

In the private cemetery of the Luo family, the atmosphere was gloomy, and everyone was deeply mourning the death of Fourth Master Luo.

The Luo family is a well-known family in Jianghai City, and the people who came to mourn were either rich or noble.

Fourth Master had great prestige during his lifetime, and there were as many people who received favors and promotions as Guo Jiang Zhiqing, and they all rushed to the funeral today.

Everyone lowered their heads, their faces full of grief.

The fourth master's wives were even more distraught, kneeling or needing to be supported, looking extremely weak.

Standing at the front is Luo Zisheng, the third son of the fourth master. He is over forty years old. I don't know whether it is because of his father's death or his old age. His face is full of vicissitudes. The guests who came to express their condolences were all moved.

Not to be outdone, the other rooms began to howl, as if whoever had the loudest voice was more sincere.

In a short while, the color of grief was suddenly broken, and a sharp voice sounded, "Luo Yisheng? You still have the face to come back? What are you wearing? This is Si Ye's funeral! You came to the funeral in red! You vicious woman!"

The one who cursed was Wu Lingqing, the third concubine who has the most power in the Luo family. She glared angrily, and the hand that pointed at Luo Yisheng was shaking with anger.

The eyes of the guests also looked over.

In the oppressive black, Luo Yisheng, who was dressed in bright red, was particularly conspicuous.

Her hair was coiled up, delicate makeup was on her face, her brows were clear and cold, and her shallow eyes were calm and calm.

Compared with the furious third aunt, she was too peaceful.

Although the second aunt also doesn't like Luo Yisheng, but at this time she will pretend to be cute, "Sister, this is the funeral of the fourth master, let's let him go to the ground first."

"Get her out! Don't let her get in the way of Fourth Master!" Third Aunt ordered.

Her confidant wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Lu Yuchen, who explained, "I called Miss Fourth, and this is what Fourth Master meant before he died."

He belonged to the fourth master, and the third aunt didn't want to offend her, so she could only turn around angrily.

Lu Yuchen stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Miss Si, let me take you to offer incense to Fourth Master."

Luo Yisheng nodded slightly, and followed behind Lu Yuchen.

As she walked through the crowd, there were endless discussions in her ears.

"See, this is Fourth Master's only prostitute Luo Yisheng, the daughter of Fourth Master's first wife."

"Why haven't I heard that fourth master has a regular wife?"

"That's a long story..."

"You don't want to die? If the people of the Luo family hear about it, why don't they bother you?"

This alert made these people shut up.

However, the way they looked at Luo Yisheng was still amazing. How could there be such a delicate person in this world?
Lu Yuchen handed the lit incense to Luo Yisheng's hand, and she was about to bow when she was slapped on the ground by Luo Zisheng who rushed over angrily.

He scolded, "Luo Yisheng, you are not worthy!"

Luo Yisheng didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the incense that fell on the ground, the fire on it had already been extinguished, and the last wisp of smoke dissipated in the air.

The corners of her mouth were bent into a cool arc, she lowered her eyes and looked at the ground without saying a word.

Lu Yuchen said solemnly to Luo Zixing, "Third Young Master, Fourth Young Miss is the only legitimate daughter of the Luo family, and the eldest wife is also the only official wife that Fourth Master is currently marrying. May I ask if she is not worthy, who is present here?"

"You..." Luo Zisheng was furious and wanted to argue with him.

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Off topic

Something happened these two days, only two updates

This story was originally intended to be written as a new book, and it was a very exciting story. Later, the new book changed its style, and it was a sweet and refreshing novel. Jiusi spent his whole life on provoking love, and it was originally a story related to provoking love.

Everyone should understand the several patterns, Blue Devils, Celestial, UN, Dark Night, Underground Alliance, and then the last copy, the part of Interpol.

Regarding Luo Yisheng's identity, I can only say that he is very GIAO.