"You always have a reason, but, hey, your grandma and I go for check-ups twice a year," he said helplessly, shaking his head. As a dutiful son and daughter-in-law, weren’t they always dragged there by their children? Each ti the reasoning was exactly like what Luo Qianqian is giving now.
"Do you want to see your great-grandson?"
"Do you want to see Qianqian get married?"
"Do you want to tell your great-grandson about your glorious deeds?"
The answer, undoubtedly, was yes, so each ti he would get checked from head to toe, inside and out, and then hear that very robust statent.
Of course, except for the high blood pressure issue.
Because of the high blood pressure, Yue Tingyu was extrely controlling over his diet; his food was almost boiled, with hardly any oil, low salt, and low fat—just like a rabbit, except rabbits eat raw, while he eats cooked.
Luo Qianqian changed her mind, thinking, after all, her aunts were there; she didn’t need to worry about this kind of thing.
She was about to say sothing else when she saw Jimo Kong walk out of the study. She sighed softly, then grabbed Luo Qianqian’s hand, "Don’t you want to follow your teacher...?"
"No," Luo Qianqian quickly withdrew her hand, her face full of resolute determination.
Jimo Kong looked embarrassed; he hadn’t even said anything yet, right?
Seeing the embarrassnt on Jimo Kong’s face, Luo Qianqian picked up her tea and took a couple of sips before slowly saying, "I prefer things that are simple, clean, and have an artistic touch." The thought of learning jade carving or anything of the sort was out of the question for her.
"Simple and clean, and also artistic?" Old Master Luo repeated, then glanced at Jimo Kong, furrowing his brows as he said to Luo Qianqian, "Qianqian, don’t make it hard for Grandpa Kong."
Jimo Kong was going to say sothing, but with Old Master Luo’s comnt, he was speechless. How was he not simple? It seed like carving was a bit of a hassle. How was he not clean? Looking at the powder on his clothes now, it seed he really wasn’t clean. But the finished products did have an artistic touch, right?
However, looking at Luo Qianqian’s deanor, it seed she couldn’t judge processed jade, only the raw materials.
Then, using it in gambling stone would really invite trouble!
He sighed. For his grandson’s future, he might just give up.
After talking about other things, they turned to the topic of Chu Ting’s adult ceremony at the Chu Family.
Jimo Kong frowned slightly, "That kid, well, if it hadn’t been for eting Qianqian, I might really have taken her in."
"Hmph." Luo Qianqian just humd to express her displeasure since her appearance ant that Old Master Jimo hadn’t taken in Chu Ting.
But wasn’t that exactly why she had targeted her later?
Thinking about it, she really was innocent, knowing nothing previously until she learned of those issues temporarily, yet she still suffered quite a bit of trouble and even caused Elvis to get hurt, which made her feel terribly guilty.
"But that girl hadn’t had any news out before, how co she suddenly appeared?" Old Master Luo still shook his head slightly, his face full of incomprehension.
"They deliberately kept it quiet, aiming for a sensational debut, what else?" Old Master Jimo shrugged his shoulders.
Luo Qianqian hadn’t t Chu Ting, but according to Qin Nuan, she had the face of an angel and the figure of a devil, later becoming a super famous model, also scorning her for her ignorance, as if not knowing this person was a sin.
But because Qin Nuan took it seriously, she started to take it seriously too. She had never started applying facial masks and taking care of her skin this early even for Old Master Luo’s birthday. Under her family’s astonished eyes, she began dieting to maintain her physique. She even went to a beauty salon for hair care, almost making Qin Nuan believe that she was the main character of the event.
However, as Old Master Luo had said, only Luo Qianqian was attending from the Luo Family, and only Jimo Cheng from the Jimo Family. There was no way to watch over Luo Qianqian all the ti, she had to be vigilant on her own.
A day in advance, Jimo Cheng sent over the dress, a snow-white strapless princess dress, which indeed suited her age.
The jewelry was prepared by Yue Tingyu, a sapphire necklace paired with a bracelet from the sa set.
The shoes were specially bought by Qin Nuan, a pair of white wedge sandals, simple in design but comfortable to wear.
This was not only an occasion for Luo Qianqian to et Chu Ting, but also the beginning of the Luo Family’s training her to stand on her own.
She had learned etiquette long ago, and every move Luo Qianqian made was elegant, very much like a lady. Of course, she could only pretend for a short ti before she could no longer keep the smile on her face.
"Qianqian, rember, behind you is the Luo Family," Old Master Luo said to Luo Qianqian before she and Jimo Cheng left.
Luo Qianqian turned around, caught the edge of her skirt, and curtsied slightly, "Ahead of the Luo Family is ." Once she left, she was not only representing Luo Qianqian as a person but also representing the Luo Family and every mber of it, so she couldn’t lose face.
She had known about this at Old Master Luo’s birthday party, which was why there was now Jimo Cheng as her fiancé.
Jimo Cheng bent his arm, and Luo Qianqian gracefully stepped over it, the move so natural that it did not seem like it was their first ti.
The movents were as smooth as flowing water, without a hint of discord.
Watching the two leave in the car, Old Master Luo sohow felt sentintal, "Sotis I feel, is it a bit unfair to Qianqian?"
"Yes," sighed Yue Tingyu, Luo Qianqian was their most beloved granddaughter, but also the one they were most helpless about. That they couldn’t let their granddaughter live a free and happy life proved their utter helplessness.
They even had to assign her a fiancé early, as this would ensure no one dared to trouble their granddaughter.
In fact, from so perspectives, the fiancé might also occasionally be one of the reasons others would target Luo Qianqian.
Mo Studio, that was indeed a huge entity. With such a shield, was Luo Qianqian safer or more at risk? Who could really tell?
"Senior Brother looks better in traditional attire," Luo Qianqian sincerely praised Jimo Cheng on the car ride, admiring his moon-white traditional attire.
Jimo Cheng’s smile widened, "Really? I feel a bit old-fashioned."
Luo Qianqian shook her head repeatedly, "Not at all. You look gentle and refined, out of this world. The description fits Senior Brother beautiful. You’re so good-looking that it makes people want to get a notebook for your autograph."
"Don’t tease," a rare flush of embarrassnt crossed Jimo Cheng’s face.
Luo Qianqian seriously assured him, "Really, how does that poem go? ’On the road, people are as fine as jade, a gentleman unmatched in the world.’ At first glance, it describes you, Senior Brother. Uncle driver, don’t you think?"
The driver, glancing at them through the rearview mirror, smiled, "Miss Jin Yuee is right, looking at Young Master Jin Nian and Miss Jin Yuee, they resemble those divine figures in paintings, just beautiful."
"See, Senior Brother, everyone’s praising you, truly handso," Luo Qianqian selectively ignored the latter part of the statent, hearing only what she wanted, a look of smug satisfaction on her face.
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