"Okay." Glory Hui nodded, looked at Luo Qingye, and said pointedly: "Even if you can protect Xiaobao, then let me ask you, who is more important, Xiaobao or your parents?"

"What do you mean?" Hearing Glory Hui's words, Luo Qingye suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if there was a big hole in front of her.

Seeing Luo Qingye's reaction, Glory Hui was overjoyed, and then said nonchalantly, "It means literally, I'm asking you, in your heart, Xiaobao, and your father Luo Chengdong, mother Tang Jingya, who is more important?"

"Of course they are all very important." Luo Qingye looked at Glory Hui and replied, and then added: "Mr. Rong, what do you mean? My parents have passed away for many years. If you compare them like this, Is it a little too much?"

Glory Hui shook his head, and said again: "Don't worry about this, I'll ask you again, if one day, I mean if. And, as long as I am here, I will definitely not let him happen!"

"Okay, let's get down to business, let me ask you, if one day, you and my son are really together, will you give Xiaobao a younger brother?" After a slight pause, he added: "You should know , Xiaobao doesn't like that he has younger brothers and sisters."

Of course Luo Qingye knew.

Xiaobao couldn't help being jealous even when he was kinder to the children in the same kindergarten as him.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Mr. Rong is talking about these things now, don't you think it's still too early?"

Seeing Luo Qingye's reaction, Glory Hui felt complacent again, and said a little arrogantly: "It's not too early, it won't happen at all, I'm just making a hypothesis."

"Okay, let me continue to make assumptions."

"Assuming that you can not have children for Xiaobao, what will your parents do?"

An inexplicable thought arose in Luo Qingye's mind, she just felt that Glory Hui was getting more and more unreasonable, she looked at Glory Hui and said, "Master Rong, what are you talking about my parents again?"

Glory Hui waved his hand and said, "I've said it all, it's just a hypothesis."

"Suppose you have no children from now on because of Xiaobao, and your parents' bloodline reaches your generation, and you have passed on the inheritance. Do you think they will feel at ease under the Nine Springs?"

"They have already passed away..." Although Luo Qingye was extremely unwilling, she could only say this again.

"I know." Glory Hui suddenly had a feeling of winning, looked at Luo Qingye and said, "So I don't mean anything else, I just feel sorry for them."

"It's a pity that their bloodline is cut off."

"It was okay when you were here. There will always be someone who remembers them and worships them. But Miss Luo. I think you should be very clear that no one in this world can live forever, so after you die , Is there anyone going to worship them?"

Luo Qingye's expression was very ugly, and it took a while before she said: "Mr. Rong, Daqing..."

"I know, you want to say that you died early in the morning, don't you? But Miss Luo, if you don't believe that there are spirits under the spring of your parents, why are you so concerned about your parents' graves? Hire someone to look after you."

"Miss Luo, one person is 5000 yuan a month, and two people is 1 yuan. Although [-] yuan is not much, it is still money, right? You, Miss Luo, are not at the point where you can just throw money away, right?"

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