Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Just after taking a step, she remembered that the phone was still with him, and stretched out a little hand: "Brother, my phone."

Luo Zelan didn't lift his eyelids: "Confiscate."

"brother!!"

The man raised his cold eyes and scanned her.

Luo Qiao: "..." Well, what you say is what you say.

Seeing her stunned head and brain, Luo Zelan squinted and stopped her: "Wait."

Luo Qiao looked back.

The man lifted his jaw: "There is a gift for you in the box over there. Open it and see if you like it."

Luo Qiao walked over unhappily and snorted: "Don't think that one or two small gifts can buy me."

Put the box down, pull it open, the next second——

Luo Qiao looked at the box full of luxury goods, and screamed and rushed to hug the tall man: "Brother! You will always be my brother!"

Luo Zelan was rushed back two steps by her, and chuckled softly: "Okay, how old are you now."

Luo Qiao held him moved for a while, dragged the box, and went upstairs happily.

...

In the next few days, Luo Qiao was basically out of touch with the outside world.

The company's affairs are handled by her brother. She has nothing to do except eat and sleep at home.

But this kind of life is okay for one or two days, and Luo Qiao can't stand it any longer.

She knocked on Luo Zelan's door, clasped her hands together, and said softly, "Brother, return the phone to me."

The man glanced at her low, turned back to the room, picked up a small robot from the ground, and leaned against the bed to make changes.

He was barefoot, covered with a thick carpet, and there was no sound when he stepped on it, the curtains were drawn in the room, and the temperature of the air conditioner was turned very low. Luo Qiao felt a little cold when he walked in.

The man's voice was light: "Want to contact him?"

"..."

"What's so good about Ming Siran? Is it worthy of your obsession?"

Luo Qiao immediately retorted: "Who said I want to contact him, can't I read the news on Weibo?"

Luo Zelan glanced at her and ignored her.

The man's fingers were slender and dexterous, his eyes drooping lightly, and the cold facial features made him look slightly alienated. Luo Qiao sat next to him and looked at him with his chin supported.

Since she was a child, she liked to stay by Luo Zelan's side and watch him play with these things. She often saw it for a day without getting bored.

Luo Zelan pulled out a blanket and handed it to her: "Cover it when it's cold."

Luo Qiao said, obediently wrapped herself.

As time passed, Luo Zelan modified the robot in his hand, rubbed his neck, turned his head and saw Luo Qiao lying on the bed asleep.

The girl has delicate features and delicate skin. She lay beside him and slept heartlessly.

Luo Zelan sighed lightly, hugged her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then walked out with her long legs.

Luo Qiao slept until the night, she rolled over, her eyes fell on her mobile phone under the pillow inadvertently.

She immediately turned over and sat up, took the phone and turned it on.

Before she could read the full information, she called and Luo Qiao answered in a hurry.

"Hey?"

Ming Siran seemed to be able to get through in some accidents. After a pause, he chuckled softly, "Qiaoqiao?"

Luo Qiao put the phone to her ear slowly, and said, "It's me."

"what are you doing?"

The man's voice came out of the microphone, slightly distorted, but it was even more exciting in his ears, especially the microphone was so close, as if he could feel his breathing.

She didn't speak for a while.