Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

"This is my sister." Lin Chang asked Luo Qiao: "Sister Qiaoqiao, are you here to buy paintings today?"

"Ah, yes." Luo Qiao frowned and said, "but he doesn't sell me."

Lin Chang's dangerous gaze swept over.

Not for sale?

Master Wu shivered instantly.

No, no, he is not, he is not!

Lin Chang asked Luo Qiao, "Which painting did Sister Qiao Qiao fancy?"

"Just the one on the table."

Tao Shiyue and her sisters suddenly felt bad.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chang said lightly: "Show the painting to sister Qiaoqiao."

Master Wu was a little embarrassed: "This...I said it was good for Miss Tao, I can't help but say credit..."

Lin Chang said blankly: "For sister Qiao Qiao that painting, I promise your teacher."

In the next second, I saw Master Wu, who just said that he had to talk about credit, immediately took the painting from the table and handed it to Luo Qiao: "You accept it!!"

Luo Qiao: "..."

Tao Shiyue, who wanted to see Master Wu slap her face, almost fainted when she saw this scene, and said sharply, "This painting belongs to me!"

Master Wu was indifferent: "I'm sorry, you didn't pay the deposit before, I have the right to regret it."

"..."

Tao Shiyue was kicked out of the Xuanhezhai Gallery, she kicked the car hard, her eyes gloomy.

"Forget Shiyue, no matter how arrogant Luo Qiao and the others are, Gu Shaobu still decides to be with you, and let them vent their anger? Anyway, if your husband and children are there, it is still a winner in life." Tao Shiyue's The little sister comforted her.

Tao Shiyue still couldn't swallow this breath: "I just can't see the arrogance of those two people!"

"It's not easy if you want to **** her off." One of the women said: "Call your Mr. Gu and show off her love. I promise that Sister Liwo can cry on the spot when she is sad!"

Tao Shiyue's eyes rolled, but she didn't know what she thought of, and a smile slowly conjured up at the corner of her mouth.

...

At the end of this month, Xie Chen's new store opened. He held a celebratory cocktail party in the evening, Luo Qiao also attended.

In the evening she changed her dress and walked back and forth in the living room while wearing earrings, seemingly looking for something.

Ming Siran held his head with his hand and sat on the sofa, looking at her tossingly and leisurely, his eyes always following.

Luo Qiao looked around in the living room with her skirt, the cat's rice bowl was turned over, but she still couldn't find it, and her delicate brows wrinkled lightly.

Somewhat unhappy.

Ming Siran finally said, "What are you looking for?"

Luo Qiao stared at a certain open space, as if still thinking, frowned: "I lost my bracelet."

"Which one?"

Luo Qiao did not answer, and continued to browse in the living room.

Ming Siran's long legs overlapped gracefully, looked at her for a long while, and called her name: "Qiaoqiao."

Luo Qiao: "Huh?"

"come."

"I'm busy."

He chuckles: "Come here."

Luo Qiao glanced at him, pursed her lower lip, and walked over.

The long dress she wore today was a little shaggy, and her hair was neatly arranged, and her shoulders fell all over, like a delicate little princess.

Ming Siran looked at her, put down the overlapping long legs, and motioned her to get closer.

Luo Qiao moved closer to him, "What's the matter?"

Ming Siran's eyes fell on her for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand and fell to her waist.

His slightly cool fingertips touched her exposed skin and slid down a little bit, like a squeeze. Luo Qiao instantly got goose bumps all over her body and couldn't help but scream.