Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

However, the reporters did not shut up as she wanted. After the silence, there were more intense questions. The more she collapsed, the more fierce the flashing light and the harsher the interview.

Jiang Qingyu only felt that countless needles were piercing her temples. Suddenly she grabbed the female reporter's microphone and slammed it on the ground, screaming at her: "Get out! Get out of me!"

The live broadcast of the conference is not closed, and the most shocked at the moment are Jiang Qingyu's diehard fans.

They watched Jiang Qingyu, the pure, elegant, and perfect fairy sister in their hearts. At the moment, her hair was scattered and she looked embarrassed, and she was hysterical in front of the camera like a... madman.

In the video circulated on Weibo, she just mingled with a group of middle-aged men, low-level and nasty, unsightly.

Fan Jiang Qingyu suddenly felt that their three views were about to collapse.

Impossible, how could this be...

Obviously it should be Luo Qiao's elder sister in the black, how could elder sister Jiang Qingyu be such a person?

...

At this time, a black car stopped silently not far from the entrance of the press conference.

The long legs of the man sitting in the car are elegantly crossed, and his head is lazily supported. The cuffs of his shirt are white, showing a smooth and delicate wrist.

Ming Siran's gaze fell on Jiang Qingyu, who was covered in embarrassment, with a cold expression.

The subordinate turned his head and whispered: "Ming, there are those videos, Jiang Qingyu is considered to be discredited this time, and can't turn over again."

Ming Siran hummed without emotion.

The damage Luo Qiao suffered at the beginning will now be paid to herself as much.

...

The sun was dazzling, and the reporters didn't know when they left at the entrance of the press conference. Even the agent who accompanied Jiang Qingyu was gone, and the surroundings looked empty.

At this time, the sound of footsteps from the front is particularly noticeable.

Sitting by the car, Jiang Qingyu slowly raised her head, her gaze fell on the man’s expensive leather shoes, she paused, and her gaze slowly moved upward...until Ming Siran’s loose and beautiful peach blossoms Eyes meet.

Jiang Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then the whole person suddenly became stiff.

She subconsciously avoided his sight, put her hand next to her ear, trying to get her slightly messy hair behind her ear.

The thin eyelashes quivered, and she had never been so flustered in front of the reporter just now, as if the most unbearable side was seen by the most perfect person in her heart, and she felt ashamed.

Jiang Qingyu stood up slowly from the ground, supporting her body, she felt the man's cold eyes fall on her, her fingers curled lightly, and her face paled, "Si...Siran..."

Because of her name, Ming Siran frowned slightly. He looked at her coldly, and said displeased: "Jiang Qingyu..."

The man’s low and sweet voice penetrated into her ears. Jiang Qingyu raised her head suddenly and stared at him. She didn’t wait for him to finish, she said anxiously, “You saw it, didn’t you?” Her eye circles turned red, Chaoming Siran took a step: "It was the beasts who forced me. I don't want to. They gave me medicine. I didn't even know that they made a video. Those bastards..."

Tears rolled from Jiang Qingyu's eye sockets, she bit her lips tightly and looked very aggrieved.

Looking at the enchanting face of the man in front of him, Jiang Qingyu choked and said: "Siran, I am a victim. Those videos made me feel very broken. I don't understand why Luo Qiao sent them all. Why can she be so vicious?"