Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

After a while, she slowly stood up straight, opened her legs, and walked forward step by step.

On the empty road, after a while, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a call. Her voice was low and dumb with a coldness: "It's me..."

...

In the villa, Luo Qiao was holding a tablet and looking at the hysterical woman on the screen. In her ears, the reporter was giving sharp interviews to her. Every sentence made people feel comfortable.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps at the door, Luo Qiao raised her head and was shocked. She quickly put down the tablet, put on her shoes and ran over.

When Ming Siran came back and opened the door, what she saw was the appearance of a woman looking at him expectantly with bright eyes.

He loosened his tie fingers for a moment, looked down at her for a few seconds, and chuckled softly: "What's the matter, miss your brother?"

Luo Qiao looked up at him: "Did you do it."

The man raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"Did you explode Jiang Qingyu's materials?"

She found some of Jiang Qingyu's black material, but it didn't explode as much, and the hammer she got was not so real.

Ming Siran walked past her and walked in, took off his jacket and hung it on the hanger. The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His waistline was narrow and thin. His back looked elegant and noble.

Luo Qiao walked around him: "Isn't it?"

Ming Siran glanced at her and reached out to touch her head. His body was slightly lowered, and his voice was low and sexy: "Sister Qiao Qiao is not happy. Of course others don't want to be happy..."

The gentle and petting voice came into the ears, bringing a different kind of tingling sensation.

Luo Qiao watched him, her mouth moved, and after a long while she said: "...Suddenly I want to give you money!"

The man chuckled suddenly, he lowered his eyes to look at her, and said warmly: "My brother doesn't need money, my brother doesn't need a girlfriend."

His eyes were dark, and the appearance of watching people was a bit at a loss. Luo Qiao couldn't help but turn away.

Ming Siran just wanted to speak, but when she saw Luo Qiao suddenly raised her eyes and said, "Before we broke up, I saw you hugged her."

When this sentence fell, the air suddenly became quiet.

The man stopped moving and looked down at her.

Luo Qiao said: "She is still holding the key to your room."

"..."

After a while, Ming Siran slowly said: "Hold together?"

Luo Qiao said nothing.

He looked down at her, his voice inaudible: "Time, place."

Luo Qiao was taken aback.

Ming Siran narrowed her eyes, clasped her wrist, and took her upstairs.

The man sneered softly: "Since I fell in love with you, I haven't even had a female mosquito by my side, hug me? Am I crazy?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

He freed up his other hand and dialed a number, ordered a few words to his subordinates, and then handed her the phone, in a cool tone: "Tell him where and when, brother's innocence can't tolerate you so slanderous. "

Looking at the black phone he handed over, Luo Qiao didn't open his eyes, stretched out his hand and pushed it away: "...no need."

He raised his eyelids: "What?"

Luo Qiao pursed her lips and said, "Maybe I misunderstood."

It is not difficult for someone like Jiang Qingyu to deliberately arrange the design to misunderstand her when she knows about it.

Looking at his reaction now, she probably misunderstood.

Ming Siran looked at her deeply for a moment, and a few seconds later, he said: "No, this matter must be investigated." After a pause, he said: "Qiaoqiao, my feelings for you, you can't use it. Maybe this Kind of words."