Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Shen Jikong personally tied Luo Qiao to the chair, moving neatly.

Luo Qiao was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked the table, and roared, "Shen Jikong, what else would you do besides tie me!"

Unexpectedly, the man glanced at her with a low eye and said meaningfully: "Are you sure you want to know?"

Are you sure you want to know?

Realize what he meant.

Luo Qiao momentarily: "..."

Shen Jikong of his uncle!

The tall and tall man looked at her and smiled, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

The maids realized what he wanted to do, and hurriedly came to the kitchen and said tremblingly: "Lord...Master, let's do it."

Shen Jikong washed his hands, turned his back to them, took a few Luo Qiao's favorite dishes from the refrigerator, and said lightly: "I'm coming."

In the huge living room, these maids watched their young and indifferent young masters personally cook for the women after a day of work.

After all, they are their respected masters. They glanced at Luo Qiao who was tied to a chair and struggling constantly, and couldn't help thinking, although the master would not let Luo Qiao go out, it was a bit too much. , Even she ruined millions of things, the master did not blink, besides the master, is there any other man in this world who treats her better?

Even if it is good, how can it be compared to the master who is in a high position and is excellent everywhere.

...

Before long, the food was on the table. The man's craftsmanship was very good, comparable to a star chef, and Luo Qiao could smell the enticing fragrance of the food from just now.

She pursed her lips lightly.

Shen Jikong washed his hands out, walked to Luo Qiao, and glanced at her: "Are you hungry?"

I should have been hungry long ago and have not eaten anything all day.

Luo Qiao didn't raise her eyelids, and said blankly: "I'm not hungry!"

However, the next second, her stomach screamed in despair.

"..."

Shen Jikong was startled, then couldn't help but laugh.

Luo Qiao's face flushed, and she turned her head away dullly.

He lowered his eyes as he watched her softly, "Don't you hate me very much, don't you feel disadvantaged when you hunger strike for people like me?"

Shen Jikong glanced at her and saw that she was still unmoved, her eyes flickered, and she stretched out her hand to gently pinch her chin and let her look at herself: "For me, as long as you live, I will always There is a way to accomplish what I want to do. Are you sure you want to face me with a weak body? That way you won't have the strength to run in the future."

Luo Qiao's eyes moved.

Shen Jikong felt the woman's skin soft and smooth under his fingers, and his eyes deepened: "Huh?"

There is indeed no need to torture yourself for him.

After a long while, Luo Qiao lifted his chin and shook off his hand, frowning, "Untie it for me."

The corner of Shen Jikong's mouth bends slightly, and he leaned down to untie her wrist strap.

Luo Qiao moved her wrist and took the chopsticks.

The man first filled her with a bowl of soup, put it in front of her, and said warmly: "Drink some soup to warm the stomach."

Luo Qiao didn't say anything, Shen Jikong pulled the chair and sat down beside her, supporting her head to watch her eat.

The light was warm and Shen Jikong watched the woman looking down at the meal, her eyes softened.

But this calm didn't last long, and his phone suddenly began to vibrate.

Shen Jikong took it out and glanced, his eyes still fell on Luo Qiao, and answered, "What's the matter?"

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, the man's soft eyes suddenly became cold.