Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

The bodies of the two shook, realizing what had happened, Ming Siran didn't hesitate for a second, and after steadying his body, he quickly rushed out.

"Qiao Qiao is alone now!"

...

At the moment when the explosion happened, Luo Qiao was packing up the things on the return trip. Although he had been here for a few days, there were a lot of miscellaneous things to pack up.

When the loud noise suddenly hit her ears, the floor under her feet seemed to shake, and the clothes in her hand fell to the ground instantly. Luo Qiao quickly squatted by the bed, looking at the shaking chandelier, her face changed slightly.

What's wrong, what happened?

Before she could react, there was another loud noise and a bang, as if to tear someone's eardrums.

Luo Qiao covered her ears and raised her head.

explosion?

After hesitating for a second between staying here waiting for the explosion and going out to find Siran, Luo Qiao resolutely gave up waiting here and chose to find Siran and her brother.

She tried her best to avoid falling objects on shelves and other things. Although she was a little flustered, she didn't lose her square and walked out at the fastest speed.

When she was about to walk to the door, she clearly heard the screams of the staff coming from outside, the footsteps were jumbled, and all kinds of chaos seemed to ring in her ears.

She put her hand on the doorknob, and at the same time, the doorknob was pushed down from the outside, and she opened the door without much effort.

Luo Qiao was startled.

In the next second, the door was slowly pushed open from the outside, blocking and disappearing, gradually revealing the figure of the man standing outside the door.

He was dressed in black clothes, slender and tall, and his body seemed to be covered with shadows. It seemed that because of her sudden rushing behavior, he was also a little surprised. He raised his eyelids and looked at her.

Shen Jikong’s complexion was a little pale, and his light-colored pupils radiated shallow arcs. He called her out loudly. Unlike other times, his voice this time looked very hoarse: "Pretty..."

At the moment Luo Qiao saw him, he had already judged that the explosion was absolutely inseparable from him, and the first reaction was to close the door quickly, although he also knew that such behavior might not help.

Sure enough, with his hand supporting, he had easily blocked the door, his long legs stepped in, accompanied by a light smile, passing her ears: "I'll take you away."

The voice fell, and before Luo Qiao could resist any behavior, she had already slammed her, and forcefully confined her to her side.

Luo Qiao struggled for a while without any effect. He stared at her with low eyes, and the strength in his hands not only did not reduce the slightest, but also increased.

This kind of pain made her frown, raising her eyes to look at the man's faintly red-blooded eyes, and Luo Qiao said every word: "Shen Jikong, are you crazy?"

Does he know the consequences of blowing up this hotel building? By then, it will be more than just a simple matter with them. For such a large-scale explosion, the relevant departments will not sit idly by. He does not want to open the company or does not want its current status. To be so crazy.

Shen Jikong looked at her white and delicate face and her black and white eyes. His figure was reflected there, and he was alone.

This feeling is unexpectedly good.

Shen Jikong's depressed and unhappy mood suddenly improved a bit. He leaned forward to get closer to her, but when he moved Luo Qiao, he immediately stepped back. The obvious repulsive eyes made his movements stop, and finally Still not close.

He looked at her with a dark light floating in his eyes, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down gently, and said in a dumb voice: "I don't think you will follow me quietly. Ming Siran and your brother will come over soon. How long is it, so pretty, sorry..."

After listening to him, Luo Qiao realized that it was not good. Before she could resist, the man's hand stretched out, and her eyes went dark, and her body softened uncontrollably.

Shen Jikong hugged the fainted woman horizontally. He looked down at her face and his eyes were calm. At this moment, the man behind him opened the door and walked in, quickly saying: "Our people can't stop them for long, Lord, we should go. Up."

Shen Jikong's gaze was always fixed on Luo Qiao's face. After looking at her for two seconds, he withdrew his gaze. With a deep hum, he hugged her and walked out with long legs.

...

Not long after Shen Jikong left, the door of the hotel was kicked open again. The rough movements proved how difficult it is for a man to be full of hostility.

Ming Siran's gaze swept across the room, paused for a moment on the clothes that fell all over the floor by the bed, and then turned and walked out without hesitation.

Never said a word.

Luo Zelan looked at this appearance of Ming Siran, his eyebrows tightened, knowing that even if Shen Jikong was willing to let go this time, Ming Siran would never let him go.

This man, who always seemed to be gentle and lazy, showed such an expression for the first time, with killing intent all over his eyebrows.

It's going to die endlessly.

...

The black car was speeding along the road at great speed.

When Ming Siran was alone, he didn't take Luo Qiao back from him, let alone he is not alone here.

Both sides know that this game will not last long.

Looking through the rearview mirror at the man sitting in the back of the car hugging Luo Qiao, his men couldn't help but whispered: "Master, are you going to the airport now?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Jikong did not respond, but said in a faint voice: "Back to the manor."

He was taken aback.

There is no need to think about what Luo Zelan and Ming Siran look like. Taking a plane to other countries to hide their traces is one way, but if you return to the manor...

The hotel is not far from the manor, and their manpower is not enough to resist the two people's methods after they know Miss Luo Qiao is here.

But looking at Shen Jikong's expression, his subordinates did not say anything in the end, and drove the car in the direction of the manor.

Shen Jikong stretched out the hair that fell on Luo Qiao's face and looked at her for a few seconds, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

The man's voice was deep, resounding in the quiet car, orderly arranging the next thing. When the driver heard what he said, his face changed, and he couldn't help but glance at Shen Jikong again.

Seeing the man's eyelashes drooping slightly, his eyes deepened, it seemed that all emotions were firmly suppressed.

As if pressing a heavy stone in his heart, his subordinates involuntarily clenched the steering wheel, staring at the front, his eyes were a little red.

The last afterglow of the setting sun dissipated the temperature, and the sky gradually darkened.

The beautiful manor was as silent as death at this moment, and the maids who were usually busy in the manor were gone, stepping into it suddenly, and even the heart of the people could not help but follow it.

Shen Jikong walked in alone holding Luo Qiao.