Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

The man's eyes were calm and close to indifference: "It seems that everyone thinks that I am better than this person, and I think so."

Luo Qiao finally knew where the mistakes had been coming from, and her heart suddenly jumped, "Shen Jikong, you..."

"But I met you."

Shen Jikong suddenly raised his eyes, those beautiful pupils, like glass beads, were only looking at her at this moment. His eyes were softer than ever, seeming to overflow with stars. He whispered, "Quick and pretty, I like you."

Having known him for so long, he didn't hide his intentions for her, and she naturally knew it. But it was the first time for a serious confession like this.

The man's eyes were solemn and deep, and his muffled voice seemed to penetrate his heart.

"I like it very much..."

The surroundings are extremely quiet, and in this quiet atmosphere, the sound is like it very much, and it can't help people move.

Luo Qiao frowned, looked away, avoiding his sight, her fingers holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously: "I said... we can't, don't you."

"I want to be nice to you, but you don't care..." She didn't want to give him any chance. No matter how long it took, the only thing she could think of was Ming Siran.

Shen Jikong smiled lightly: "What should I do, you tell me."

If he could, he wanted to let it go, but he couldn't let it go. After she gave him a shot, he tried to live without her for a while, but once people tasted good, how could they endure loneliness again.

The day when life is worse than death, every day is suffering.

So he found her again, even though he knew it was just a nightmare for her.

What should he do, he also wants to ask.

Shen Jikong's eyes were very gentle at the moment, and his voice didn't have any aggressiveness. Everyone said that feelings would not come and time would heal everything, but when he came to him, it would be useless.

When he thought of the long and lonely life without her, he suddenly felt that nothing was interesting.

It's better to get free than to live this life.

This kind of mildly desperate words... Luo Qiao raised her eyes and looked at Shen Jikong. The smile on his lips was close to none. Her lips moved and her voice was unconsciously tense: "So, what do you want to do... You want to... …"

The three words go to die came to my lips, but I couldn't say it anyway.

Although she called him to die several times and gave him a shot, she knew that the shot would not kill him. At most, she just wanted him to lose the strength to control her, and never really wanted to Let one die.

"Is not it good?"

Shen Jikong rubbed his fingertips against the wall of the cup and saw what she was trying to say. He lowered his eyes, staring deeply at the glass of red wine, and smiled softly: "I'm dead, it's a good thing for you. No one will force you..."

Let him watch her intimately with Ming Siran. He can't do it, and the consequence of not being able to control himself is now, confine her to his side again.

……Thus being disgusted and disgusted by her deeper.

This is like a vicious circle.

He knew that the problem was only with himself.

Without him, everyone would be fine.

Luo Qiao stared at him and said after a long while: "You should meet other women. There will be many women who love you, and they will treat you better than me."

Shen Jikong heard the words and smiled softly.

He looked at the red wine in the glass, closed his eyes slightly, and finally drank it in one sip.

She still said this.

Why don't you understand, he already knows her, no matter how good other women in this world love him, it's not her, what's the point?

Shen Jikong stopped talking. After drinking this glass of wine, he poured another glass. Under the slightly dim light, his face was almost transparent.

The air fell silent again.

Luo Qiao frowned, feeling a little upset. She faintly knew Shen Jikong's thoughts, but she didn't know how to deal with it for a while. She lowered her eyes and drank the red wine in the glass.

The dryness in my heart has not been reduced.

The alcohol is not high, Luo Qiao finished drinking, raised his eyes again, and met Shen Jikong's strangely shimmering eyes.

His eyes are different from Ming Siran's standard peach blossom eyes, but they are also delicate and beautiful. At the moment, she is the only one in those eyes, and the meaning in the eyes is unknown.

Staring at her for a long while, he opened his mouth and said: "Why do you still dare to drink the wine I gave you, aren't you afraid of what I will put in it?"

Luo Qiao only saw him drink her before drinking, including other foods he ate before. She didn't care about his words, but she suddenly stopped thinking of something.

Shen Jikong watched her abruptly froze movement, seemed to smile in a daze, and said slowly: "Don't you think... dying love is more suitable for us."

Those two words fell into her ears, and Luo Qiao instantly exploded her scalp. She suddenly raised her head, "What did you eat for me!"

Shen Jikong looked at her expression, stared at her face for an instant without speaking.

Luo Qiao met his faintly crazy eyes, and immediately rushed to the toilet, and then she retched, but at this time she couldn't vomit anything.

She came out, her eyes flushed slightly: "Shen Jikong, are you crazy? What did you eat for me!"

The man turned his glass, his voice was inaudible: "The same thing as me, soon, I heard that there will be no pain."

Luo Qiao rushed over, trying to give him a slap, but he clasped his wrist, and the man stared at her tightly. At this moment, various emotions were surging in his eyes.

Luo Qiao raised her leg and kicked him: "You crazy, who is going to die with you! You bastard!"

Shen Jikong suddenly chuckled. He stared at her for a moment, didn't miss her expression, and whispered: "Well, I'm just a bastard."

If Luo Qiao took a closer look at this time, he would find that there were faint red blood in his eyes, and even the joints were pale, but she was immersed in her emotions at this moment and did not see it.

Shen Jikong hooked his lips: "I can only blame you for being unlucky for being liked by a bastard."

There were a few more footprints on the man's body, but no matter how painful he was kicked by her, he would not let go, but stared at her intently and seriously, as if he wanted to engrave her in his heart forever.

At this time, there was a sudden explosion outside, and the entire darkroom shook.

Luo Qiao stopped her movements and suddenly turned her head.

Shen Jikong lowered his eyes slightly, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips. It was... faster than he expected to come in.

He looked down at Luo Qiao and thought quietly, he hadn't seen enough.

Luo Qiao knew that her brother and Si Ran were here, and immediately gave up punching and kicking him, and she was about to run out.

Shen Jikong whispered: "Aren't you staying with me?"