Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Ye Suiyu was caught off guard, she almost exclaimed when she was pushed so hard in the dark.

But the next second she felt she hit someone, her waist was held, and the cold and good smell filled her nose, a familiar smell.

"..." She stopped moving immediately.

Lin Zhiyao sneered at Luo Qiao's words and sneered. She just wanted to step forward, but when she saw the tall and upright man, her feet seemed to be stuck to the ground for a moment, and she couldn't move.

Luo Zelan subconsciously supported the woman being pushed over. In the dim light, his face was handsome and his eyes were cold. When he realized who was in his arms, Luo Zelan raised his eyes and looked at Luo Qiao with calm eyes.

Luo Qiao and the man looked at each other, and the expression should not be too innocent, but Luo Zelan's vision was too oppressive, and she soon couldn't hold on, pursing her lips, the wicked first complained: "Brother, why are you hugging someone."

Luo Zelan gave her to clean up your eyes for a while, reaching out to push Ye Suiyu away, but he did not push.

"..."

He used a little bit of strength in his hand to lift the person away. Ye Suiyu couldn't hold it anymore, and raised his head with a regretful expression.

She learned Luo Qiao's way and deliberately called him: "Good brother..."

"..." Luo Zelan ignored her, glanced at both of them coldly, and threw two words directly: "Get in the car."

Then he pulled the door and got on the car first.

Luo Qiao coughed slightly and stepped forward to open the door for Ye Suiyu. The two of them sat in the back row.

When closing the door, Luo Qiao caught a glimpse of Lin Zhiyao standing there, looking in this direction, motionless.

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...

The black car quickly drove away from sight, but Lin Zhiyao still saw the picture of the woman holding him just now.

The place where he was splashed with alcohol was still wet, and it was a bit cold when blown by the wind at night.

Luo Qiao, Ye Suiyu...

Lin Zhiyao slowly clenched her palms, her face ugly.

What's great, but just a blind man.

A blind man, nothing more.

...

It was very late when Luo Qiao returned to the villa where Ming Siran lived. She opened the door and found that the light in the living room was dark. She changed her shoes, looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then took her skirt and walked lightly. Go upstairs.

The bedroom door was only half closed, the bedside light was warm, the man leaned on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Luo Qiao slowly closed the door and approached him quietly.

Ming Siran held a book in his hand and a mobile phone beside him, staying on the live broadcast page, but it showed that the live broadcast was over.

Luo Qiao couldn't help but smile, so did he stay asleep while watching her live broadcast at home?

It is rare to see his defenseless appearance, she sat on the bedside and looked at him curiously for a long time.

Ming Siran was not awake, long and thin eyelashes fell into a small shadow, Luo Qiao looked at it, and then leaned towards him.

Ming Siran was asleep, suddenly felt a little itchy face, opened his eyes slowly, and met the beautiful smiling eyes of the woman.

He stretched out his hand and dropped it on her soft hair, half-closed his eyes, his voice still with a hoarse voice that had just woke up: "I'm back?"

Luo Qiao kissed his face: "Why do you go to bed so early?"

"Sleepy." Ming Siran seemed to still want to sleep. Luo Qiao slid his hand to tickle him. He grinned and grabbed her hand, without opening his eyes, his voice was low and sexy: "Be good."