Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

He was wearing a neatly ironed white shirt, and his face was smooth, indescribably elegant and expensive.

Luo Qiao's face stretched: "Do you remember Jiang Qingyu?"

The man slowly picked up the knife and fork, and said casually: "Who?"

"That's the one you cheated on!"

Ming Siran moved for a while, and the lazy peachy eyes lifted up in a dangerous tone: "You say it again, what am I cutting?"

Luo Qiao: "Cheating."

For the next few minutes, Ming Siran didn't say a word.

"Luo Qiao."

He rarely called her by first name and last name, and Luo Qiao's eyelids twitched.

"Do you know that there are some things that can't be said nonsense?" The man looked at her blankly, his whole body feeling very weak: "I have only liked a woman in my life. Who do you say she is."

Luo Qiao swallowed: "I saw you hugged her, you still don't admit it..."

In the next second, Ming Siran pushed aside the chair and stood up, took the coat and car key, and walked away with his long legs.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, looking back at her, his face tense, and his emotions were obviously suppressed: "I think you have hallucinations that will make you think I have something with other women."

Luo Qiao's eyes widened slightly, and her heart seemed to be held tightly by a pair of hands. She immediately retorted loudly: "I didn't have hallucinations, I just saw it!"

She breathed a little messy, pushed aside the chair and got up. Under his surprised gaze, she slammed him hard when she passed him: "I will ignore you again!"

Ming Siran watched her run away, his brows tightened.

...

In the afternoon, Luo Qiao went to the airport to pick up friends and walked around twice before seeing Wu Xia and Rui Ze crouching tightly in the corner.

She was in a bad mood, frowned and walked over, kicking them.

The two men looked up and saw her, their eyes lit up slightly.

Wu Xia: "Little pretty."

Luo Qiao gave them a look and motioned them to get in the car.

Wu Xia Ruize quickly got into the car. As soon as the two tall men sat down, the back seats were instantly crowded. Luo Qiao adjusted the position of the rear-view mirror and stepped on the accelerator.

First-class car playing skills, the speed is still maddening, Wu Xia whistled and leaned forward: "Little Qiao Qiao's car skills are not reduced back then."

Luo Qiao glanced at him.

The shaman who took off his mask and sunglasses had blue eyes like the sea, thin lips and nose, long and dense eyelashes, more delicate and beautiful than women.

Wu Xia's father is a well-known foreign director, and his mother is a legendary actress. He himself, with the most moving and **** voice, is now a superstar chased by girls all over the world.

Rui Ze on the side was much more indifferent than him.

They are all friends she met abroad. In those two years, thanks to their help, she survived. Now that they are here, she certainly has to do her best as a landlord.

Luo Qiao drove them to a vacant villa, "I have people cleaned up here, and someone will cook and clean every day. You can relax here these days."

"Xiao Qiaoqiao, you are so kind to us." Wu Xia leaned forward to give her a huge hug.

Luo Qiao didn't even look at it and directly blocked it. Rui Ze on the side took off his gloves and exposed his hands. The hands of the world's leading surgeon have distinct joints, uniform whiteness, and seductive eyes.

After asking them a few words, Luo Qiao planned to go to the company, but Wu Xia stopped her: