Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

She squinted her eyes.

The driver of the nanny car was sweating, and everyone would be killed if they hit him at this speed.

He hurriedly turned the steering wheel, the body was suddenly out of control, and suddenly hit the guardrail. Jiang Qingyu was caught off guard. He was thrown out and his head slammed on the front seat.

She snorted and raised her head.

At this moment, the flaming red sports car swept past the nanny car, and stopped in front of them with a neat flick.

Luo Qiao opened the door and got out of the car, and took an iron rod from the trunk.

Both the assistant and the agent suffered some minor injuries, and they hadn't been relieved from the panic, but they heard a terrifying loud noise immediately--

"boom!"

The glass of the car was smashed a few times, Luo Qiao reached in and unlocked, then pushed the car door, reached out and grabbed Jiang Qingyu's hair, dragging her out!

Along with Jiang Qingyu's scream, several slaps slapped her face heavily.

Luo Qiao tugged at her hair to make her raise her head and sneered: "Would you like to play with me? Okay, I will play with you enough this time."

Jiang Qingyu's mouth was beaten with blood, and his eyes were insidious that could not be concealed: "You are crazy..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Qiao directly picked up the iron rod on the ground, raised her hand, and slammed it on her leg!

"what--"

When the fragile bone collided with the iron rod, Jiang Qingyu screamed uncontrollably again, a layer of cold sweat leaked from his forehead, and his whole body was shaking with pain.

The agent and the assistant turned pale in fright, and rushed over: "Luo...Miss Luo, what are you doing..."

Luo Qiao had a cold face, she looked at Jiang Qingyu, threw away the iron rod, pulled out the photo from her, and tore it to pieces.

Jiang Qingyu bit her whitish lips tightly, her voice trembling because of the pain: "Do you think I only have this one?"

Luo Qiao stared at her coldly: "It seems that it's too cheap for you to retreat. If you are so reckless, I can only fulfill you."

Raising her hand and smashing the photo fragments in her hand on her face, Luo Qiao glanced at her one last time and turned back into the car.

The engine sounded and the car gradually moved away from their sight.

Seeing Luo Qiao made a beating with a disagreement, and followed the arrogant departure, the agent couldn't help but said: "She is too much too, Qingyu, we call the police..."

Before he finished speaking, he met Jiang Qingyu's gloomy eyes.

She looked away and said coldly: "Since she dares to do this, what's the use of reporting?"

The agent stopped talking and helped Jiang Qingyu up.

The snow-white slender legs were blue and purple at this moment, and they were swollen high, and the pain was like a needle stick.

Sweat oozes from Jiang Qingyu's forehead. With the support of the two of them, he sat back in the car, pressed his lips tightly, and his eyes were extremely cold.

The car can't be driven, and the agent re-contacted the car.

The air was chilly, Jiang Qingyu calmed down for a long while, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and made a call.

After a long wait, the person over there answered the phone.

The man’s voice is low and graceful, and the short syllables are enough to move people’s heartstrings: "How?"

Jiang Qingyu closed his eyes: "I showed Luo Qiao the photo."

There was no speech for a few seconds.

After a long while, he said, his voice was not rushed or slow: "So what?"

"I need your help."

The man seemed to be smiling, "Why?"

Jiang Qingyu said: "Don't you want to see her?"