Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Luo Qiao's heart trembled and raised her head.

The man stared at her with a delicate face and deep eyebrows.

She moved her fingertips.

Ming Siran's fingers slid down and took her hand, and the two came upstairs.

At his request, Luo Qiao took the mobile phone and told his men the details of the year. The investigation took time. While waiting, Ming Siran sat in the study and said nothing.

Luo Qiao looked at him, scratched the skin under her eyes, stood up inexplicably, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, he glanced blankly: "Sit down."

"……"Ok.

The study was extremely quiet, Luo Qiao slowly reached out and took the fruit from the fruit plate.

She squeezed a cherry and ate it, glanced at the man next to her, took another one and leaned forward: "Are you eating?"

The woman's fingers were white and tender, pinching the dripping cherries, they looked slender and beautiful. Ming Siran glanced at her lightly without making a sound.

He kept holding his hand, but he didn't answer it.

A few seconds later, Luo Qiao pursed the corners of her lips awkwardly. Just about to withdraw her hand, she saw the man lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the cherry in her hand.

His lips touched her fingertips, soft and thin to the touch.

Luo Qiao's heart suddenly seemed to be scratched by a cat, itching, she swished her hand back, and couldn't help but gently rub the place where he touched.

"..."

Let him eat without saying to feed him.

After eating, Ming Siran still looked expressionless, took the papers on the table and looked at it.

After waiting for three hours, Luo Qiao felt sleepy before his cell phone rang again.

Ming Siran put down the file in his hand, glanced at the caller ID calmly, and slid his slender finger to answer.

"Ming, I found the surveillance video from that year, and the hotel has changed the person in charge. We wasted some time. I will send it to you now."

Ming Siran gave a faint hum, and took the notebook over. Not long after, the surveillance video came over, and he reached out and clicked on it.

Luo Qiao looked at the surveillance video on the screen.

On the long corridor, Jiang Qingyu's snow-white arms wrapped around the man, and the direction her eyes were staring at was where she was.

The slender man turned his back to her, his posture calm and noble.

At this moment, the past slid before her eyes, and Luo Qiao looked at her who turned and left in the surveillance, a little lost.

Ming Siran...No, it should be said that he is a man who is 90% similar to his back. After she left, his head was slightly tilted. From this angle, his appearance is not very clear, but the exposed part is obviously not Ming Siran. .

Slender fingers tapped on the pause button, Ming Siran glanced at her: "Is this me?"

Luo Qiao hadn't spoken yet, and his dialog box popped up again, "In addition, regarding the key in Miss Luo's mouth, we asked the relevant staff that there was a case of losing the key that year."

A few words came into view, and all the truth became clear at this moment.

The subordinates continued: "Ms. Ming, if Miss Luo needs to ask for more details, we can take people over now."

Ming Siran looked at Luo Qiao's expression: "Need it?"

"……no need."

"So, my dear ex-girlfriend..." Ming Siran's inattentive tone contained a sense of shame and death: "When you saw me cuddling with other women back then, not only did you not come forward and tear it up," Instead just ran away?"