In the spacious and bright office, the mobile phone that Ming Siran put on the desk vibrate.

He flipped through the papers, and after seeing that there were no problems, he signed his name smoothly and handed the document to the assistant who was already waiting in front of him.

The assistant bowed his head and said respectfully: "Mr. Ming, then I'll go out first." ”

"Hmm."

Glancing at the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, Ming Siran took it and looked at it, his slender fingers slid and pressed answer.

The voice was faint and emotionless: "Which one?" ”

For two seconds, the person on the other end of the phone did not speak, Ming Siran frowned slightly, glanced at the phone screen, and was just about to hang up the call, when a woman's chuckle sounded over there.

The woman's voice is soft, but the tone squeezed out of her throat sounds gloomy at this moment.

Ming Siran held the mobile phone for a moment and narrowed his eyes deeply.

"Si Ran ......"

In the dimly lit bedroom, Jiang Qingyu leaned on the table, bowed her head, her hair fell from her cheeks, her snow-white fingertips gently slid across the tabletop, her voice was slow and orderly, and there was a deliberate gentleness in it: "It's me, Qingyu." ”

Ming Siran's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his hand directly and wanted to hang up neatly, but Jiang Qingyu seemed to know what he was going to do, and before he hung up, he said: "I have something to do with you......" After a pause, she said softly: "It's about Luo Qiao." ”

It's about Luo Qiao.

A few simple words, Sheng Sheng stopped Ming Siran's movements.

Ming Siran's eyes were deep, he was holding his mobile phone, and he didn't speak.

"Why did Luo Qiao become like this, why did he have to break up with you......" Jiang Qingyu's voice sounded gentle and non-aggressive, and asked him with a smile: "Aren't you curious?" ”

Ming Siran made a voice with an expressionless face, and after a while, he spoke up, and his voice was low and cold: "What do you know?" ”

Jiang Qingyu withdrew her fingers that were lightly swiped on the table and smiled: "I know a lot...... At the very least, much more than you think. ”

There was not a sound in the office, Ming Siran leaned back, leaning back in the office chair, his voice sounding no emotional fluctuations: "What do you want?" ”

Jiang Qingyu smiled softly and said unhurriedly: "I want to see you." ”

Without waiting for Ming Si Ran to speak, she said softly: "I want to say to you face to face, Si Ran." ”

The man didn't say anything.

Jiang Qingyu didn't mind, when it came to Luo Qiao, she wasn't afraid that he wouldn't come, her red lips curved in a good-looking arc: "I'll send the address over, you must come, I'll wait for you." ”

“……”

Listening to the busy sound of the phone hanging up, Ming Siran narrowed his eyes.

Within seconds, his phone vibrated again, and a text message with the address was sent.

Ming Siran looked at it for a few seconds, his face line looked extremely indifferent, and after a while, he got up from the office chair, reached out and took the blazer on the hanger and put it on, and walked out with his long legs.

When the assistant saw him, he hurriedly got up and came over: "Mr. Ming." ”

Ming Siran's eyes looked straight ahead, and his voice was indifferent: "Prepare the car." ”

……

In the room, after Jiang Qingyu put down her mobile phone, she walked to the wine cabinet, took a bottle of red wine from it, and put it on the dining table.

Perfect and romantic candlelit dinner, she lowered her eyelashes, didn't know what came to mind, and smiled softly.

At the same time, a low-key black sedan was parked downstairs at Dongshi Pictures.