He walked up to Luo Qiao, reached out and rubbed her head: "What are you angry about?" Well? ”

Luo Qiao opened his hand: "Did someone come just now?" ”

Shen Jikong raised his eyebrows lightly: "Is there one?" ”

Luo Qiao carefully observed his expression, she could only guess through the maid's reaction, and was stopped by them, she finally only had time to smash a crystal ball, and was forcibly brought here after her.

Luo Qiao glanced at this collection room, the sound insulation effect here should be very good, she made a fuss here for a long time, and there was no reaction outside.

Shen Jikong's hand slowly slid down and landed on her cheek, the faint light set the contours of his face more deeply, he lowered his eyes to her, and said slowly: "Originally, I wanted to wait a few days for the wedding to be held, but now it seems that it is better to hold it earlier." lest you have long nights and many dreams. ”

Luo Qiao raised her eyes: "You said that you would give me time." ”

Shen Jikong gently rubbed her cheek: "Hmm...... Feelings can be cultivated slowly. ”

His little liar is so likable that more and more people will come to her.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

……

The car drove smoothly on the road, and his subordinates sat in the co-pilot, turned back to Ming Siran and said, "In this way, Shen Jikong's girlfriend is not Miss Luo Qiao." ”

Did they guess wrong? Does Miss Luo Qiao's disappearance have nothing to do with Shen Jikong?

Ming Siran didn't speak, he turned his face away, unbuttoned his fingers, revealing a slender and tight neck, his brows twisted slightly, and the whole person looked a little irritable.

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Ming Siran frowned, his eyes indifferent: "Let people continue to star." ”

"Yes."

Looking at his face, his subordinates knew that he was extremely worried about Luo Qiao, so he stopped talking and bothering.

In the next few days, Shen Jikong stayed in the manor most of the time, occasionally going out, accompanied by the woman who looked petite and weak.

Ming Siran looked at the photos taken by his subordinates, the woman was holding the man's arm, and the two looked affectionate and intimate, very happy.

"According to the recent investigation, the future Mrs. Shen's surname is Yang, her single name is Ningzi, she is the daughter of a wealthy foreign businessman, the two met abroad, Shen Jikong fell in love with her at first sight, the relationship between the two warmed up rapidly, and the wedding will be held in a few days."

He glanced at Ming Siran, this Shen Jikong seems to have been sweet and sweet with his fiancée so far, and has nothing to do with Miss Luo Qiao's disappearance, except that the vague family emblem is somewhat similar, and there is no other evidence to prove that Miss Luo Qiao has anything to do with him.

Ming Siran stared at the photo in his hand and didn't speak, but his brows slowly tightened.

……

The wedding was being prepared in an orderly manner, and in the manor, Shen Jikong raised his hand and sprinkled the bait in his hand into the small pond.

He was in a good mood and walked on the smooth path of the manor without hurrying: "How is the wedding scene arranged?" ”

"It's almost, it's just ...... Master. The subordinate said: "Miss Luo Qiao is always unwilling to cooperate, and it may be a little troublesome at the wedding scene at that time." What is the master going to do? ”

Although the master did not plan to invite other guests, he could not always tie the bride at the scene.

When Shen Jikong heard this, he lowered his eyes and smiled: "Let her be." ”

As long as she is here, it doesn't matter if she is worthy of cooperation or not.

That night, in Shen Jikong's room, the doorknob turned slightly, and a snow-white foot stepped on the carpet without making any sound.