"Hello? Shan. ”

A very nice female voice came from the microphone, soft and beautiful, and a single syllable made people's hearts soften.

Jiang Qingshan was stunned, and when she reacted, she suddenly choked up and said, "Sister......"

"I've heard about you."

In a strange country, a woman gets up from bed, her skin is snow-white, her toes are on the soft carpet, and she is wearing only a silk pajamas, outlining her slender and charming figure.

Her long hair reaches to her waist, her back to the doorway, and a silhouette seems to be demagogic.

Jiang Qingshan couldn't help but sob: "Sister, that slut Luo Qiao bankrupted our family, and the movie I had been looking forward to for a long time was also ruined, and my parents are blaming me now......"

And the woman listened to her weeping, and did not answer.

In the long silence, Jiang Qingshan seemed to sense something, slowly stopped crying, and said uneasily: "Sister? ”

Jiang Qingyu stretched out her white hand and opened the curtains, there was only one slit, and the bright light fell on her side face, the lines were so beautiful that people were intoxicated, she said unhurriedly: "Shouldn't you apologize to me first?" ”

“……”

"I didn't warn you, so you took that video from your computer. Did you know that your plans have been ruined by you? ”

Jiang Qingshan bit her lip: "Sister, it's Luo Qiaoming Siran who is sorry for you, I want to make them pay!" ”

The woman seemed to laugh, low and inaudible: "So, did you make them pay?" ”

Jiang Qingshan couldn't help but clench her hands and bit her lips white.

"Delete the article you wrote, and don't have anything to do with Luo Qiao in the future."

"Sister......

The woman interrupted her, and her voice became a little cold for a moment: "Delete it." ”

“……”

Jiang Qingshan's fingertips trembled, and finally answered honestly: "I know." ”

Jiang Qingyu's tone softened again, she looked at the sunlight outside the window, and said casually: "Don't worry, the two of them will be dealt with by me." ”

……

The Luo family.

The TV was on, Luo Qiao was working with the computer, Luo Zelan was elbowing on the edge of the sofa, sitting on the carpet and fiddling with parts, his eyelids were not raised, and he said lightly: "Why didn't you bring 089 back?" ”

“……”

Luo Qiao coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Brother, have you been busy lately?" ”

"Professor Li asked me to teach him students for two days, do you have something to do?"

"I ......" Luo Qiao was just about to speak, when the picture on the TV screen in front of him turned, and Ming Siran's figure appeared.

Luo Qiao suddenly remembered that today was the day when their company held a product launch conference.

The slender and tall man was talking to the employees around him, his expression was indifferent, and his gestures were full of dignity.

Luo Zelan, who had waited for a long time and no one answered, raised his head, glanced at Luo Qiao, who was staring at the screen, and then looked at the man who appeared on the TV screen.

Luo Zelan: "............"

The press conference was broadcast live, and many media reporters gathered around.

Just as the process was proceeding normally, a man wearing a hat suddenly jumped out of nowhere, avoided the security guards and staff, and rushed directly in front of Ming Siran with his mobile phone.

He spoke very quickly: "Mr. Ming, what do you think after watching this video?" It turns out that you are not Chairman Ming's own grandson, so what did you experience when you were a child? Can you talk to us about that? ”

Ming Siran's long legs paused, and his gaze slowly fell on the mobile phone he was holding.

In the living room, Luo Qiao stood up from the sofa all of a sudden!