Don't you want to meet her......

In the luxurious room, the man's eyelashes moved slightly when he heard this.

He leaned back on the sofa, his fingers slender and white, and the delicate cuffs set off the beautiful wrists, revealing a secret charm.

He reached out and cupped his head, but did not speak.

Jiang Qingyu didn't hear his reply for a long time, and the hand on her lap slowly clenched: "I saw Luo Qiao wearing a ring on her hand." ”

After a second of silence, the person over there really spoke up: "Ring? ”

"Yes, who she wears it with, I think you should know very well."

When these words fell, the man over there suddenly chuckled.

The low sound of laughter came into the ears, making people's ears tingle unconsciously.

Jiang Qingyu's movements paused.

The man's voice was inherently elegant, but speaking out at this moment made the listener can't help but feel a chill climb up his spine: "You want to use me to achieve your goals?" Jiang Qingyu, do you think you are worthy? ”

Jiang Qingyu's face changed.

The man opened up slowly: "After returning to China for so long, not only did you not get a second look at Ming Siran, but also brought the two of them together, people are stupid to the point of you, which is really rare in the world." ”

Jiang Qingyu listened to the man's ridicule, her breathing was tight, her nails sank deep into her palms, and she said after a while: "I don't need Ming Siran to look at me more." ”

The man sneered, as if to laugh at her utter hypocrisy.

Jiang Qingyu bit her lip and turned white, and in the dimly lit car, her face was as white as paper: "Don't you also want to get Luo Qiao, help me and yourself." ”

Without waiting for him to speak, Jiang Qingyu continued: "Or, do you really want to watch them together?" ”

The man didn't say anything, he got up from the sofa, and in the huge room, there was a huge painting hanging on the wide wall, the woman in the painting had long hair, a long red dress, a slender figure, she had cat-like beautiful eyes, smart and cunning, and at the moment looked at the person who took her pictures, and there was a gentle smile in those eyes.

The man gazed deeply at the painting, he looked at the woman's face, and involuntarily curled his lips, and even the indifferent aura around him softened a little.

He reached out and touched the painting lightly, and the white hands lined with various colors, there was an indescribable beauty.

The daylight slanted to the west, and as the light gradually changed, the content of the painting also changed, and the woman's eyes became cold and indifferent, and the eyes of the woman looked at him as if she were looking at a stranger.

The smile on the man's lips faded, his face faded, he withdrew his hand, and slowly turned his gaze away from the painting.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Qingyu was still waiting for his answer.

The man walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling city street scene at his feet, and his voice couldn't hear joy and anger: "So, what do you want me to help you?" ”

Jiang Qingyu pursed her lips and said slowly: "I want Luo Qiao to completely disappear from the entertainment industry, don't you like her, it's easy to take her away." ”

The man said nonchalantly, "Oh? Only this? ”

The car was extremely quiet, the agent and the assistant saw that she was in a bad mood and didn't dare to get into the car, at this moment Jiang Qingyu looked at the scenery outside the car window alone, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and after a while, she said: "I still want to ...... Ming Siran. ”

……

The sports car stopped outside the villa, Luo Qiao reached out to open the door, and as soon as his hand was put on the armrest, the door was opened by Ming Siran from the inside.