The words of the subordinates who had previously investigated abroad echoed in their ears:

“…… According to the neighbors, sometimes a woman's screams can be heard in Miss Luo's house, as if she is in pain......"

Ming Siran's fingers on his lap moved.

The cleaning lady glanced at him and said, "At that time, many people were frightened by her appearance, I heard that the young lady looked terrible, her brother smashed a video camera at that time, and he was very angry, and then her brother took her away and did not allow us to talk about it." Without waiting for Ming Siran to speak, she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "As for the rest, I really don't know." ”

Ming Siran didn't speak, and no one in the room dared to make a sound, it was very quiet. After a while, he got up and walked out with his long legs.

There was no expression on the side face, and his voice was even colder: "Handle it." ”

The subordinate next to him bowed his head: "Yes." ”

The sun shone down outside, enveloping the man's long and straight body, and he stood in silence for a moment before re-walking to the black car parked in front of him.

……

In the dimly lit room, the curtains were tightly closed, Jiang Qingyu poured herself a glass of wine, looking at the swaying burgundy liquid in the glass, her expression was strange and unpredictable.

She was wearing a bathrobe, her skin was whiter than snow, and the man behind her lowered his head, a little afraid to look at her.

"Got something?" The woman had her back to him, and her voice was soft and pleasant.

The man answered, took the phone out of his pocket, and put it on the table.

Jiang Qingyu took a sip of wine unhurriedly, turned around and walked to the table, pressed the screen on, and opened the video stored in the phone.

The man said in a low voice: "Luo Qiao is now living in the hospital, that variety show can't be filmed, and it won't pose a threat to you anymore." ”

Jiang Qingyu's expression was indifferent, her slender and white fingers were holding the phone, her fingertips were delicate, and she looked particularly good-looking, but what she said made people shudder: "Really?" But I don't think it's enough. ”

The man didn't say anything.

Jiang Qingyu clicked on the video, and soon, a woman's screams came from the room.

The tone mixed with extreme panic, the voice is harsh, and it sounds numb.

In the mobile phone screen, the image of the woman was recorded more clearly, Luo Qiao's hair was scattered, her eyes were not focused, and she kept retreating while covering her ears, as if something was following her.

And yet there is nothing around.

Jiang Qingyu looked at it, seemed to think that this scene was very interesting, and laughed softly: "When this video is released, do you think netizens will think she is a crazy person?" ”

The man exclaimed, "It will be." ”

Jiang Qingyu propped her head, watching this video a little lazily, and when the broadcast was over, she was still a little unsatisfied.

"The beautiful and lovely Luo Qiao in everyone's hearts is actually a psychopath." She shook her head and sighed, "You say, how interesting it would be if everyone knew about it. ”

The man immediately said, "I'm going to put this video out." ”

Jiang Qingyu folded her long legs, put her phone aside, and opened her mouth unhurriedly: "Don't be in a hurry." She took the red wine glass again and shook it gently: "I remember that there will be a big award ceremony in two days, and they have already invited Luo Qiao." Wouldn't it be more interesting to see everyone when the time comes? ”

"That's what you said."

The woman chuckled and drank the red wine from the glass, which flowed down her white jaw to her neck, and she couldn't say how long it was.

……

Late at night, inside the hospital.

Luo Qiao sat on a hospital bed with a laptop on her lap.

Her slender fingers tapped on it, her lips pursed slightly, and her eyes glowed with coldness.

- This is all the information of the person named Jiang Qingyu abroad, in addition, we also found a very interesting thing in the process of investigating her, you see.

Luo Qiao's eyes moved slightly, and she clicked on the document sent by her friend.

As she browsed through the lines, she slowly narrowed her eyes.

At this moment, there was a noise at the door.

Luo Qiao raised her head and saw a slender man coming from outside.

Her eyelashes quivered, and she closed the laptop in her hand and set it aside.

Ming Siran was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers as always, his posture was tall and elegant, his coat was casually put on his arm, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked over, but with a bit of indescribable depth.

He closed the door and walked toward her with his long legs.

"Still having nightmares?" He looked at her and asked softly.

Luo Qiao remembered what happened last night, the fingers on her knees curled slightly, she avoided his gaze, and pursed her lips: "It's okay anymore." ”

Ming Siran reached out and gently touched her face.

The man's fingers were a little cold, the fingertips fell on her skin, soft and delicate, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Pretty ......"

Luo Qiao's movements paused.

The room was very quiet, even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, and the man's eyes fell on her, looking at her for a moment: "Is there something hidden from me?" ”

Inexplicably, there was a feeling of palpitations, Luo Qiao's throat moved, and her voice was very soft: "No." ”

Ming Siran's hand fell on her jaw, and she said very gently: "Look at me." ”

Luo Qiao's eyes flashed, and his eyes couldn't help but look at him.

The man has an overly beautiful face, from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows to the beautifully shaped lips, there is no imperfection, especially the appearance of wearing a white shirt at the moment, and the narrow waistline, which brings out a bit of clarity and makes people excited.

He leaned down slowly, his gaze meeting hers.

Luo Qiao pursed her lips.

The man's eyes were so hot that they fell on her face as if there was substance, and he looked at her, as if trying to see the slightest change in her expression.

Luo Qiao couldn't help but want to escape from under his fingertips, and turned his head, but he didn't let go.

"Brother wants to be very good to you."

The man's deep and pleasant voice slowly overflowed from his throat, and he spoke slowly, and the gentle voice struck her heart word by word: "Give me a chance, okay?" ”

Luo Qiao's fingers couldn't help but clench the sheets under her hand, her eyelashes fluttered finely, she felt the blood in her veins flow faster, and her heart beat as fast as it should.

His eyes were on him, and the affection in his eyes was almost unbearable.

Luo Qiao stared at him, his mouth moved, the syllable was on his lips, but he couldn't say it.

After a while, her mind slowly calmed down and said, "No......"

didn't wait for her words of refusal to come out, and in the next second, the man kissed her.

This kiss was different from usual, Ming Siran didn't know where he lost control, his actions were full of aggression, his fingers fell on the side of her face, a little bit of heat, and his dark eyes stared at her, not moving.