Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

In the photo, Luo Qiao was put on bunny ears by netizens using selfie software, with a cute face.

That Weibo has been reposted hundreds of thousands of times, and its popularity is still rising.

Ming Siran also saw it.

In the business arena, he is like a handsome and sultry noble son, leaning back in his chair leisurely, his brows and eyes carelessly.

After watching it for a few seconds, he clicked forward it casually.

So in the evening, everyone suddenly swiped a Weibo forwarded by Mingda BOSS, with text, as follows:

ksjdhkads: Little rabbit, open the door~

Across the screen, he seemed to be able to hear these words slowly in a humming and **** tone.

Netizens caught off guard: Ahhhhh! ! !

Luo Qiao also brushed this one.

"..."

She was instantly irritated and sat up from the sofa.

Can't he be a man at night! what!

In the next second, she emotionally pulled him to the blacklist.

Goodbye!

...

Ming Siran held his head, looked at the tips on Weibo that he could not interact with the other party, and slightly curled his lips.

"Ming, I toast you a glass of wine."

In the front, a beautiful woman took the initiative to come to toast, with long legs and thin waist, and her cheeks flushed.

There was a roaring sound from all around.

Ming Siran raised his eyelids lightly.

He was still in that lazy posture, but when he didn't answer, the surrounding voices gradually became quieter.

In the business arena, Ming Siran seems to be the best to speak, but when he is not smiling, the sense of alienation from all over his body makes people dare not say a word.

After a while, Ming Siran spoke, his tone idle: "No, the house is strict."

He slowly got up, took a glass of wine from the wine table, and put it down after drinking the glass, his voice was low and sweet, "I'm leaving now, everyone."

Seeing his slender and tall back leave, the air became loose, and someone said something with a dry smile.

"Nowadays, there are not many people who care for the family like Mr. Ming."

"But... I haven't heard of him getting married..."

...

Luo Qiao fell asleep on the sofa, in a daze, feeling something was rubbing her face, she slowly opened her eyes.

I saw Ming Siran sitting on the carpet with his chin in his hand. I don't know how long I watched her sleep. He met her gaze. He held the cat's claw that he had just used to rub her face lightly, peachy eyes smiled. Say hello to her: "Meow~"

Luo Qiao: "..." He is selling a few cute!

She immediately sat up and looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Time to go to sleep.

Just as she was about to leave, her wrist was suddenly pulled by Ming Siran.

The man looked at her with a sultry voice: "I'm hungry."

"You are hungry, go find something to eat!" Tell her what to do.

Ming Siran curled his lips and chuckled softly: "But I want to eat something made by Qiaoqiao."

"..."

He held her wrist and rubbed the skin on her wrist with his fingers, "Can you? Huh?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

Why is she showing up with such a vixen ex-boyfriend?

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Luo Qiao made a bowl of noodles in the kitchen. Ming Siran looked at her in his spare time and looked lazy.

Luo Qiao put the bowl on the coffee table, stretched out the palms of her white palms, frustrated: "Give money to eat!"

Ming Siran's gaze swept across the palm of her hand, her lips slightly curled: "How much?"

Luo Qiao: "Give as much as you have!"

Ming Siran raised his eyebrows, took out the wallet and stuffed it into her hand, smiling casually: "Okay, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."

Luo Qiao's heart was numb, and she felt that this wallet was hot.