Chapter 172： Past

Luo Qiao choked, met his knowing smiley eyes, his eyelids twitched, and shouted fiercely: "I'm just worried about you, so what!"

He was startled slightly, his sultry voice hooked his ears, and said slowly, "Not very good."

Immediately he couldn't help but laughed out: "It's just that brother feels so happy..."

Luo Qiao: "..."

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At three o'clock in the morning that night, when Luo Qiao was sleeping soundly, a video circulated secretly on the Internet.

The content of the video shocked everyone's jaws.

This Weibo was posted on a small account. How it spread is unknown, except that by morning, this video has been spread all over the Internet.

Luo Qiao was awakened by the vibrating sound of her mobile phone. She touched it out and heard Assistant Sun's anxious voice: "Mr. Luo, have you seen the video circulating on the Internet?"

Luo Qiao frowned, still sleepy: "What video?"

Sun Zhu paused, and said worriedly: "I sent it to you, please take a look first."

After hanging up suspiciously, Luo Qiao rubbed her eyes and clicked on the Weibo he sent.

At a glance, Luo Qiao's expression changed instantly.

She sat up quickly, her fingers trembling slightly.

This is a video from a few years ago, in which a boy was filmed.

He is about four or five years old. He has very long hair, and he is very thin. The surrounding environment is harsh. The maggots, flies and ants crawl around on the ground, which makes people nauseous. He embraces his knees and shrinks in the corner of the wall. His complexion is pale without sunlight for a long time.

"look up."

Ordered the man who filmed.

It took a while for the little boy to react and raised his face.

Luo Qiao's heart was squeezed for an instant, her breathing slightly stagnated.

Due to the age, the picture of the video is not very clear, but the boy's overly exquisite facial features are still instantly reflected in people's eyes, especially, he still has such a pair of beautiful peach eyes.

The little boy in the video is Ming Siran——

It was Ming Siran who had not been taken in by the Ming family in his childhood and had not met Luo Qiao, who was lonely and alone.

The account that posted this Weibo:

Let's take a look, this is the daddy Ming that you have always liked. A beggar still concealed the character of Prince Charming, it is really laughable.

The netizens below were all shocked and commented:

【? ? ? day? 】

[This is Ming's father? I fuck...]

[I always thought he was a pampered noble son, but he was not? What's happening here? 】

[Are you abused? By the way, the surroundings are too dirty...]

[Fuck, the host should add a caution in front, okay? I'm so sick, I can't eat anymore! 】

Luo Qiao's chest rose and fell violently. The next second, she raised her hand and smashed the phone.

Her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and she scolded a swear word.

It wasn't until ten seconds later that Luo Qiao gradually calmed down. She got out of bed and picked up the phone. After checking that it was not broken, she quickly dialed Sun's phone number.

"Arrange for someone to delete the video right away, and don't keep one on the entire network!"

Sun Tezhu quickly responded: "Yes."

"Check who was the first person to post this video, and let me know if you find it."

"Okay President Luo..." After a pause, Special Assistant Sun asked hesitantly, "Is President Ming all right?"

Luo Qiao glanced at the time on the clock, her heart jumped, before she could answer him, she put on her slippers and rushed out of the room.

She began to pat Ming Siran's door frantically.

It took about ten seconds before the door was opened by the man. Ming Siran was obviously awakened by her. His eyes were lazily narrowed, the buttons of his pajamas were half open and half untied, the collarbone was delicate, and the spring was boundless.