Luo Qiao was so angry when she heard that, there is actually such a shameless woman.
She looked at Mu Lan: "What are you going to do?"
"Gu Zihao...that is, my boyfriend who has been talking for five years has agreed to marry her." Mu Lan lowered his eyes and smiled: "To be honest, I don't know what to do now."
She was not reconciled, but she seemed to have no way to avenge them.
In Luo Qiao's impression, Mu Lan has always been an enthusiastic and cheerful girl. When she was violently online, only Mu Lan stayed by her side. This was the first time she saw her with such an expression.
Luo Qiao felt uneasy and stretched out his hand to hug her.
Before coming, Mu Lan had been crying for a long time. After chatting with Luo Qiao for a while, she fell asleep soon.
Before Luo Qiao left, he took the pen and paper on the table and wrote down a bunch of numbers.
She looked at Mu Lan’s agent and handed her the note: "If something happens to Mu Lan, you remember to contact me as soon as possible. This is my phone number."
The agent accepted it and said hurriedly: "Okay, thank you Miss Luo."
...
After leaving the apartment, Luo Qiao was helped by Ming Siran into the car.
As the car ran smoothly, Luo Qiao glanced at Ming Siran, and then kicked the car with her uninjured leg: "I'm so angry!"
The man curled his lips and said nothing.
Luo Qiao turned her head to look at him, and stretched her tone: "I said-I'm so angry!"
Ming Siran laughed sullenly, supported his head with one hand, and held the steering wheel with one hand, with a lazy voice: "Knowing that you are mad, what can I do to help you? My eldest lady?"
Luo Qiao waited for his words, and immediately leaned in: "Little Brother Siran..."
The man laughed softly: "Huh?"
She blinked: "You seem to have a friend in the jewelry business?"
Ming Siran raised his eyebrows lightly and said lazily, "I have such a friend."
"His company seems to be doing a big job."
Ming Siran: "So what?"
Luo Qiao moved closer to him: "Then he lacks such a beautiful and outstanding spokesperson as well as Xiao Liwo?"
Ming Siran lowered her eyes to sweep her, the woman's cat eyes were bent, and the little temperament in front of him was put away, she was so cute, she didn't know how cute it was.
Ming Siran looked down at her, his voice dozing: "Do you think he lacks?"
Luo Qiao licked her lips and whispered, "I think he is lacking."
Ming Siran chuckled lightly, changed his posture, and spoke lazily:
"Okay, then he is missing."
...
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Xie Chen in his sleep was awakened by a phone call.
He glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and answered angrily: "Brother, what time is it, you still let people sleep?"
Ming Siran loosened his neckline, and his voice was as loose as ever: "The piece of land in the west of the city you always wanted before is given to you."
Xie Chen sat up from the bed with Ji Ling, and he was completely awake: "Really?"
Ming Siran lazily said: "What are you doing to lie to you."
Xie Chen was still a little bit disbelieved and wiped his face: "It's that night, what is your sudden stimulation?"
The man chuckles: "The land can be sent to you, but you have to promise me a condition."
Knowing that this vixen is not that simple, he just let go, Xie Chen tutted: "You said, as long as I can do it."
"I think it's time for the spokesperson of your jewelry brand to change." Ming Siran said lightly: "It's a bit ugly to me."
Xie Chen: "..."