Chapter 295： Don't you want to get Luo Qiao

Don't you want to see her...

In the luxurious room, the man heard this and his eyelashes moved slightly.

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

He reached out his hand to support his head and said nothing.

Jiang Qingyu didn't hear his reply for a while, and his hand on his lap slowly tightened: "I saw Luo Qiao wearing a ring on his hand."

After a second of silence, the person over there really said: "The ring?"

"It's a ring, who she wore it with, I think you should be very clear."

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

The low laughter came into the ears, making the ears numb unconsciously.

Jiang Qingyu's movements paused.

The man’s voice was naturally elegant, but at this moment, the utterance made the listener's back climb a chill: "Want to use me to achieve your purpose? Jiang Qingyu, do you think you are worthy?"

Jiang Qingyu's face changed.

The man said slowly: "After returning to China for so long, not only did Ming Siran not take a second look, but he also brought them together. People are as stupid as you are, and they are really rare in the world."

Jiang Qingyu listened to the man's ridicule, breathing tightly, his nails sinking deeply into his palms, and after a long while he said, "I don't need Ming Siran to look at me more."

The man sneered suddenly, as if laughing at her extreme hypocrisy.

Jiang Qingyu bit his lips white, and in the dimly lit car, a face was as white as paper: "You don't want Luo Qiao, but you also help yourself."

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

The man said nothing, he got up from the sofa. In the huge room, there is a huge painting hanging on the wide wall. The woman in the painting has long hair and a red dress. She is slender, with cat-like eyes, smart and cunning, watching the person taking pictures of her at the moment, with a gentle smile in those eyes.

The man stared at the painting deeply. He looked at the woman's face and involuntarily raised his lips, even the indifferent breath that had always been around him softened a bit.

He reached out and touched the painting lightly, his fair 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. The woman's eyes became cold and indifferent, looking at him as if she was looking at a stranger.

The smile on the man's lips gradually disappeared, his face faded, he retracted 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 windows, overlooking the bustling city street under his feet, his voice could not be heard: "So, what do you want me to help you?"

Jiang Qingyu pressed her lips and said slowly: "I want Luo Qiao to disappear from the entertainment circle completely. Don't you like her? It's easy to take her away."

The man casually said: "Oh? Only this?"

The car was extremely quiet. The agent and the assistant saw that she was in a bad mood and did not dare to get in the car. At this moment, Jiang Qingyu was watching the scenery outside the car window by herself, her eyelashes trembling lightly. After a while, she said, "I still want... …Ming Siran."

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