Chapter 307： The final counterattack 1

When these words fell, the subordinates standing next to Ming Siran couldn't help but glance at Jiang Qingyu.

In a quiet space, the slender and tall man stretched out his hand and adjusted his cuffs. He casually said, "Miss Jiang may have a misunderstanding about my Qiao Qiao. This kind of thing does not require her to act, it will dirty her eyes."

Raising her eyes to look at Jiang Qingyu who was stunned for an instant, Ming Siran said lightly: "If Miss Jiang is so afraid of being discovered, next time you mess with a man, remember to hide this face first. After all, in the circle Miss Li Jiang is also a celebrity."

Jiang Qingyu heard Ming Siran's taunting words, her face getting paler and paler, and when his last word fell, the blood on her face had completely faded.

She moved her lips, and after a while, she made a difficult voice: "...you did it?"

A heart seemed to be squeezed fiercely by a big hand, Jiang Qingyu's breathing was painful, she said dumbly: "Those videos...you released them?"

The corners of Ming Siran's eyes and eyebrows were chilly, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a dirty trash.

The man said coldly: "She is not something you can provoke."

Jiang Qingyu grabbed the palm of his hand abruptly, facing his indifferent and cold gaze at this moment, felt that the pain of a thousand swords was nothing but this.

"why……"

Jiang Qingyu murmured subconsciously: "Why?"

Why did he treat her like this? It used to be so, and it is now... Is she so inferior to Luo Qiao? He actually gave it so stingly.

After the man finished speaking, he ignored the crazy woman and turned to leave.

Jiang Qingyu's eyes were full of red blood, and the palm of her hand was scratched by her nails, and blood was leaking. She stared at his back and suddenly shouted: "Ming Siran!"

However, the man's footsteps did not stop at the slightest, and he reached out to open the door.

Jiang Qingyu clenched her lips tightly, her eyes became decisive, she suddenly rushed over, and her whole body was on the door of the car.

Jiang Qingyu looked up and looked at the man's beautiful facial lines. His eyes were dry and astringent, and he said hoarsely: "I like you..."

Hearing that, Ming Siran raised a pair of lazy peach eyes.

A sentence that had been buried in my heart for many years finally came out. Jiang Qingyu's heart was hot. She looked at him and her eyes were red: "From the first time I saw you in high school, I have liked you until now..."

The air is very quiet, even the heartbeat can be heard clearly.

"Really." Ming Siran looked at her and hooked his mouth.

The man lowered his eyes and chuckles too **** and sultry, Jiang Qingyu's eyelashes trembled, and his heart skipped a beat.

However, in the next second, in her slightly bright eyes, she heard the man speak: "Then this is really an extremely disgusting thing."

With a gentle and pleasant voice, the words spoken were extremely cruel.

The smile on Jiang Qingyu's face instantly froze.

Ming Siran looked away from her expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "Go away."

Next to him, someone immediately stepped forward and pulled Jiang Qingyu away from the car door. He wiped the place where Jiang Qingyu had just touched with his sleeve, and respectfully opened the door for Ming Siran.

The man stooped into the car, behaving elegantly.

Soon, the car's engine started, and Jiang Qingyu was left far behind.

...

The sun shines on the body, bringing scorching temperature.

Jiang Qingyu lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face.

Blood seeped from the gap between her fingers and dripped on the ground.