As soon as he finished speaking, the subordinate standing next to Ming Siran could not help but glance at Jiang qingyin.
In the quiet space, the tall and slender Man reached out to adjust his sleeves. He said casually, " miss Jiang may have some misunderstandings about my Qiaoqiao. She doesn't need to do this kind of thing. It will only dirty her eyes.
Looking up at Jiang qingyin, who was stunned, Ming Siran said, " miss Jiang, if you're so afraid of being found out, remember to hide your face the next time you hang out with a man. After all, you're quite famous in the industry.
Jiang qingyin's face turned paler and paler as she listened to Ming Siran's sarcastic words. By the time he finished his last word, her face had completely lost all color.
Her lips moved, and after a long while, she said with difficulty, " "Yingluo was made by you?"
Jiang qingyin's heart felt as if it was being clenched by a big hand. Even her breathing was painful. She said in a hoarse voice, " "Were you the one who released those videos, Yingluo?"
The corners of Ming Siran's eyes were cold, and he looked at her as if she was a piece of dirty trash.
"She's not someone you can mess with," the man said coldly.
Jiang qingyin suddenly clenched her fists. Facing his cold and indifferent eyes, she felt that the pain of being cut into pieces was nothing more than this.
"Why?"
"Why?" Jiang qingyin mumbled subconsciously.
Why did he treat her like this? he used to be like this, and now he was also wondering if she was so inferior to Luo Qiao. He was actually stingy with giving her even a glance.
After the man finished speaking, he ignored the crazy woman and turned to leave.
Jiang qingyin's eyes were bloodshot. Her nails had scratched her palm and blood was oozing out. She stared at his back and suddenly shouted, " "Ming Siran!"
However, the man's footsteps did not stop at all. He reached out to open the door.
Jiang qingyin bit her lip, and her eyes became determined. She suddenly rushed over and pressed her whole body against the car door.
Jiang qingyin raised her head and looked at the man's beautiful facial lines. Her eyes were dry and astringent."I like you, Yingluo."
Hearing this, Ming Siran's lazy peach-shaped eyes lifted slightly.
The words that had been buried in her heart for many years finally came out. Jiang qingyin's heart was burning. She looked at him with red eyes. I've liked you since the first time I saw you in high school, and I've been doing it until now, Yingluo.
The air was very quiet, and even the sound of heartbeats could be clearly heard.
"Is that so?" Ming Siran looked at her, and the corners of his lips curled up.
The man's chuckling look was too sexy and seductive. Jiang qingfei's eyelashes trembled, and her heart skipped a beat.
However, the next second, as her eyes lit up, she heard the man say, " "That's an extremely nauseating thing."
Her voice was gentle and sweet, but the words she said were extremely cruel.
The smile on Jiang qingyin's face froze.
Ming Siran had already shifted his gaze away expressionlessly, and said coldly, " "Get lost."
Next to him, one of his men immediately stepped forward and pulled Jiang qingyin away from the car door. He wiped the spot that Jiang qingyin had touched with his sleeve and respectfully opened the car door for Ming Siran.
The man bent down and got into the car, his actions noble and elegant.
Soon, the car engine started, and Jiang qingyin was left far behind.
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The sunlight shone on his body, bringing with it a scorching heat.
Jiang qingyin's head was lowered, and the expression on her face could not be seen.
Blood seeped through the gaps between her fingers and dripped onto the ground.