Luo Qiao was not short of money. Although her master's assets were not a small sum even to the rich, they were not attractive to her at all. Since they were not attractive, there was only one reason why she was willing to do this.
He had to thank her.
Luo Qiao didn't say a word. There was no use in indulging in any emotion. Things had to be resolved once they had happened. People always had to move forward. If she didn't want Shen shengkong's assets, then they could only be divided up by him and his parents. She could choose not to care, but
The man's pale face appeared in front of her eyes.
She pursed her lips and looked away.
She would take it as she owed him.
let's go, " Luo Qiao said coolly. we'll handle the inheritance procedures.
……
Shen shengkong's assets were huge, and all kinds of procedures were extremely cumbersome. In addition to the funeral and other matters, Luo Qiao was so busy for the next few days that her feet didn't even touch the ground.
That evening, she finally finished signing the last word and took a car back to the hotel.
"You've worked hard." Shen shengkong's underling was Zhou Xu. He opened the car door for Luo Qiao and looked at her tired face. this matter has basically come to an end. If there are any problems in the future, I'll come to you again.
Shen shengkong was no longer around. He had obviously treated Luo Qiao as respectfully as Shen shengkong.
Luo Qiao nodded and walked into the hotel. She watched as Zhou Xu pressed the elevator for her. When the elevator door opened, she walked in.
"Take care."
Luo Qiao leaned against the elevator wall, her body relaxed. She closed her eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed by sleepiness.
For a few dozen seconds, she leaned against the elevator and almost fell asleep. It was not until the door opened with a ding that she frowned slightly, her eyes widened a little, and she walked out.
Wu Xia and Ruize both had their own jobs and had left the country. Her brother had not been around for the past two days, so the entire hotel seemed even more empty.
Luo Qiao took out her room card from her bag and raised her hand to open the door.
As soon as she raised her hand, the room card slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. She paused and bent down to pick it up helplessly. Just as she stretched out her arm, a fair and slender hand picked up the room card before her.
Luo Qiao turned her head and saw the man's exquisite and Noble side profile.
Ming Siran lowered his eyes slightly and placed the room card on the sensor to open the door. His skin was very fair, and from her angle, she could see the sharp jawline of his jaw. When he was not talking, he had a distant aura, and he gave off a cold and sexy feeling.
As if he sensed her gaze, the man's eyes moved slightly and he turned to look at her.
That pair of pitch-black eyes didn't let out a single bit of light, and they were so dark that it seemed as if they wanted to suck people in.
After looking at her for a few seconds, Ming Siran retracted his gaze, his expression unreadable. He pressed his hand down and opened the door.
Luo Qiao followed him in.
It was dusk, and he didn't turn on the lights for the time being. The dim light enveloped him from all directions, and his slender figure seemed to be covered with a faint shadow.
He tilted his head and glanced at her. do you want to take a shower? "
Luo Qiao came back to her senses and put her bag down. She nodded at him and said, " "Yingluo, yes."
Ming Siran then went to the bathroom to fill up the water for her.
Luo Qiao took off her high heels and put on a pair of soft slippers. She was in a state of extreme sleepiness, but because he was around, she forced herself to perk up a little.
After a while, Ming Siran came out of the bathroom and rolled his sleeves down. He said nonchalantly without looking up, " "Alright, you can go now."
Luo Qiao stared at him for a moment. When he walked over, she lifted her legs and strode over to him.
Ming Siran stopped in his tracks when she walked over.
The man was almost a head taller than her. Because of her sudden appearance, he stood in front of her and looked down at her.
The way Ming Siran lowered his eyes to look at her was especially sexy, especially when he was in such a nonchalant state.
Luo Qiao tiptoed and raised her head slightly.
“……”
After a few seconds, Luo Qiao looked up and didn't get any response.
？
She raised her eyes and met the man's gaze. He asked her, " "What's wrong?"
“……”
Ming Siran walked around her to pick up his watch that he had casually left on the table. At that moment, a phone rang. He took it out of his trousers pocket and answered the call.
The next thing was a long call about work.
Luo Qiao mulled over it for a while, then took some clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.
After a while, the sound of water could be heard from the bathroom.
Ming Siran lifted his eyes to take a look when he was on the phone, but his peach-like eyes showed no emotion. He then looked away and continued the conversation.
After washing up for half an hour, Luo Qiao changed into her clothes and dried her hair. The hot air from the hairdryer made her even more drowsy. After being in a half-dry state, she couldn't be bothered to continue, so she put the hairdryer back into the drawer and left.
Ming Siran had already finished his call and was sitting on the sofa with the lights off. The light shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and his figure was immersed in the shadows, making his outline even more prominent.
Luo Qiao mumbled to herself about why he didn't turn on the lights. She casually switched on a small light beside her. It wasn't very bright. She looked up at him and was surprised to find that Ming Siran was smoking.
The man was lying on the sofa, looking a little lazy. There was a cigarette between his fair fingers, and the lingering smoke blurred his expression.
Luo Qiao walked over in her soft slippers and removed the cigarette from between his fingers. Her warm, white fingers brushed against his, but she remained motionless and allowed him to do as he pleased, her eyes slightly deep.
"When did you learn this?" Luo Qiao glanced at him and frowned. They had grown up together and started dating after that. She knew that Ming Siran had never touched these things.
Ming Siran leaned back and did not say a word. He looked at her lazily.
The room was very quiet, and he did not say a word.
His eyes were very sexy.
Luo Qiao stretched out her hand and passed the cigarette to him with a straight face. do you still want to smoke? "
Ming Siran stared at her for a few seconds, then leaned over without a word, as if he wanted to bite her.
Luo Qiao let out a soft hiss and reached out with her other hand to pinch his face, stopping him. "You really dare to suck!"
He was rebelling.
Ming Siran did not resist her pinch. He chuckled softly when he heard her, his sexy laughter spilling out of his throat and stirring up her nerves. He was in a lazy state at the moment, and he looked at her with his peach-shaped eyes."She's not even my wife, yet she still wants to control me."
Luo Qiao snuffed out the cigarette and glanced at him. "What? I can't control you just because you're your girlfriend?"
Ming Siran crossed his long legs and did not say a word.
From his eyes to his hands casually placed on the sofa, desire was written all over the man's body.
The quieter the room was, the more Luo Qiao felt that he was tormenting her.
She looked at him for a moment, then moved closer to him. "Ming Siran, you're a coward."