Chapter 316： The final counterattack 10

"Luo Qiao can leave you easily. I think it's nothing for her to have been with you for so many years. Why do you have to guard such an affectionate woman? Why do you need her?"

The steak-slicing hand was slightly harder, and the more he talked to the back, each syllable of Jiang Qingyu became heavier, and his eyes were full of unwillingness to overflow.

Ming Siran's tone was downplayed, and she shattered all her dissatisfaction caused by jealousy in one sentence: "It's not that anyone is worthy to compare with her."

Not worthy...

Jiang Qingyu gave a sudden movement. She chewed on these two words, her long hair fell, and the knives and forks in her hands were white because of the force.

She slowly raised her eyes, her face was slightly pale: "Not worthy? Is Luo Qiao so good? She loves you with a beautiful body, and I have everything she has, I don't think I have lost to her how much,"

Ming Siran has run out of patience, frowning his beautiful brows, and said blankly: "You only have this nonsense?"

All her heart-wrenching confessions were nonsense to him, but he was obviously patient and gentle with Luo Qiao.

Jiang Qingyu was holding the knife and fork tightly, her palms were sore, she bit her lips tightly, looked at him for a while, and then slowly let go of her hand, her lips raised a very faint smile, and looked away Said: "Well, I won't say this, don't you want to know what happened to Luo Qiao back then..."

She lifted her chin: "Sit down first." Looking at the man's eyes, she said: "I won't say a word until this meal is finished."

Ming Siran looked at her coldly.

Jiang Qingyu curled his lips and said, "Or you choose to investigate by yourself, but that will waste a long time, and... I don't think someone will give you that time for you to investigate slowly."

Someone...

Hearing the meaning of her words, Ming Siran's eyes moved lightly, he squinted his eyes, and after a while, he unhurriedly pulled the chair and sat down.

The romantic candlelight set off a man's face more and more enchanting and extravagant, and all his wanton charms were heart-pounding. Jiang Qingyu took a deep look at him, and his heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction.

She reached for the red wine and opened it, poured two glasses of red wine, one for herself, and one for Ming Siran.

"I think this wine tastes good, but I don't know if you like it or not." Seeing Ming Siran sitting there coldly without touching it, she curled her lips and took a sip, and said softly: " Some things are easier to tell when drinking alcohol. Drinking more will tell you unexpected information after a while. Are you sure you don't drink with me?"

Ming Siran's eyebrows and eye corners were indifferent, and this kind of innocent woman in front of him felt dirty at a glance.

Jiang Qingyu watched his expression and noticed what he was thinking. She slowly tightened the red wine glass in her hand, with a gloomy chill in her eyes: "The day they were insulted, I called you. But you are not connected."

She still remembers how panic and helpless she was that day, but the cold busy tone was always waiting for her at the other end of the phone, but if he listened to her more, everything would be different, and she would not be reduced to those people. plaything.

Raising his head and drank the red wine in one sip, Jiang Qingyu put the red wine glass back on the table, glanced at him, and suddenly smiled with his lips: "You can't look down on me, but you and Luo Qiao can never be together. It's impossible."