Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Accompanied by the sharp shouts of the bodyguards, the scalp tingling guns rang suddenly, and the lobby door where the wedding was held was kicked open from the outside.

The large tracts of light outside poured in at this moment, and the man walked in from the outside on the ground covered with broken sun, such a long and noble figure, it was greeted by everyone present.

He was carrying the light, and for a while it was a bit blind to his face.

Until a sultry chuckle sounded, that kind of lazy, stubborn syllables jumped into the ears: "It seems that my brother's feeling is not wrong, my ex-girlfriend is really here..."

Luo Qiao turned her head suddenly.

Realizing who he was, all of Shen Jikong's men who were present reacted extremely quickly to stand up, and directly aimed their guns at this uninvited guest!

The atmosphere tightened to the extreme in an instant.

The man walked in with his long legs, the light faded away, and his face became clearer.

The impeccable enchanting face and the peach eyes with black hair are especially beautiful. At this moment, his eyes are fixedly looking at the woman standing on the stage in the snow-white wedding dress, and the eyes are almost full of ink.

Ming Siran.

Luo Qiao stared at him, and her heart was suddenly beating violently, almost shaking her heart.

Ming Siran has not looked at anyone since he entered into the present, and his eyes fixedly fixed on Luo Qiao, ignoring the countless gunpoints aimed at him, he walked straight towards the woman.

In the next second, Luo Qiao tightened her lips. Before Shen Jikong could react, she ran over to the man with the wedding dress.

The woman slammed into his arms at once, with warmth and fragrance, soothing all his fears and worries for so many days.

Ming Siran was hit by her and took a step back. Then he stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly, his voice was gentle and gentle: "Don't be afraid, Brother Siran is here."

The nose is filled with the familiar and clear taste of a man, and along with the gentle voice, it calms and stabilizes the restless heart.

Luo Qiao's fingers were slightly tight, and she wrapped Ming Siran's waist and nodded gently.

Shen Jikong watched this scene, his eyes sank a little bit, like a whirlpool surging, gradually rolling out a strong and deep cruel emotion.

He stared at them for seven or eight seconds before speaking slowly:

"Pretty." Shen Jikong's voice seemed to suppress the wind and rain, and he still maintained the final calm at this moment, he said: "Come here."

Luo Qiao buried her head in Ming Siran's chest and did not move.

Shen Jikong looked at her, his face tense, and the dark under his eyes suddenly became deeper.

Ming Siran's hand was around Luo Qiao's waist. At this moment, he raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Jikong, his eyes were deep and dangerous: "So this is the fiancée Mr. Shen said."

Shen Jikong raised his eyelids and looked at Ming Siran with a cold expression.

He didn't expect that he would go back and forth after seeing so much evidence.

He stared at him coldly, with a gentle and cruel tone: "Since you are back, it's okay, then don't leave."

At the moment when this sentence fell, he directly took out his pistol and pointed it at Ming Siran. The next second, his index finger buckled and shot Ming Siran directly!

The speed of the whole set of movements is almost unresponsive.

Ming Siran hugged Luo Qiao neatly and avoided, and the men behind him immediately rushed forward to surround the two of them.

"President Shen, Miss Luo Qiao is a person and not an object. You kidnapped her and forced her to marry you, don't you think it's too much?"