How can a man tolerate his girlfriend being occupied by other men?

And when he talked about Han Yurou, there was no fluctuation in Qiao Sinian's eyes.

There are only two reasons: one is that Qiao Sinian hides too deeply, and the other is that Qiao Sinian has no feelings for Han Yurou.

I'm afraid the answer is the latter.

"Rong Jincheng, it's not a whim to choose to deal with the Han family as soon as he returns to China." Qiao Sinian looked at his eyes, and his deep facial features were hidden in the dim light.

Qiao Sinian stared at Rong Jincheng with sharp eyes, not relaxing for a moment.

Rong Jincheng's eyes sank for a moment, and there was a rare restraint in his eyes.

But after a moment, he sneered: "Where did Mr. Qiao listen to some ups and downs? It turns out that Mr. Qiao is still such a gossiping person and loves to inquire about other people's private affairs. I am different. I have never liked to interfere with other people's private lives."

As he said that, Rong Jincheng took a deep breath of cigarette.

"Mr. Rong is too proud of himself, I really have no interest in you. However, when I return to China, I will use money as bait and use human life as a means to destroy the Han family. This is not something that ordinary people can do..."

Speaking of the back, Qiao Sinian's voice lowered, but his eyes were locked on Rong Jincheng's face.

The fair boy had a little more sinister look in his eyes.

Finally moved.

But Rong Jincheng just took a few puffs of cigarettes and said indifferently: "Master Qiao should not care about others, please care about Qiao."

"Aren't you doing to Qiao? Isn't that all? I came here today because I thought it very clearly. It is natural to make a living by using Qiao to exchange for my ten years." Qiao Sinian said calmly and calmly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary contract.

"If I were Mr. Qiao, I would think it would be more cost-effective." Rong Jincheng said, "But Mr. Qiao, don't blame me. I have no interest in the Qiao family. But if I found such an interesting thing in the Han family, it would be better to just hold a sheep and take Qiao into my pocket."

"Aren't you afraid of holding on?" Qiao Sinian's face was as cold as frost, and there was a bottomless depression in her eyes.

"The timids starve to death, and those who are brave to death will rather die than starve to death." Rong Jincheng narrowed his eyes and took a breath of cigarette.

Smoke lingered on his face, and Rong Jincheng's white face had a little more cold and bleak lines, and the smile on his lips was somewhat far-fetched.

Two different men sat face to face, and the private room had a different atmosphere.

Tension, silence, deep.

Qiao Sinian drank wine, her face remained unchanged, like cold water, calm.

There was a frozen smile on the corner of Rong Jincheng's mouth.

After a while, Qiao Sinian did not speak, and Rong Jincheng did not speak either.

The atmosphere was more or less stalemate.

The private room was quiet enough to hear the slightest sound of the aromatherapy machine operating.

"How capable do you have to operate the Qiao family? Huh?" Qiao Sinian spoke.

"How much ability? Of course it is very capable."

Qiao Sinian sneered: "It's so good to be young, I don't know how high the sky is, how thick the earth is. When I was at your age, you were still in elementary school, so now I'm talking to me about the conditions."

He was not so arrogant when he was Rong Jincheng's age.

I vaguely remember that when major enterprises in the capital attacked him, the Qiao elder bullied him at the age. He handed over the Qiao shares, otherwise he would destroy the Qiao family.
Chapter completed!