Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

"Qiao Jiang, can you let me save snacks? Now, you are the only child of the Qiao family. If you don't inherit the company, who will inherit it?"

"Who loves to inherit, who inherits."

She has never been interested in those and will not do them.

She just wants to find the truth for the dead and give them peace of mind. She is not addicted to the intrigues in the mall.

Looking at her determined appearance, Qiao Huan shook his head and sighed, "think about it. Don't rush to reply to me. Do you want to sit in a huge Qiao group or be a forensic doctor dealing with the dead with a meager salary all your life?"

With that, he got up and left the cafe.

Qiao Jiang snorted coldly, "what's wrong with dealing with the dead? I only remember the dead face!"

Looking at the time, she didn't stop much. She took her bag and walked towards the door.

When passing a table, she stumbled over someone's coffee.

She turned and her pupils narrowed slightly.

The coffee fell on the man's... Crotch with the cup.

The man was dressed in a suit and shoes and had a dignified appearance. Even if the coffee fell on his crotch, he didn't mean to pick it up.

He looked at the front with cold eyes. He didn't even give him a residual light. It was obvious that he was high above and overlooking all sentient beings.

Qiao Jiang trembled slightly.

The man's eyes are like cheetahs in the field, full of unknown danger and aggression.

After a long time, Qiao Jiang came back to his senses.

She quickly picked up the cup on his crotch. "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The man's face was expressionless. He didn't scold, look at her, or smile.

There was an air of killing.

"Well, how much are your pants? I'll compensate you."

"Ah!" as soon as Qiao Jiang's voice fell, he snorted a syllable sarcastically.

Qiao Jiang stood at the table. She looked down at the man. He didn't know why. He thought the man looked familiar.

He didn't speak any more, except for his cold eyes.

Seeing this, the man opposite him whispered, "don't hurry to buy clean pants and underwear."

Qiao Jiang's eyes flashed a touch of surprise: "underwear?"

"Of course, don't you see that Sir's underwear is wet?"

Qiao Jiang: "

She'd better be able to see.

"Wait a minute." even reluctantly, she was wrong first. She had to go out of the cafe and go to the mall.

After she left, the man frowned a little, and his low voice vomited out a sentence: "a woman with irritable hair."

"Hehe, sir, don't quarrel with her. Women now have this cultivation."

He didn't speak any more. He just sat quietly, elegant as a picture.

After some time, Qiao Jiang came back panting with his pants.

She handed the bag to the man. "Here you are."

The man frowned slightly, and a touch of disgust seemed to pass between his eyebrows.

Then, Qiao Jiang saw the man opposite take out disinfectant and disinfect the bag carefully, especially where she took it.

Everything was handed to the man last night.

"...." Qiao Jiang looked at the scene quietly, and his heart almost collapsed.

Today, she finally saw a man more hairy than Gu Liancheng.

What's all this!

When she thought about it, the man had taken out his pants and underwear.