My Dearest Ex-Girlfriend

The internet exploded in a frenzy.

Although it was 1 am, there were many netizens who were working late. When they came across this entry, they started to comment:

[????]

[What's this? F*** me!!]

[Did Luo Qiao post this? Unbelievable…]

[What's the matter with my Sister Qiao? Midnight madness?]

[If I'm not wrong… this is a stolen shot… it's a little scary.]

The fans of Ke had always perceived Luo Qiao to be an enemy. Now they were finding it even harder to keep their cool. Immediately they started to hurl abuse at Luo Qiao, calling her a cheap hussy, pervert, stalker, and all sorts of nasty names.

However, less than two minutes after the photograph had been posted, it was deleted. This convinced the netizens that she had posted this by mistake. But someone managed to grab a screenshot of this and the news snowballed. The marketing accounts started to circulate this news, expressing their disbelief that this had happened.

Luo Qiao had the habit of silencing her cell phone at night. When Mu Lan couldn't reach her, she started to panic.

On the other hand, Luo Qiao slept soundly through the night and didn't stir until the morning came. She stretched herself lazily. Instead of checking her cell phone immediately, she went to take a shower, then headed downstairs for breakfast.

Ming Siran had just returned from his morning jog. His tall and lanky physique was bathed in the warm glow of the morning sun. His forehead and hair were slightly damp, but his eyes were crystal clear as he caught her making her way down. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly broke into a smile.

A bead of perspiration slid its way seductively down the curve of his neckline. His smile was unimaginably evil. Luo Qiao was quite sure that if she had hair on her back, they'd be all standing erect now.

Avoiding his eyes that were directly on her now, she walked quickly towards the dining room.

The man's eyes followed her casually. Just as she was walking past him, he reached out and caught her wrist. With a slight yank, he pulled her to his side.

Thump. Her heart missed a beat as she looked at him with widened eyes.

He inched towards her slowly, his breath warm against her face. Then he whispered hoarsely into her ears with a seductive drawl, "Good morning…" He paused for a moment and gave a soft laugh before he continued, "My dearest ex-girlfriend."

Luo Qiao: "…"

He released her hand after saying this, and strode off to take a shower upstairs.

She looked at his elegant back as he sauntered away sloppily. The next moment, she reached up to vigorously rub her red hot ear, cursing under her breath, "Scoundrel…"

After his shower, Ming Siran returned and sat opposite her, eating elegantly. Meanwhile, she pointedly ignored him and reached out for her cell phone as she drank a glass of milk.

The moment she had entered her password to unlock her screen, she was stunned. There were dozens of missed calls and text messages from Mu Lan.

At this point, yet another call came in from Mu Lan. Luo Qiao quickly picked up the line. "Hello? What's the matter, darling?"

Ming Siran shot her a look.

Darling?

"Hurry up and get on Weibo," Mu Lan said anxiously. "Qiao Qiao, someone's hijacked your account and posted this rubbish with it."

Posted rubbish? With a frown, Luo Qiao hung up and went to her Weibo login screen. However, she found that she was unable to login.

At this point, Mu Lan sent her a screenshot of the post released by her account during the wee hours. In a glance, Luo Qiao saw Ke Bozhou's photograph.

What the… She furrowed her brow. Very quickly, she calmed down and within a short time understood what had happened. Her gaze turned icy at once.

So the two of them had decided to come looking for trouble.

Luo Qiao pursed her lips as she stared at the login denied screen. Slowly, her gaze shifted to the man sitting opposite her.

"Ming Siran…" she called out.

The man's movements as he was slicing his food came to a gradual pause. He lifted his gaze and threw her a casual glance. "Uh huh?"

"…I recall that you used to be a hacker?"

A faint smile slowly lit his handsome face as he drawled, "So what if I was?"