Dear President, take it easy

Their eyes met, Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei had different expressions, but they both had the same astonishment in their eyes.

Sun Xiaoran turned her head and followed her cold eyes. When she saw Qiao Weiwei, her face darkened for a moment, and then she returned to smiling and nodded towards her.

Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu followed Qiao Weiwei's gaze, and also stopped in their tracks...

Zhou Chuyu said: "Why don't we change restaurants..."

"What are you changing, here it is... It seems that we are stingy if we really change it." Qiao Weiwei moved her gaze away from Liangbo, glanced at Zhou Chuyu, and quickly searched for the empty seats...

Unfortunately, except for the seat opposite Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran, all the seats were occupied...

She hooked her lips noblely, walked straight to the empty seat, and sat down with her back facing Liang Bo...

Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu looked at each other, shrugged, walked to Qiao Weiwei and sat down...

"What a coincidence... the meal will be in your name." Ou Xiangbei said, leaning lazily on the chair with his legs crossed, his chin raised in the cool direction.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, Mr. Bo, to accompany Xiaoran out for dinner so leisurely." Zhou Chuyu stretched out his hand, took the red handkerchief in his hand, smiled gracefully towards Liangbo, and his eyes fell on Sun Xiaoran's slender face. When looking back, he frowned...

Liangbo got up, strode over to Qiao Weiwei and sat down, looked at Ou Xiangbei Zhou Chuyu and said, "Since it's such a coincidence, let's go together." After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Qiao Weiwei's hand wrapped in gauze ...

"What's the matter with you?" He held her wrist and asked, looking at her wound.

"Do you mind if I sit down?" Sun Xiaoran walked to Liang Bo and sat down directly, and asked.

"Do you mind if you don't sit down?" Zhou Chuyu said calmly, maintaining her usual elegant smile, hitting the nail on the head.

For Sun Xiaoran, Zhou Chuyu is very disgusted. He followed Ou Xiangbei before, and now he destroys Weiwei and Master Bo...

Sun Xiaoran could feel Zhou Chuyu's strong DI towards him, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he glanced at Liang Bo beside him vaguely, and said, "No, if you mind, I'll sit down too, because I'm a man Here..." The tone was coquettish.

Ou Xiangbei watched from the side, with black lines on his face...

Qiao Weiwei coldly pushed aside Liang Bo's hand on her wrist, snapped her fingers at the waiter, and said, "Waiter, order."

Soon, the waiter came up with the menu.

Qiao Weiwei didn't even look at it, and said: "Well, put all the best wines here, and open three bottles of the best wine..."

"Yes, okay." The waiter looked at Qiao Weiwei, closed/closed/the recipe in his hand, turned and walked away quickly, thinking to himself, this is a real rich man.

"Since Mr. Bo pays the bill, why don't we just have a good meal..." Qiao Weiwei said calmly, then picked up the handkerchief at hand and played with it casually.

"Are you done ordering that much food? Isn't it a bit extravagant?" Sun Xiaoran said delicately, with a non-aggressive smile on her lips.

"Even if you can't eat it all, you can watch it all. In our world, there is only talk about being happy, but there is no talk about luxury." Qiao Weiwei gave Sun Xiaoran a cold look, noble and glamorous, full of arrogance.

In one sentence, the gap between Sun Xiaoran and the group of them was clearly pointed out...

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