Dear President, take it easy

There was a glint of ruthlessness in Chen Bihua's eyes.

She gritted her teeth hard, and hit the back of Qiao Weiwei's head with the crystal ashtray in her hand.

The ashtray was intact, but Qiao Weiwei felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

Although there was no bleeding, a large lump suddenly swelled up.

A strong sense of dizziness in front of her eyes made Qiao Weiwei subconsciously let go of Qiao Moli, and her whole body collapsed directly on the blood-stained carpet.

The hand felt weak for a while, and the fruit knife slipped down...

She stretched out her hand, touched the back of her head that was in severe pain, raised her head, and looked at Chen Bihua's face of shock, fear and hatred above her head, her eyes went dark, and she completely lost consciousness...

"Ah!" The nanny's scream intensified the tension in the living room.

"What's your name? Hurry up and call me for an ambulance!" Chen Bihua said to the nanny who was standing at the door of the kitchen with eyes filled with fear.Then, Chen Bihua turned her head again, and looked at Qiao Moli, who was trembling on the sofa and still in shock, with a distressed expression...

Chen Bihua stepped forward quickly, nervously helped Qiao Moli who was bleeding continuously, and said, "Molly, let's go, let's go to the hospital..."

After speaking, Chen Bihua took off her coat, covered Qiao Moli's wound, and helped Qiao Moli up.

"Fuck you, Qiao Weiwei!" Qiao Moli kicked Qiao Weiwei's shoulder fiercely, and followed Chen Bihua's footsteps out the door.

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Huasheng Hospital vvip ward.

Opening her eyes again, Qiao Weiwei squinted her eyes uncomfortably under the scorching white light above her head.

In the breath, the strong smell of medicine and the tingling pain in the back of her head made her frown in displeasure.

At 23:00, the huge ward was extremely quiet, so quiet that even the sound of my own breathing and the footsteps of the nurse on duty in the corridor outside could be heard clearly.

Standing up slowly while supporting his heavy and painful head, the image of Chen Bihua slapping her with an ashtray appeared before his eyes again.

Thinking of this, and thinking of everything that Chen Bihua, Qiao Moli and her daughter had done to her, she felt uneasy again.

"Beep beep..." The vibrating sound of the phone disturbed Qiao Weiwei's thoughts.

Qiao Weiwei picked up the phone on the table next to her.

The word "Bo Ye" jumping on the screen made her both surprised and happy, her heart seemed to rise to her throat again.

She sniffed, picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and said, "Bo...Master Bo..."

"...Woman... are you asleep..."

On the other end of the phone, his voice was still weak.

Even so, it still sounds incomparable to her.

For some reason, when she heard his voice again, she was so moved that tears filled her eyes unconsciously.

In my heart, I feel astringent and happy.

"Master Bo...it's great to hear your voice." Qiao Weiwei said with tears in her eyes, her pale lips curled up.

"Would you like to come and accompany me?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." With that said, Qiao Weiwei hung up the phone directly, put on the white slippers on the floor, and left the ward directly with her mobile phone in hand.

"Miss Qiao, you can't just run around now..." Behind her, the nurse on duty shouted to Qiao Weiwei.

Qiao Weiwei ignored it and ran straight into the elevator.

Standing at the entrance of the hospital, Qiao Weiwei anxiously waited for the taxi to arrive.

The cold autumn wind made her tremble slightly, and the loose and thin blue and white hospital gown and pale complexion made her look extremely weak.

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When he opened the door and entered, Liang Bo was half lying on the bed watching TV, with an oxygen tube inserted in his nose, his face was paperless and bloodless.

However, his frail appearance still couldn't hide the innate aura of king in him.

"Woman, why do you look so bad? Why are you wearing a hospital gown? Did my parents beat you?" He looked at her, frowned, looked at her standing at the door, pear blossoms covered with rain, and asked three questions in succession. question.

When the four eyes met, Qiao Weiwei burst into tears again.

She stepped forward quickly, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged him gently, and said, "Master Bo... how scared I was at that time, how afraid that you would die. It's great that you can wake up. Master Bo, I'm sorry"

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly, letting her hug him, and said, "Xiangbei told me, you have nothing to be sorry for."

"Master Bo, from now on I will do whatever you ask me to do. If you let me be a mistress, I will be a mistress. If you ask me to be a mistress, I will be a mistress. I will never disobey you again. Master Bo, I love you until The moment you were dying, I realized how important you are to me." Qiao Weiwei hugged his neck tightly, confiding in him affectionately.

Her tears wet his shoulders and wet his heart.

He happily raised his pale lips and let her hold her.

A sentence I love you is worth a thousand words.

A sentence of "I love you" completely melted the glacier that had accumulated in his heart for many years.

"Woman, you said this, don't go back on it." His voice was a little hoarse, and a pair of dark eyes flashed a hint of surprise.

"What I said... I don't want any principle, any bottom line, I just want you, Mr. Bo." She confessed her thoughts without any concealment.

As expected of Qiao Weiwei who did her own way, even if she confessed her love, she was so forthright without any affectation.

He stretched out one hand and stroked her hair. When his five fingers touched the back of her swollen head, she moaned, "Ah...it hurts..."

"Why is it so swollen? Who made it?" Liang Bo pushed her away, looked at her reddish eyes, and the dark eyes instantly turned cold.

"Today I went back to settle accounts with Qiao Moli, and forced Qiao Moli with a knife. Chen Bihua was afraid that I would really kill her, so she hit me with an ashtray." Qiao Weiwei shrugged, looked at him, and said every word lightly .

"It's them again...Damn it! This mother and daughter are so arrogant. If they don't deal with them properly, they won't know who they have offended!"

His women dare to touch them, they are looking for death!

"Whether it's Chen Bihua or Qiao Moli, I can handle it myself, without you... Besides, we can't go too far, otherwise, we will feel sorry for Qiao Zhihai." She understood that if Liang Bo made a move, Chen Bihua would be fine too. No matter whether it's Qiao Moli, it's going to be bad luck...

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you?" He asked with his long and slender fingers, carefully tracing the outline of her delicate jaw.

"I'm sleepy, can I sleep on half of your bed?" She brought up the topic, yawned, looked at him, and asked.