Dear President, take it easy

It's rare to see her take the initiative like this.

He responded domineeringly to her kiss.

The sweet taste made him unable to give up.

Before suffocating, she left his lips reluctantly, but still hooked his neck with her hands, looked at him and said, "Thank you, Master Bo."

"Fool... thank you, by the way, tomorrow I will arrange a private jet for you to go to the United States. At that time, I will ask Ning Motong to arrange someone to take care of you. You go to the United States to avoid the limelight. The company will ask your secretary Lin Fang to keep an eye on you." It's fine." He stretched out his hand, his warm fingertips traced the slightly swollen lips from his kiss, and said.

"What about Miss Chu Yu's wedding? I don't want to go to the United States. We have such a good relationship. How can I be absent when she gets married?" She frowned and said.

"At that time, I will e-mail you the video of the wedding. You are obedient and go out to avoid the limelight. This matter is settled like this. You have no right to refuse." His eyes were as firm as his tone.

"But……"

"Don't worry, Chu Yu will understand. That's it. It just so happens that too many things have happened recently, so you go to stay for a month to relax."

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Zhou Chuyu's wedding was held in the largest church in V City.

The whole church was decorated in a snow-white.

Eyes scatter in through the delicate rose glass, shining on people's cheeks filled with happy smiles.

On the white carpet, a few bright red rose petals are like red plums in the snow, very eye-catching.

Ou Xiangbei, dressed in white, stood lazily in front of the altar, looking at Liang Bo, Liang Yi, Qian Fang, his parents, and mother-in-law who were sitting in the front row with smirks.

The cool man in black tuxedo looked at his complacent look with cold eyes, but didn't return the same smile.

He sat quietly on the snow-white seat, his cold aura naturally distanced him from the people around him.

Behind Liang Bo, Su Qingcheng in a light gray suit looked at Ou Xiangbei expressionlessly. Seeing Ou Xiangbei smiling so happily, he felt jealous unconsciously in his heart. How he wished that the person standing there at this moment was he……

The milky white carved gate slowly approached, and a ray of bright sunlight shone into the house, causing Ou Xiangbei to squint his eyes unconsciously.

Zhou Chuyu, who wore a white tube top and slim long wedding dress with light makeup, appeared in front of everyone holding his father Zhou Hui's arm.

Immediately, the sacred choir hummed a beautiful wedding march.

Zhou Hui patted Zhou Chuyu's hand wearing white lace gloves, and smiled slightly, but tears welled up in his eyes.

Under everyone's attention, Zhou Hui walked towards Ou Xiangbei step by step on the snow-white carpet with his daughter on his arm.

Zhou Chuyu smiled slightly, and followed his father's footsteps, walking step by step.

Looking at Ou Xiangbei not far away, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world today.

When he walked up to Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Hui had tears in his eyes, put his daughter's hand in Ou Xiangbei's palm, and said, "Xiang Bei, my only daughter will be handed over to you, I hope you can take good care of her. "

"I will definitely." Ou Xiangbei smiled slightly, looked at Zhou Chuyu, then at Zhou Hui, and said.

Zhou Hui didn't speak any more, wiped away his tears, quietly stepped aside, walked to his wife Zhao Bing and sat down.

Zhou Chuyu and Ou Xiangbei turned around, holding hands and looking at the well-dressed pastor in front of them.

"Mr. Ou Xiangbei, are you willing to marry this woman? Whether you are poor, rich, healthy or sick, you will love her and take care of her forever..."

"I would like to..."

"Miss Zhou Chuyu, are you willing to marry this man? Regardless of poverty, wealth, health, or disease, you will love him and protect him forever..."

"I'm willing..." When I said yes, tears filled Zhou Chuyu's eyes instantly.

She has waited for such a scene for too long, too long...

"God has witnessed your wedding, please exchange tokens of love..."

Zhou Chuyu and Ou Xiangbei turned around at the same time, and put two exquisite wedding rings on each other's hands.

Zhou Chuyu looked at the exquisite pink diamond ring in his hand, stood on tiptoes, hooked Ou Xiangbei's neck, affectionately: "Xiang Bei, you know, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time... I thought this scene could only Appeared in a dream..."

"Silly girl..." Ou Xiangbei held her face in his hands, and slowly pressed his lips against hers...

Amid the applause and cheers, the two of them kissed heartily.

Seeing the two people kissing passionately, Su Qingcheng's heart felt as if it was scratched hard by something, and it hurt a lot.

The woman he loved became the playboy's wife just like that...

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New York, USA.

The sun shines through the gaps in the curtains into the large European-style retro palace-style bedroom.

On the big maroon bed, Qiao Weiwei yawned and stretched vigorously, but she didn't open her eyes.

After lying on the bed for a long time, she lifted off the light maroon gold silk embroidered quilt, got out of bed, rubbed her messy hair, stepped on the maroon gold silk embroidered carpet, and walked quickly to the desktop computer, sat down.

After turning on the phone, she quickly opened her mailbox, and saw the emails from Liangbo, Liangyi, and Zhou Chuyu in the mailbox, and a gleam of joy flashed in her eyes.

The content of the three people's emails are all the same, and they are all wedding videos.

Qiao Weiwei clicked on the video, seeing the happy scenes in the video, her heart felt warm.

She opened the keyboard, her fingertips were flying on the keyboard, and wrote: "Sister Chuyu, I am so happy to see you happy, I am so sorry that I couldn't witness your happiness with my own eyes..."

After finishing writing, she clicked send directly.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the door at this moment, interrupting Qiao Weiwei's thoughts. She walked quickly to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door were Ning Motong and a little girl who looked very similar to Ning Motong but looked very weak.

Seeing Qiao Weiwei, Ning Motong and the little girl beside him nodded respectfully to Qiao Weiwei, then, Ning Motong took the hand of the girl beside him, looked at Qiao Weiwei and said, "Miss Qiao, this is my sister, Her name is Ning Meng, how about letting her take care of you while you are in New York?"

"Ms. Qiao, hello, I'm Ning Meng, this year I..." Ning Meng stroked her long soft brown hair, looked at Qiao Weiwei with a shy smile, and whispered.