Dear President, take it easy

Hearing the voice, Zhou Chuyu didn't look up.

He just sighed and continued to concentrate on flipping through the magazine in his hand.

She still looked calm and composed.

Seeing Zhou Chuyu, Ou Xiangbei trembled guiltyly, and then carefully checked his clothes again.

After making sure that there were no woman's lip marks, he put on his slippers and walked quickly to Zhou Chuyu's side.

He sat down on the sofa with his hands naturally open on the backrest, crossed his legs, glanced at the magazine in Zhou Chuyu's hand, then fixed his gaze on her gentle side face, and said, "Honey, break the financial magazine." What is there to see, and you still look at it so seriously, why do I get a headache when I look at this."

The familiar and strong smell of perfume wafted from his body...

This is Chen Yi's taste.

She closed the magazine calmly and turned to look at him: "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Then, she closed the magazine and got up, passed him, and walked upstairs quickly.

A pair of eyes gradually darkened where his eyes couldn't reach.

This time, she chose to play dumb.

She really didn't know why she sat in the living room and waited so late.

Why do you have to confirm it yourself again when you already know it...

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The next day.

"President, everything is ready. You and Ms. Qiao can leave at any time." In the ward, Liang Bo, dressed in a white cashmere sweater and black casual trousers, sat on the sofa beside the bed, silently listening to the call from the secretary Mandy on the phone. sound.

"Okay, I know." After taking a glance at Qiao Weiwei who was leaning on the hospital bed, pretending to be asleep, he hung up the phone directly.

The deep Sichuan character between her eyebrows once again cast a layer of gray on his heart.

Ever since she found out about her situation, the space between her brows has never been relaxed.

He never saw her smile again.

"Everything is ready, let's go, let's go to America."

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly to the sofa by the wall, bent down to pick up his dark blue woolen coat, and put it on.

Then he picked up her white down jacket, returned to her side again, and put it on her unskillfully.

Before her, he had never served a woman like this.

Even Mu Fan, he had never treated her like this.

She slowly opened her heavy eyes, letting him play with her like a puppet.

After getting dressed, he bent down and Gu Qiao hugged her horizontally.

But she pushed him away coldly and said, "Go to America?"

"Well...go to America." He bent down again, stretched out his hand, touched her slightly cool face, and said.

"Unless you bring Sun Xiaoran's head to me, otherwise, I won't go with you." After finishing speaking, she stubbornly turned her face away, her eyes became more and more empty.

"Don't make trouble, I said, I can promise you anything except this." He moved his lips helplessly again, and said.

"Since you can't do it, then get out." Tears slipped quietly where he couldn't reach his eyes.

A pair of icy eyes, because of her words, shone with a layer of fire.

In my heart, there are little sparks wandering.

"Let me tell you! Don't make trouble for me anymore. Today, you have to go if you go, or go if you don't!" After saying that, he bent down, and Gu Qiao forcibly hugged her horizontally.

She struggled, and raised her hand to "snap!" The fiery slap landed on his exquisitely lined right cheek mercilessly.

He felt the pain, let go of her, covered his face that was hurt by her, and gently licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

A bloody smell spread in the mouth.

This slap completely enraged him.

He snorted coldly, squinted his icy eyes, and the aura around him became cold again.

"Who gave you the courage to be so arrogant in front of me again and again! Let me tell you, this is an order, and you have no right to disobey it! Don't be arrogant!"

As soon as the words fell, a fiery hand pinched her chin directly, and Leng Mei spoke.

At this moment, he regained his coldness, like Satan.

A pair of eyes, extremely scarlet, makes people daunting.

She snorted coldly, silently stretched her left hand to the bedside table, and picked up a sharp fruit knife.

The tip of the knife pointed at his smooth and tender neck with lightning speed, and said: "If you force me again, I will die for you."

"Dead? You belong to me! If I don't nod my head, you don't even have the right to die!" A big hand with well-defined bones pinched her left wrist tightly, declaring domineeringly.

The strength in his hands is still increasing, as if he wants to crush the slender bones directly.

She was in pain, groaning, and her hand holding the knife became weak for a while.

Suddenly, the fruit knife fell into his hand.

He snorted again, staring at her with oppressive eyes, and with a wave of his long arm, the fruit knife in his hand was thrown far away.

Looking at the fruit knife that was shining with cold light not far away, she stopped resisting and let him pinch her wrist and chin, and said with a wry smile: "What's the point of bullying me, a useless person!"

Hot tears fell on the back of his hand, but they scalded his heart mercilessly.

He frowned, let go of her coldly, gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and slapped her heavily on the face.

The bright red liquid flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She covered her face that was hurt by him, and looked at him with tears in her eyes...

"The treatment hasn't started yet, so don't jump to conclusions! Cheer up! Don't you want Sun Xiaoran's life? What you want to do, you can do it yourself when you recover!"

Seeing the red face from his own beating, his heart ached.

She stopped talking, swallowed her saliva, and stared at him weakly with tears in her red eyes.

Seeing that she had calmed down, he stretched out his hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows, then bent down, put her clothes on again, bent down, picked her up horizontally, and walked out of the ward.

Knowing that it was meaningless to resist, she stopped resisting and let him hug her.

Hands naturally hooked around his neck.

His hot face was pressed against the dark blue coat on his body, and his fists were clenched tightly.

He was right, she had to pull herself together.

One day when she stands up again, she will kill Sun Xiaoran with her own hands!

Downstairs in the hall, the two of them just ran into Ning Meng who hurried over, and she was dragging a heavy suitcase in her hand.

Seeing Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei, they immediately stepped forward and said, "Master Bo, Sister Weiwei, I will go back with you."

"Where's the school?" Liang Bao asked, staring at her.

"I've asked for a leave of absence. I'll just ask my brother to take a leave of absence from school when I go back." Ning Meng said.

"Well, then you can go with us." Liang Bo looked at Ning Meng and said.

After going to the United States, there is a person like Ning Meng who knows the cold and hot to take care of this woman. Naturally, it would be great to enlighten this woman.

"okay……"