Dear President, take it easy

"No need, the more good things are left behind, the more nostalgia will be in each other's hearts. Besides, he is still waiting..." Zhou Chuyu said, looking at Su Qingcheng who was leaning on the car at the end of the stairs.

Ou Xiangbei frowned and looked at Su Qingcheng who was looking at the two of them not far away, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

"I'll call my parents at night and ask them when they have time to go back to China. When the two families get together, we will announce the divorce." After she finished speaking, she wiped her tears and walked quickly. stairs……

"Zhou Chuyu, even if we get divorced, I will not give up on you! I will definitely chase you back!" Ou Xiangbei looked at her back and shouted.

Zhou Chuyu didn't look back, and her steps down the stairs became more and more hurried.

Ou Xiangbei stood where he was, and he didn't recover until Su Qingcheng's car left.

After stuffing the divorce certificate in his pocket, he sat on the steps, carefully flipping through the recipes she wrote for him.

That graceful handwriting aggravated the guilt and reluctance in his heart.

He didn't know how to cherish such a good woman, damn him!

After a long time, he took out his cell phone and dialed Liang Bo's number: "<Mystery> go to the bar for a drink."

After finishing speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, got up, and went down the stairs step by step...

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<Mystery> Bar private room.

Sad music was quietly flowing in the resplendent private room, just like Ou Xiangbei's mood at the moment.

On the big fiery red sofa, Ou Xiangbei glanced at Liang Bo beside him, put the divorce certificate in his pocket on the coffee table, and said, "Today, our marriage has come to an end."

"You deserve it! This is good, it should let you taste the feeling of being emotionally abused, so that you don't always play around with the world." Liang Bo picked up the divorce certificate, looked at it casually, and then threw it aside, saying.

Ou Xiangbei smiled wryly, picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, then turned to look at him and said, "I also feel that I have to blame myself for getting to where I am today."

"What are your plans for the future?" Liang Bo raised his eyebrows, leaned back elegantly, crossed his slender legs, lit a cigarette, held it between his fingertips, and did not smoke.

"I must work hard to get her back again, and I will never just watch her fall into someone else's arms!" Thinking of the scene where she followed Su Qingcheng into the car, his heart felt sour again.

"Come on!" Liang Bo patted his shoulder helplessly, moved his lips, and said.

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At the same time, Su Qingcheng's apartment.

"Sister Chuyu, what are your plans for the future?" On the sofa, Qiao Weiwei held the red divorce certificate in her hand, looked at Zhou Chuyu beside her, and said.

Zhou Chuyu slightly raised one corner of his lips, turned to look at Qiao Weiwei, and said, "Live a good life alone."

"You and Ou Xiangbei..."

"It's impossible for the two of us, but even though we're divorced, we're still friends..."

Before Qiao Weiwei could finish speaking, Zhou Chuyu spoke first.

After Qiao Weiwei stretched out, she took Zhou Chuyu into her arms and said, "I feel very uncomfortable..."

Zhou Chuyu nodded: "Well, it is..."

"You two beauties, wash your hands and eat lunch." Su Qingcheng, who was wearing an apron, walked in front of the two with a smile, and said.

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Qiao Weiwei stayed with Zhou Chuyu at Su Qingcheng's house for an afternoon.

Back to the apartment, it was more than 18:00.

Pushing open the door, the strong smell of food filled the nostrils.

Putting on her slippers, she walked to the living room, looked at the slightly drunk Liang Bo on the sofa, and said, "When did you come, why didn't you call me?"

"Ning Meng said that you were with Chu Yu, so I didn't call you..." He stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and said.

"Ouch...voo..." As soon as she sat on his lap, her stomach began to churn again...

"what happened to you?"

"Master Bo..." Qiao Weiwei stretched out her hand, stroking her swollen stomach tenderly, with a serious face.

"Huh?" He raised an eyebrow.

Qiao Weiwei slowly took out a test sheet from her pocket, and put it in her cool palm.

Liang Bo glanced at her, then opened the test sheet curiously.

On the test sheet, the words "positive pregnancy test" clearly reflected in his eyes.

His dark eyes were quietly filled with a layer of joy.

"I wanted to tell you immediately when I got the result this morning, but Su Qingcheng called me and told me to go to his house to accompany Sister Chu Yu, so I delayed the matter." Qiao Weiwei stretched out her hand, Hooking his neck affectionately, said.

He held the hand of the test sheet, trembling with excitement.

The next second, he immediately stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, and said, "Woman, do you know that you gave me a big surprise."

"Isn't it frightening?"

"No, it's a surprise... From today on, let the secretary handle Qiao's affairs. As long as you stay at home and raise your baby, don't think about anything. Huh?" He hugged her tightly, his hands trembling .

The surprise in my heart is beyond words.

"It's just that you're pregnant. There's no need to be so nervous. You have to go to the company." She pushed him away and looked at his face full of joy.

"What, pregnant? Sister Weiwei, are you pregnant?" Ning Meng, who had just come out of the kitchen, immediately stepped forward and said excitedly.

"Well, yes." Qiao Weiwei turned her head, looked at Ning Meng, and said.

"Great! Soon after, a baby will be born in this family~ I really like babies." Ning Meng clenched her hands excitedly...

"Ning Meng, I'm hungry, is the meal ready?" Qiao Weiwei rubbed her belly and asked.

"Okay, okay, it's all what you and Master Bo like to eat." Ning Meng said again.

"Then eat first, I'm starving to death." Qiao Weiwei immediately got up and walked into the restaurant quickly.

"Slow down, don't fall." Liang Bo looked at her back, told her dotingly, then got up quickly, and strode into the restaurant.

Ning Meng followed closely, also entered the restaurant, and sat opposite the two of them.

Qiao Weiwei, who was already hungry, lowered her head, smelled the delicious food on the table, quickly picked up a piece of chicken wing with chopsticks, took a bite, and said, "This chicken wing is good, I like it..."

Seeing this, Liang Bo immediately picked up another piece of chicken wing, put it on a small plate in front of her, and said, "Ning Meng, go buy a box of chicken wings tomorrow..."

Qiao Weiwei's face was full of black lines. After finishing a piece of chicken wing, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, turned her head to look at his Qingcheng profile, and said, "Master Bo, are you feeding pigs?"

"Well, I don't mind feeding you into a piglet, it's so comfortable to hold you chubby." Leng Bo looked at her dotingly, picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them in her mouth, said.

After dinner, Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo entered the room one after the other.

After taking a bath, the two went to bed together and lay down.

Qiao Weiwei tucked in the quilt, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said, "It's 10 o'clock, and you're not going back to Dream Garden?"