Dear President, take it easy

dream garden.

In the large baroque bedroom, Sun Xiaoran was lying on his back on the big snow-white bed with a fever, his eyes were slightly closed, unable to breathe, as weak as a reed in the wind.

A slightly cool hand touched the gauze on the right face lightly.

Under the gauze, the bursts of tingling pain made her overwhelmed with grief.

Thinking of the scene where Liang Bo ruthlessly threw her into the water, thinking of the scene where Liang Bo pressed the hot cigarette butt into her flesh, hatred once again stirred up a stormy wave in his heart.

Until now, she still clearly remembers the smell of the flesh being scalded by cigarette butts.

Qiao Weiwei, it's all her!

If Qiao Weiwei didn't exist in this world, then she would definitely not be in such pain as she is now!

"Crack..." The door slowly opened.

Sun Xiaoran shook his painful head, turned his head, and looked at Qiao Weiwei at the door vigilantly.

In front of her eyes, she felt dizzy for a while, and she wanted to get up, but she had no strength at all.

"Boom~!" The piercing sound of the door brought the temperature in the room down to freezing point in an instant.

Qiao Weiwei raised her chin slightly, and walked towards Sun Xiaoran step by step.

At this moment, Qiao Weiwei looked like Yan Luo, who came from hell to kill her, with a creepy gloom all over her body.

The murderous aura rushing towards her face scared Sun Xiaoran out of her wits. She exhausted all her strength and screamed outside the door: "Come...!"

In the next second, the two cool lips were tightly blocked by Qiao Weiwei...

Sun Xiaoran struggled helplessly.

Qiao Weiwei curled her lips calmly, quickly took out the syringe in her pocket, and inserted the needle into Sun Xiaoran's wrist...

The cold liquid penetrated into the blood vessels little by little, and Sun Xiaoran's struggle became more and more weak, and finally, he completely languished.

At this moment, Sun Xiaoran, although his mind is clear, his body is so limp that he can't even move.

Eyes full of fear locked tightly on Qiao Weiwei, she really wanted to call for help, but she couldn't.

"Help, help..." She murmured weakly, her voice was so small that it was almost negligible.

At this moment, Sun Xiaoran once again fell into deep despair.

"I sent all the servants upstairs, and your mother-in-law just wasn't there. Tell me, who will save you?" Qiao Weiwei sneered, pulled out the needle, threw the syringe aside, and then took it out of her pocket. fruit knife……

Gently tossing the fruit knife upwards, the knife made a perfect backflip in the air before falling back into her hand steadily.

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, holding the handle of the knife tightly with her light white hand...

A cold light cast on Sun Xiaoran's face, Sun Xiaoran kept shaking his head, and murmured in a breathy voice: "Miss Qiao, don't, don't..."

Qiao Weiwei turned a deaf ear to it, and sat gracefully by the bed, gently lifting the gauze on Sun Xiaoran's right face with her slender fingers.

The bright red nails gently scratched the shocking wound.

In an instant, blood surged and blood spread.

"Eh..." Sun Xiaoran moaned weakly, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Sun Xiaoran, how does it feel to be called "every day should not be done?"

"Miss Qiao, I beg you, let me go, I dare not." Sun Xiaoran continued to beg for mercy in a breathless voice.

"Let go of you? Why didn't you let go of my child?" Speaking of the child, Qiao Weiwei's eyes became a little colder, and the breath of death poured down from her body.

The cold point of the knife was aimed at Sun Xiaoran's chest, and the strength in his hand became more and more intense...

The warm red blood spurted out, and the pain made Sun Xiaoran frowned unconsciously.

Feeling that the footsteps of the god of death were getting closer and closer to him, Sun Xiaoran felt more and more fearful and uneasy in his heart.

"Qiao Weiwei, you will regret killing me..."

Qiao Weiwei sneered, and stopped only an inch away from her heart...

Looking at Sun Xiaoran's terrified red eyes with murderous eyes, he gritted his teeth: "Regret? I will regret it if I don't kill you..."

After all, Qiao Weiwei slowly increased the strength in her hands.

"Qiao Weiwei, if I die, you don't even want to live. You have already been hit by my Death Gu. In this world, only I can cure this poison..." Feeling the tip of the knife getting closer and closer to his heart, Sun Xiaoran immediately chose to tell everything...

At the moment, life-saving is the most important thing!

"What are you talking about?" Qiao Weiwei suddenly stopped the movement of her hands, but her five fingers still tightly held the handle of the knife, and she turned her ears sideways, trying to hear her Sun Xiaoran's words more clearly.

"Master Bo married me to change the antidote for you. Remember the pill that Master Bo fed you on the day we got married? That was the antidote. However, to completely kill the Gu worms in your body, it takes a total of Three medicines, to be taken in three years, now, you have only taken one, and there are two more...Killing me is equivalent to killing yourself..." Sun Xiaoran closed his eyes tightly and said powerlessly.

After speaking, Sun Xiaoran passed away completely.

Sun Xiaoran's words were like a handful of scorching sand, scattered on her already battered heart...

The hand holding the handle of the knife became weak little by little, and the murderous eyes gradually lost their focus...

Therefore, Master Bo's marriage to this woman is just a transaction, he is just for the cure, nothing else.

There was a buzzing in my head, mixed feelings in my heart, and mixed feelings.

Qiao Weiwei lost her mind completely, and salty tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her eyes.

"Ah!!! Murder!! Come here, murderer!!!" The sound of pushing the door, mixed with Qianfang's screams pierced the dead silence in the room.

In the next second, Qianfang, who was like an angry lion, stepped forward quickly, and pushed away Qiao Weiwei who was still in a state of trance.

Qiao Weiwei curled up weakly on the ground, and gently covered her throbbing chest with her hands, and bit her lower lip hard with her white teeth.

Dozens of bodyguards filed in.

Seeing the situation in front of them, the bodyguards were completely dumbfounded.

"Hurry up and send me to the hospital!" Qian Fang ordered sharply, looking at the bodyguards.

Looking at Sun Xiaoran who was stabbed with a knife in his chest and bleeding continuously, Qianfang felt her heart was about to break.

A bodyguard quickly stepped forward, carefully picked up Sun Xiaoran horizontally, and ran out...

"Send me this little girl to the police station!" Qian Fang glared, pointed at Qiao Weiwei on the ground with trembling hands and ordered in a cold voice!

The bodyguards looked at each other, looked at the big pool of blood on the bed, then at Qianfang, and finally fixed their eyes on the distraught Qiao Weiwei, but they didn't take the next step...

They knew very well that Qiao Weiwei was Liang Bo's darling. If they really sent her to the police station, Liang Bo would chop them up and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks.

"What are you doing?" Qian Fang roared angrily.

The bodyguards looked stern, with their heads down, hesitating.

There is Mr. Bo on one side and the old lady on the other. They really don't know how to choose.

It seems that no matter which side you choose, you can't escape the word 'death'.

"Why, do you dare not listen to my words?!" Qian Fang scolded again.

Several bodyguards stepped forward hesitantly, pulled Qiao Weiwei up, and said, "Miss Qiao, I really offended you!"

The bodyguard's cold hand completely pulled back Qiao Weiwei's thoughts...

"Go away!" As soon as the words fell, Qiao Weiwei broke free from the restraints of the bodyguards, and rushed out of the bedroom like a frightened deer.

The bodyguards did not stop them.

Because they knew that letting Qiao Weiwei escape was the most correct choice.

In this way, neither of them need to offend.

"You bastards!" Qian Fang casually picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table, and slammed it among the bodyguards!

The bodyguards all lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Immediately afterwards, Qianfang took out her mobile phone, dialed the number in the bodyguard room downstairs, and ordered: "Hey, stop Qiao Weiwei for me! Don't let her leave the gate of Dream Garden!"

After Qiao Weiwei took the elevator downstairs, she quickly walked through the living room and pushed the door out.

Opening the door, she immediately got into the red Maserati and started the car.

Stepping on the accelerator hard, the dazzling red Maserati, like an arrow off the string, gallops out.

The bodyguards at the gate looked at the Maserati rushing forward, but did not stop them, because they didn't want to listen to Qianfang's words...

The car went unimpeded all the way and left the dream garden.

The bodyguards looked at the direction in which Maserati was going away, and looked at each other again.

A bodyguard said: "Is it right for us to do this?"

"Nonsense!" Another bodyguard said immediately.

In the car, Qiao Weiwei held the steering wheel tightly with her blood-stained hands, and stepped on the accelerator pedal harder...

She's going to find Liang Bo, and she's going now!

One hand feebly reached into the pocket of the down jacket, and dialed the cold phone number...

"Master Bo, where are you..."

"Didn't you say you'll never see me again? I'm in Liang's, what's the matter..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Weiwei immediately hung up the phone, put the phone aside, and drove towards Liang's,

Thinking of Sun Xiaoran's words, tears welled up in her eyes again involuntarily.

He has paid so much for her, but, for no apparent reason, she hurt him with words time and time again.

She thought that he would protect her because he cared about Sun Xiaoran...

But she didn't know, nor did she expect that the reason why he chose to protect Sun Xiaoran was entirely for her...

Thinking of the cruel words she had said to him and the cruel things she had done, her heart was about to break.

Twenty minutes later, the Maserati parked steadily downstairs of the Liang Group...

Qiao Weiwei closed the down jacket she was wearing and got out of the car.

Just as he was about to walk into the building, he saw Liangbo dressed in black, walking outside while talking on the phone.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and his figure has obviously lost a lot...

Seeing him, her heart twitched violently again...

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