Dear President, take it easy

Pressing answer, Qiao Weiwei brought the phone to her ear, hooked her cold neck with one hand, and lifted her chin triumphantly, but did not speak.

She wants to see what this Mu Fan wants to say to Liang Bo.

"Xiao Liangzi, where are you, my stomach hurts, it seems like I have food poisoning, I feel so uncomfortable..."

On the other side of the phone, Mu Fan's weak voice made Qiao Weiwei furious.

Although she was very uncomfortable in her heart, she still maintained a noble and glamorous appearance.

Standing up and leaving the cold embrace, she walked step by step to the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaning on the railing, overlooking the city below her feet, she moved her lips: "Miss Mu, you can dial 1 if you feel sick, you can call What's the use of Mr. Bo? He's not a doctor, and he can't cure difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

"Joe...Miss Qiao? Why are you holding Xiao Liangzi's cell phone?"

"Because we are together now. He asked me to answer this call for him. He also asked me to tell you not to bother him again. Miss Mu, if you don't want to call 1, you can call any doctor in Wangbei Hospital." Phone call, I believe that as your colleagues, the doctors from Ou Xiangbei Hospital will be happy to come to your home to help you see a doctor. Do you know what type of women men hate the most?" Qiao Weiwei said coldly, her eyebrows intertwined, revealing It's a little bit cold.

"What... what type?"

"The stalker type, especially people like Mr. Bo, hate this type of woman." After finishing speaking, Qiao Weiwei pressed the hang up coldly.

The flaming red lips slightly raised a cold and charming arc, and she walked up to the side of Liang Bo who was silent and smoking, tilted her buttocks, and sat back on his lap.

Putting the phone back into his palm, she lightly pulled his tie with both hands, smiled playfully, and said, "Your ex-girlfriend said she had a stomachache, so I asked her to call 1, tell me, am I doing the right thing, Mr. Bo?"

He raised his eyebrows silently, took a deep breath of the cigarette, lightly touched the tip of Qiao Weiwei's nose with his forehead, and said, "Yes."

Seeing the worry flowing in the cool eyes, Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly: "I know, you are worried about her."

"Qiao Weiwei..."

"Shh, don't deny it. I can guess what you're thinking, but you'd better not have anything to do with her, otherwise, if you have her without me, you will do what you say." Then, Qiao Weiwei turned from cold hands again. Zhong took the phone, pressed unlock, quickly found Liangbo's number in the address book, and pulled it into the blacklist in front of Liangbo.

"Okay, it's what you say." Liang Bo nodded, with doting on her in his eyes.

Because he loves her, he is willing to pamper her without limit.

Even if he was worried about Mu Fan, he would not go to him...

Now that he has decided to get rid of Mu Fan completely, he will work hard and try to slowly vacate the corner of his heart that belongs to Mu Fan in the end.

"You are making the decision for me, you are messing with my address book, and you are threatening me with words. You say... how should I punish you?"

"Punish him however you want." With a charming smile, she lightly unbuttoned the first two buttons of her shirt, hooking his neck coquettishly.

"That's what you said..." As he said that, he hugged her sideways and got up, and gently placed her on the large and bright desk...

What she said in return was two full hours of domineering demands from him.

It wasn't until she whimpered and begged for mercy that he reluctantly let her go...

Supporting her body covered in red marks, Qiao Weiwei struggled to sit up, and after cursing Liangbao in a low voice, "soul light", she walked into the bathroom in the lounge with staggering steps.

After arranging the clothes on her body, she sat down gracefully and coolly.

Fingers lightly traced the sharp-edged lips, opened the mailbox, and began to browse the recent financial statements of the head office sent by Ning Motong.

When the neatly dressed Qiao Weiwei came out of the lounge, Liang Bo was reviewing the documents.

The front three buttons of the jet-black thin shirt were undone wantonly, and the two sleeves were rolled up to above the elbows at will. As he swiped the pen, the bright red hickey marks on the muscular chest were faintly visible, very enchanting.

The warm sunshine scattered on his devilishly beautiful face, at this moment, he looked elegant and shining.

He is the kind of person who was born with a halo, even if he just sits here quietly reviewing documents, it is so dazzling that people can't keep their eyes open.

He was very focused, so focused that Qiao Weiwei was already standing behind him, but he still didn't know it.

Touching his broad shoulders lightly, Qiao Weiwei said softly: "Seeing that you have a lot of documents to review, I will go back first. By the way, do you have the key to the apartment we lived in before? Give me The one that accidentally lost me."

"What are you going to do in that apartment?" Lean Bo asked in a low voice, flipping through the documents lightly.

"I couldn't find the pink diamond bracelet you gave me for my birthday last year. It must have been left there. I bought a dress and thought it should be matched with that bracelet." Qiao Weiwei said.

Opening the drawer, she took out a bunch of exquisite keys and put them gently in Qiao Weiwei's palm, and said coldly: "Look for it, if you can't find it, I will buy you a better one."

He said it lightly, as if the pink diamond bracelet worth [-] million was just an inconspicuous gadget.

"That's what you said." Kissing the cool hair lightly, Qiao Weiwei turned the key ring casually, walked out of the cool office with two sore long legs.

After driving the red Maserati, Qiao Weiwei went all the way to the downstairs of the apartment.

Entering the building, she quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the floor where the apartment was located.

After arriving at the destination, Qiao Weiwei moved her sore neck and got out of the elevator.

At the door of the apartment, she took out the key and opened the door.

Qiao Weiwei felt very comfortable with the familiar smell coming from her nostrils.

This is the place where she lived with Liang Bo and Ning Meng for a long time.

There are many, many unforgettable memories hidden here, so she feels very kind when she comes here.

Putting on her slippers, she went straight into the cloakroom and searched around, but couldn't find the bracelet she was looking for.

After closing the last jewelry drawer, Qiao Weiwei heaved a long sigh, then murmured in a low voice, "Could it be that the bracelet was accidentally dropped when I was playing with it in the living room last time?"

Walking into the living room, she turned the sofa upside down, but it still wasn't there.

His eyes froze when he touched the half-exposed pink diamond-encrusted mobile phone under the sofa.

Raising her eyebrows, she squatted down slowly, and picked up the phone from under the sofa.

This is Sun Xiaoran's phone...

I remember that after Sun Xiaoran committed suicide by jumping off the cliff in Fenghuang Mountain, the search and rescue team salvaged the waters around the foot of Fenghuang Mountain for a long time, but they did not salvage her body, only this mobile phone was salvaged.

He accidentally pressed the power button, and the phone, which had been submerged in water, did not respond at all.

Coldly throwing the phone on the sofa, Qiao Weiwei walked into the bedroom again and began to look for her bracelet.

After searching for a long time, I finally found what I was looking for in the drawer of the dresser.

Wear the bracelet on your wrist, and then look carefully at the bracelet inlaid with 99 heart-shaped diamonds against the sun.

A light pink light shone in her eyes.

she smiled.

His thoughts involuntarily returned to the time when he had just met Liangbo, to the scene where he gave her a bracelet on her 23rd birthday.

Lowering her arms, she took the key and exited the bedroom with satisfaction.

After leaving the apartment, she drove a red Maserati to Joe's.

*** On this side, Qiao Weiwei was happily driving the car to Qiao's. On the other side, in Ou Xiangbei's intensive care unit in Liang's private hospital, the atmosphere between Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu seemed a little heavy.

**In the intensive care unit, which smelled like medicine, Ou Xiangbei lay quietly on his back on the sickbed.

Zhou Chuyu was watching the MV of the cool piano single "only" directed by Su Qingcheng on his mobile phone, with a heavy expression on his face.

Gently softening the sore eye sockets, Zhou Chuyu held Ou Xiangbei's hand tightly, lowered his eyes, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, I think our happiness is based on Su Qingcheng's pain."

Ou Xiangbei didn't say a word, and acquiesced to Zhou Chuyu's statement in his heart.

For Su Qingcheng, he felt ashamed.

"I hope that he can find a suitable partner for him in France..." Zhou Chuyu said lightly, his voice was slightly hoarse and vicissitudes.

"That kid, he's not too bad looking. Besides, he's still a rich man, and his character is all right. I believe he will meet a good girl. If you don't worry about him, wait until I get better. We can go to France for a trip, and then, take a look at Su Qingcheng."

"Okay..." Zhou Chuyu nodded.

"Crack..." There was a gentle push on the door, breaking the silence of the room.

Xin Qing, who was holding a large white thermos, looked at Zhou Chuyu with a smile, and walked to her side.

Putting down the thermos, Xin Qing slowly sat next to Zhou Chuyu, grabbed Zhou Chuyu's hand, and said, "Chuyu, I made a big tonic chicken soup for you and this bastard. You can try it just out of the pot."

"Auntie, I made Ou Xiangbei like this. Not only did you not blame me, but you even cooked soup for me..."

"Isn't he still alive? What happened?" Xin Qing gave Ou Xiangbei a hard look and said.

In Xin Qing's heart, she actually disagreed with the matter of Ou Xiangbei saving his love with his life.

"Mom, I want some soup."

"I want to drink soup and get up and serve it myself!" Xin Qing gave Ou Xiangbei another hard look, and said.

"I can't move at all. You feed me, hehe..."

"Damn it, it's none of my business if you don't want to be a bird at all times, it's your own fault. Don't you have anything to say? What kind of gun is used? I don't know who your child is with. Why are you so bloody and violent?" Xin Love whispers broken thoughts.

After finishing speaking, Xin Qing turned her face to the side again, looked at Zhou Chuyu with a smile, and said, "Chu Yu. No matter what, Auntie is really happy that you can turn around."

Ou Xiangbei had dark lines on his face, and moved his pale lips: "Mom, you have started to show us your face-changing skills again."

He was a little tired after talking to Zhou Chuyu for so long.

** On this side, V city in China is still brightly sunny, while on the other side, New York, USA, is dark at night.

**New York Hilton Hotel, USA.

The snow-white thin quilt covered the empty bodies of the two of them...

"Didn't you say that you compiled a piece of evidence that Liang Bo sent people to assassinate those who betrayed the Liang family? Where is it?"

After stroking the tip of Wan Lingling's nose lightly, Ning Motong slowly sat up.

Because of his standing up, the snow-white thin quilt slowly slid down to the lower part of the moon, and the blood-spitting muscular figure was displayed in front of Wan Lingling without any concealment.

"Involvement in gangsters, killing opponents, betrayers, enemies, and annexing other people's companies by illegal means, these evidences are enough to kill the cold..." Gently picking up the delicate USB flash drive, Wan Lingling sneered...