Dear President, take it easy

"No, I just want to say happy birthday to you, girl, is there any gift you want?"

"Brother, can you promise me anything I want?" Ning Meng asked anxiously, clutching her trembling heart.

"Of course, today is your birthday. Brother will satisfy you with any gift you want. Tell me, what do you want? Car? Clothes? Jewelry?"

"Brother, I don't want a car, I don't want clothes, and I don't want any jewelry. I just want you to give up your plan."

"Shit! What did you say?! Don't forget, how did our parents die!"

"But brother, I feel like I can't hold on any longer. I feel like I'm about to collapse." Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei were too kind to her, and when facing them, the sense of guilt would always come out to torment her.

"Continue to break down! As long as you don't die, you have to fight with me to the end! Ning Meng, give me some ambition, that's all right, let's not talk, that's it~"

Next to her ear, the cold hang up sound completely shattered Ning Meng's last illusion about Ning Motong.

Her brother is like this, and has always regarded revenge as his only belief.

After hanging up the phone, Ning Meng heaved a long sigh, looking at Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, Liang Yi, Qiu Rong, and the gift they gave her, her heart was in utter confusion.

Here, Ning Meng was suffering from the torment of her conscience alone, but in the next room, in the bedroom of Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei, it was a different scene.

On the snow-white wool carpet, Qiao Weiwei held the dice in her hand, looked at Liang Bo who was sitting cross-legged on the opposite side, and said, "Let me tell you the rules of the game, the two of us throw the dice, the one with the most points wins, and the one who wins can request to lose at will." To do one thing. Don't be moral, don't lower the limit."

Liang Bo smiled gracefully, looked at the dice in her hand with great interest, and said, "Ladies first, you come first."

As soon as Liang Bo's voice fell, Qiao Weiwei threw the dice in her hand into the small wooden square in front of them.

"Haha, six o'clock...Master Bo, you're doomed."

Cool and thin with black lines on his face, kao!Could this woman be so lucky.

After taking the dice, he continued to maintain a steady look, and casually threw the sieve into the small square grid.

"Haha, a little... Master Bo, your character is too bad!" Qiao Weiwei pointed at the dice, clapped her hands triumphantly and laughed.

"Say, what do you want me to do?" Liang Bo asked Qiao Weiwei calmly.

"You go out and find a bodyguard, give him a kiss, tell him you love him..."

"No, change!" He said coldly, his face gradually turning black.

"Either go to kiss the bodyguard, or wear a wig and walk around the living room, you only have these two options." Qiao Weiwei raised her chin proudly, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and said while staring at the coldness in front of her.

"Is there a third way for me?"

"Yes, break up with me." Qiao Weiwei said jokingly.

"You are ruthless..." He smiled helplessly, got up, walked to her dressing table, picked up her waist-length wig, and put it on her head carefully.

His appearance is too coquettish and beautiful. Wearing such a wig on his head not only does not feel unsuitable, but on the contrary, it also adds a bit of feminine charm to him.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Weiwei's heart began to beat violently again.

If he was a woman, he would definitely be the type that would bring disaster to the country and the people. If he was born in ancient times, he would definitely provoke the princes of the world to seize her...

"Is that all right?"

The cold and pleasant voice pulled Qiao Weiwei back from her thoughts.

With a cold smile, she got up, took his hand, and said, "I still have to go to the living room for a walk."

He was cold and silent, only indulging Qiao Weiwei to drag herself out of the room.

Taking the elevator, the two came all the way to the living room.

The moment the elevator door opened, the maids who were sitting on the floor of the living room arranging flowers immediately focused their eyes on the womanly Liangbo who was wearing a wig in the elevator.

Even though he was stared at like this, his cold expression was still calm.

After pulling the long hair on his head, he walked around the living room calmly and returned to the elevator.

It wasn't until the elevator doors slowly closed that the maids came back to their senses...

After looking at each other in blank dismay, everyone began to chatter again.

"Master Bo is really beautiful in a wig."

"But is our Master Bo going crazy? He's never been crazy before..."

"It looks a bit like it, did you forget to take your medicine?"

After returning to the room, as soon as the door was closed, Liang Bo turned dark and took off his wig.

After slapping the wig in Qiao Weiwei's hands, he smiled conspiratorially and said, "Come on! Let's continue..."

"I don't want..." Qiao Weiwei smugly twirled the wig around, then walked quickly into the bathroom and closed the door.

"..." Liangbo stood on the spot, moved his lips deflatedly: "Okay... woman, you are cruel enough."

Thinking about what he did just now, he really wished he could just find a hole in the ground and get into it...

Ever since he was a child, he never thought that one day, he would do such a shameful thing just because of a woman's words.

The next day.

Liang's Group President's Office.

In the early summer afternoon, the temperature in the office without air conditioning was a little high.

In the record player, a beautiful piano piece was playing, the tune was soft and beautiful.

In front of the large desk that can be seen from others, Liang Bo browsed the accounts of the African branch and listened to music at the same time.

The atmosphere was a mess.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The phone rang, untimely.

Pressing the center of his brows, Liang Bo didn't raise his head. While continuing to look at the document, he took the fixed phone and put it to his ear.

"President, there was a car accident downstairs. The woman who always came to look for you was hit by a car... The security guards said that the woman hit someone else's car on purpose. The motorcycle ran after hitting her Yes. Now, security has called the police and an ambulance has been called."

The voice of the secretary Mandy over the phone made Liang Bo's heart tighten.

Hanging up the phone quickly, putting on his coat, he quickly left the office and went downstairs...

Across the hall, he quickly ran out of the company.

As soon as he left the company, Liang Bo saw a group of people not far from the door...

He slapped himself on the forehead, walked quickly to the back of the crowd, and pushed the crowd away impatiently...

The picture that caught his eyes hurt his heart.

At this moment, Mu Fan was lying quietly in a pool of blood, like a rose about to wither.

"Mu Fan...Mu Fan...Wake up, don't scare me!" Quickly squatting down, Liang Bo desperately shook Mu Fan who was in a coma, and kept yelling.

However, no matter how he shakes it, Mu Fan is like a puppet, unresponsive.

Holding her in his arms, he rushed to his Bugatti Veyron like crazy, opened the door, and put Mu Fan in the passenger seat.

After fastening her seat belt, he got into the car from the other side, stepped on the accelerator all the way, and arrived at Liang's private hospital...

After entering the hospital, Mu Fan was sent to the emergency room on the exclusive floor of Liang's house on the top floor for first aid, while Liang Bo sat restlessly outside the emergency room, smoking continuously.

At this moment, his heart was extremely chaotic.

The woman he once loved deeply is lying in the emergency room at this moment, her life and death uncertain.

Moreover, the security guard also said that she deliberately hit the car.

What, is she going to commit suicide?

Waiting for half an hour seems like half a century.

Half an hour later, the emergency lights suddenly went out.

The door of the emergency room opened slowly.

Seeing this, Liang Bo immediately threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, walked quickly to the door of the emergency room, looked at the doctor who came out first, and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious, no internal organs were injured, but the left leg was severely fractured. I'm afraid this lady will have to rely on a wheelchair and crutches in the next few months." The doctor said while removing the mask.

Hearing the words of Liang Bo, a hanging heart finally fell back to the distance.

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the nurses carefully pushed Mu Fan out.

At this moment, she is still in a coma.

After pushing Mu Fan into the general ward and putting water on her, the nurses left.

In the huge ward, only Liang Bo and Mu Fan were left.

Sitting quietly on the sickbed, frowning coldly, looking at Mu Fan's left leg hanging in mid-air with a plaster cast, his heart felt a sharp pain again.

Half an hour later, Mu Fan slowly opened his eyes after the anesthesia faded.

Seeing Liang Bo looking at his left leg with distressed eyes, Mu Fan was overjoyed.

Bitter tricks are always the most effective for Liangbo.

It's just that the leg hurts too much.

He clearly told the motorcyclist to just rub her down, but unexpectedly, the motorcyclist failed to control the speed and hit her leg.

"Why am I still alive, why didn't I get hit to death...Little Liangzi, why are you bothering me." With a wry smile and moving his lips, Mu Fan asked pretending to be wronged.

"Mu Fan, why did you commit suicide?" Liang Bo asked displeasedly, frowning.

"Because you don't want me anymore. You are my everything. If you don't want me anymore, what's the point of my life?" Tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked up.

"Mu Fan, there are many men who are better than me in this world. It's really not worth dying for me. Next time, don't do this again." Liang Bo said in a low voice, with a charming and monstrous face, A gloom that can't be melted is caged.

"But, I recognized you, little Liangzi..."

"Hey, take good care of your illness. I'll ask my secretary, Mandy, to take care of you. My company still has things to do." With a long sigh, he slowly got up, straightened his coat, and moved his lips.

Seeing this, Mu Fan immediately tore off the needle on the back of his hand without hesitation, then sat up with difficulty, quickly removed the hairpin from his head, and pointed the sharpest part at his neck...

"Okay, let's go." Mu Fan lowered his eyes, tears fell like rain, and the hand holding the hairpin kept shaking.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy!" Liang Bo snapped.

"Yes, I'm crazy! I love you crazy! You go, if you walk out of this door today, I promise, you will receive the news of my death soon!" The hairpin was inserted into the neck bit by bit, brightly colored The red liquid flowed out bit by bit from the damaged skin, stinging the cold eyes.

"Are you crazy! Put down the hairpin!" Liang Bo scolded again, his eyes were extremely red.

"Don't you want to go, you go! You go!" Facing his scarlet eyes, Mu Fan still maintained his original posture, breaking down and screaming.

Looking at Mu Fan like this, I feel really helpless in my cold heart.

Frowning helplessly, he said: "Okay, I won't go, you put down the hairpin."

Hearing Liang Bo's words, Mu Fan was naturally extremely satisfied.

She wants to laugh very much now, but she can't, she has to act to the fullest.