Dear President, take it easy

Liang Bo wants to have a good talk with his father, he really can't go too far! ! !

"where did you go……?

Before Qiao Weiwei could finish her question, Liang Bo had already run away...

After half an hour.

In front of a mountain villa in the suburbs of New York, a white Bentley parked steadily.

In the dark carriage, looking coldly at the brightly lit villa in front of him, his face was extremely gloomy.

The two hands holding the steering wheel quietly exerted force.

At this moment, his face was a little more gloomy than the night sky outside.

After getting out of the car, he immediately walked to the gate with hurried steps and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened, and it was Yan Fei, Wan Lingling's personal servant, who opened the door.

"Is my dad there?" Liang Bo looked at Yan Fei coldly and asked.

"Yes, young master."

Hearing this, Liang Bo rushed into the gate immediately.

Stepping into the courtyard, laughter immediately filled the ears of the villa.

Hearing this voice, the anger in my cold heart rose a little more.

Walking quickly to the door of the inner door, he directly opened the concealed door...

Walking into the living room, the picture that greets my eyes makes my cold heart feel desolate.

In front of him, Liang Tianyou was sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing with Wan Lingling and watching TV. The two of them were as sweet as a young couple in love.

The hands hanging by the sides turned into fists without a sound.

When Wan Lingling turned her head unconsciously, she just caught sight of Liang Hou's figure, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

She got up, pushed Liang Tianyou's hand away, then walked quickly to Liang Bo, and said with a smile: "Liang Bo, why do you have time to come over today..."

Liang Bo didn't talk to Liang Tianyou, walked up to Liang Tianyou without looking sideways, said with a cold face, "My mother has surgery tonight, you know?"

"Isn't it just cutting out a tumor? It's not malignant either, so what's the big deal?" Liang Tianyou looked like he had nothing to do with himself, hanging high, as if the one who cut the tumor was not his wife, but just a passer-by.

"Dad, you shouldn't treat my mother like this!"

"..." Liang Tianyou lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Liangbo. What are you talking about? Eldest sister, what kind of surgery is she doing?" Wan Lingling immediately stepped forward when she heard the words, holding Liangbo's arm hypocritically, pretending to care.

Coldly pushing away Wan Lingling's hand, Liang Bo quickly took out the pistol from his pocket and aimed it between Wan Lingling's eyebrows.

A murderous aura poured down from his head.

At this moment, he is like a messenger from hell, and the coldness on his body makes people dare not look directly at him.

With the cold muzzle pressed against the center of her eyebrows, Wan Lingling's heart instantly rose to her throat.

She knew that Liangbo might really kill her.

"Liangbo, what are you...what are you doing?" Wan Lingling looked at Liangbo's murderous eyes in horror, her face paled.

"Eldest young master, what are you doing!" Yan Fei who had just entered the door saw this, and immediately stepped forward nervously and asked.

On the sofa, Liang Tianyou stood up with a 'crack...', pointed at Liang Bo and yelled, "Put down the gun for me, do you hear me?"

"Dad...Even if you can't make a bowl of water level, but as a human being, you still have to care about your wife at the very least? If you continue to treat my mother like this, then I will kill this woman with my own hands. I do what I say..."

"Boom...!"

Accompanied by a deafening gunshot, the entire living room was plunged into darkness immediately, and the screams of Wan Lingling and Yan Fei penetrated the darkness.

In the next second, fragments of the crystal lamp fell like raindrops.

In the darkness, the cool and dark eyes are tight, and the fists are tight.

Throwing away the gun, turning around coldly, stepping into the darkness, and quickly left the living room...

If it wasn't for the coolness, his bullet just now would have penetrated Wan Lingling's eyebrows instead of the crystal lamp.

After Liang Bo left, Yan Fei stumbled to the wall, then fumbled for the switch on the wall, and turned on other small lights in the living room.

The whole space turns from dark to bright.

With a look of guilt on his face, Liang Tianyou quickly walked up to Wan Lingling, put his hands on her shoulders, and said, "You're freaking out. You bastard!"

"Don't say that Liangbo is a rebellious son, he's just like this because he was too angry. You said you were too, my sister had an operation, why don't you go and have a look, you two should have a good time as a couple." Wan Lingling pretended to say generously with.

"I went, aren't you angry?"

"Why am I angry. Isn't this what it should be?"

"Lingling, you really know the general idea."

"God Bless, I love you." Wan Lingling said duplicity, and after she finished speaking, she leaned into Liang Tianyou's arms like a bird.

Wan Lingling's words I love you, like honey, sweetened Liang Tianyou's heart.

"God bless, I want to eat the rock sugar pear you made for me, why don't you make it for me?"

"Okay..." Liang Tianyou nodded, said, and walked into the kitchen briskly.

After watching Liang Tianyou enter the kitchen, Wan Lingling glanced at Yan Fei who was standing by the wall, then took out her mobile phone and dialed Liang Yi's number.

It took a long time to get through the phone.

"Just now, your mother was almost killed by your brother." Wan Lingling complained in a low voice.

"What?" |

"Qianfang surgery, your father didn't go, he blamed me. Son, mother really had enough, I really hope you can quickly take over <Empire> and quickly trip up this annoying bastard Liangbo."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Lingling took a cold look at the messy living room, and then went upstairs...

As soon as she walked to the door of the bedroom, the phone in her hand began to vibrate.

Seeing the words 'Prize Friends Lao Wang', Wan Lingling immediately looked around furtively, and then entered the door.

'Placard Friends Old King' was a note she made to Ning Motong, in order to avoid being accidentally seen and suspected by Liang Tianyou one day.

Moreover, Ning Motong's number was specially arranged for contacting her.

Walking into the bedroom quickly, she immediately pressed answer.

"Hey, what's the matter? I didn't say anything, try not to contact me." Wan Lingling said in a low voice displeased.

"I just miss you, I'm waiting for you in Suite 999 of the Hilton Hotel..."

"I just saw it last night. If I go out again tonight, the old man should be suspicious. It will take a few days." Wan Lingling leaned against the door frame, covered her mouth with her hand, and said in a low voice.

"How many days?"

"Three or two days, okay, don't talk too much, just be obedient. I'm going to sleep."

After speaking, Wan Lingling hung up the phone.

Caressing her newly made wine red short bobo hair, Wan Lingling looked at the phone screen with a cold face, and said: "You have to sit around for a few days first, and when my son takes the position, you will be with Liang Tianyouliang." Bo died together, Ning Motong."

With slender legs, she walked to the dressing table step by step.

The clear mirror reflects her beautiful face.

The newly made wine red short bobo hair makes her look younger.

Pressing the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she muttered: "It seems that I have to do another facelift..."

She knows very well that beauty is the most important bargaining chip for a woman to subdue a man, so she cares a lot about her face.

After Liang Bo left Wan Lingling and Qiu Jingtian's villa, he drove back to Liang's private hospital.

At the door of Qianfang's ward, he sorted out his emotions, and then put his hand on the doorknob.

"Who wants you to take care of it? You hurry up and leave. Don't think that I will accept you if you are engaged to my son. "

"Auntie, you'd better not get too excited now, be careful of the knife edge being torn, you are the one who suffers like that."

In the ward, Qiao Weiwei's conversation with Qianfang fixed his hand on the handle.

"Master Bo, since you're here, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, Qiao Weiwei turned and left indifferently...

"Mom, I hope you treat her better in the future."

"Dump her immediately! I just don't like her!"

"Every time, you don't like the person I like. Mu Fan is like this, and Qiao Weiwei is also like this. If you don't like it, what do you want? Imagine how you treat Mu Fan, and forcefully pull Qiao Weiwei to the mountain and lock her into a broken house. Set it on fire?" Speaking of what she did to Mu Fan before, Qianfang's cold eyes turned cold again.

"you……"

"She is a good woman. Don't hurt her. If you do the same thing as five years ago again, I'm afraid I will completely sever ties with you. Mom, don't take my words as wind on your ears. I will do what I say." Sitting down gracefully, with her slender legs folded coolly, she looked at Qianfang and spoke seriously.

Although his tone was not serious, it left a scar on Qianfang's heart.

**On this side, New York, USA, is getting dark at night, and on the other side, London, England, is having the same scene.

**Located in a white villa in the affluent area of ​​central London, the lights are brightly lit at the moment, and all kinds of luxury cars are constantly coming in and out, as if it is busy during the day.