Dear President, take it easy

Two cars, four bright headlights illuminate the whole world like daytime.

The strong impact caused Qiao Weiwei's body to lean forward in inertia, and was pulled back by the rapid safety belt in the next second.

The hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, and at this moment, her heart seemed to be in her throat.

It's a creepy feeling, that's it.

"Shit!" Came back to his senses, Fenquan slammed the steering wheel hard, his eyes turned cold because he caught the person slowly coming out of Santana.

Gu Yun...

At this moment, he is walking towards her step by step with a whole body of elegance.

The dazzling headlights stretched his figure for a long time.

Seeing that it was Gu Yun, Qiao Weiwei immediately opened the car door.

"Gu Yun, you forgot to take your medicine?" Qiao Weiwei sneered coldly when she walked in front of him.

Just now, that scene was really too thrilling.

If she had been driving a little faster, she might have died long ago.

Gu Yun's face was still as calm as the sun in three springs, but there was a haggard look in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

He is still the same, but his temperament has long been different.

Today, although he still wears world famous brands, he lacks the brilliance of the past.

Looking at Qiao Weiwei, his hands hanging by his side turned into fists little by little, and then, without warning, "plop..." knelt at Qiao Weiwei's feet.

Grabbing Qiao Weiwei's red skirt, he begged in a low voice: "Weiwei, lend me some money, as long as [-] million, I beg you. I need money to turn around. As long as I have [-] million, I can survive this catastrophe. "

Seeing Gu Yun who was like a beggar without any dignity to speak of, Qiao Weiwei felt extremely disgusted in her heart.

How heartless he was when he dumped her, but now he is unlucky and kneels at her feet like a beggar.

For a mere [-] million, he can put his character, self-esteem, self-cultivation, and self-cultivation under his feet.

She didn't bother to talk to him, especially after seeing him like this.

She, Qiao Weiwei, has never been a person full of sympathy.

She would rather donate [-] million to the Hope Project to help those children who can't finish their studies than to give it to Gu Yun, the man who once stabbed her in the heart.

"Tsk tsk... I'm sorry. I've already said, I won't help you." Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, looking down at Gu Yun like a queen, whose nobility and brilliance made people dare not look directly...

Such a woman is naturally suitable to be held at the top by men and enjoy the admiration and admiration of others.

Qiao Weiwei's words made Gu Yun lower his head slowly, the face hidden in the shadow gradually became colder...

The tight fists suddenly exerted force, and the ten knuckles made a shocking sound.

Standing up like a spring, Gu Yun suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Okay, Weiwei, I understand."

"It's good to know.

After finishing speaking, Qiao Weiwei turned around and Gu Qiao returned to her car.

While Qiao Weiwei was relaxing, Gu Yun immediately took out a handkerchief that was stained with sweat medicine from his pocket.

Stepping forward, he nimbly covered Qiao Weiwei's mouth and nose from behind...

The strong sense of suffocation, as well as the unpleasant smell between her nose, made Qiao Weiwei feel extremely uncomfortable. She struggled reflexively, but it didn't help at all, her head seemed to be getting dizzy...

In the next second, she completely lost consciousness...

With her body empty, she fell heavily on Gu Yun's shoulder...

Supporting Qiao Weiwei, Gu Yun snorted coldly: "Qiao Weiwei, since you won't give me money, then I'll go find Liangbo."

At this moment, Gu Yun couldn't care less.

Desperation made him completely abandon his humanity.

Now he has long lost all his sanity, and there is nothing else in his mind other than saving the Gu family.

Quickly picked up Qiao Weiwei horizontally, and immediately put Qiao Weiwei into the black shabby Santana that was already deeply dented and constantly smoking.

After getting into the car, Gu Yun immediately started the car...

Stepping on the accelerator hard, he started to drive the dilapidated Santana all the way to the suburbs...

After leaving the city center, Gu Yun, who had already thoroughly researched all the roads leading to the suburbs, began to follow the unmonitored path all the way to the desolate Stowe Mountain in the suburbs of New York.

Here is a mass grave where all the unidentified corpses in the United States are buried.

This is the most desolate place in the United States.

Because of this, there are almost few people here in normal times.

The black Santana started to gallop all the way to the top of the mountain along the mountain road.

Car lights lit up the dark night.

Rows of tombs flashed by, it was really scary.

On the mountain, in front of the temporary dilapidated cabin, the black Santana stopped slowly.

The dazzling headlights hit the wooden door that was concealed, making the wooden door extremely dilapidated. A long white rope on the door handle danced in the wind, like a ghost's belt.

After quickly getting out of the car, Gu Yun condescendingly swept over the desolation and darkness below the mountain...

The world is too quiet at this moment, the sound of the car engine is a bit harsh, like a cold spell from hell, which makes people feel horrible.

Holding Qiao Weiwei horizontally, Gu Yun immediately tore off the long rope on the door, and then kicked open the door.

Pulling the retro light cord, the whole world turns from dark to bright.

This space is really small, empty, and crude.

There was nothing else but a chair, a tall wooden stake in the middle of the room, and a bundle of time bombs.

Quickly walking to the stake, Gu Yun immediately put Qiao Weiwei down gently...

After firmly tying Qiao Weiwei to the stake, Gu Yun confirmed that there was no problem at all, and then slowly let go of Qiao Weiwei who was still in a coma.

Seeing how Qiao Weiwei calmed down, Gu Yun felt a little regretful.

If he had chosen Qiao Weiwei back then, then. . . .If something happened to Mrs. Gu, he would definitely not become a loner, and Qiao Weiwei would definitely not kick him away like Mo Lingling.

The slender five fingers lightly brushed the tip of Qiao Weiwei's nose, looking at Qiao Weiwei's face, Gu Yun was absent-minded for a long time.

"Weiwei... If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't want Mo Lingling..."

Bending down, he carefully picked up the time bomb at Qiao Weiwei's feet, and tied the bomb to Qiao Weiwei's slender waist with a blank expression...

Quickly press the switch, and the pre-set minutes on the time bomb begin to decrease second by second...

Looking at the constantly beating time data on the bomb, the smile on Gu Yun's face gradually turned cold...

Taking out Qiao Weiwei's cell phone, after finding Liang Bo's number, he immediately dialed it...