Dear President, take it easy

Qianfang carefully covered the knife edge, turned around, and Gu Qiao walked towards the bathroom.

Seeing this, a servant immediately stepped forward and graciously supported Qian Fang.

Walking to the door of the bathroom with difficulty, Qian Fang looked at Liang Bo, who was half kneeling by the toilet, patting the back of Qiao Weiwei who was retching, and her face quickly turned cold.

Seeing her son being kind to Qiao Weiwei, she felt all kinds of bad.

Qiao Weiwei is a vixen, just like Wan Lingling...

Of these two vixens, one seduced her husband, and the other seduced her son...

"Qiao Weiwei, go to the hospital for an examination right away. If it's not pregnant, it's best. If it's pregnant, abort the child immediately!" Qianfang supported the servant's arm with one hand, leaned weakly against the door frame, and exhausted all her strength. scolded.

Qianfang's words made Qiao Weiwei and her cold face turn cold.

"Hurry up and help the old lady into the room to rest. The old lady just finished the operation, don't you know?" Liang Bo continued to pat Qiao Weiwei on the back, and yelled at the servant.

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, got up, wiped her mouth with a few wet wipes on the sink, and then lightly pressed her stomach that was still overwhelmed, and said, "Auntie, if you are pregnant, you will get rid of it? Heh... you still want to help me?" Am I in charge?"

"Why, am I not qualified?"

"In this world, as long as I don't want to, no one is qualified to be my Qiao Weiwei's master, not to mention you, even your son..." Qiao Weiwei lifted her chin slightly, and said in a straightforward and cold voice, after finishing speaking , Qiao Weiwei calmly returned to the sink inlaid with gold and diamonds, poured a glass of mouthwash, and rinsed her mouth seriously.

"You...!" Qian Fang glared.

"Mom...she's right, no one in this world can be her master. Including you, including me." Liang Bo stood in place, looked at Qian Fang with a cold face, raised his eyebrows, and said.

"Hmph!" Qian Fang snorted coldly, then turned around, and walked away step by step with the help of the servant...

After Qianfang left, the whole world returned to peace.

Liang Bo let out a long sigh, and then quickly walked behind Qiao Weiwei who was rinsing her mouth, and tightly wrapped her in her arms from behind.

A mirror that can be used to judge people, reflects the appearance of the two people at the moment.

After spitting out the mouthwash, Qiao Weiwei raised her head, looked at the couple in the mirror, and said, "I don't want to fight with her, but I couldn't hold back, sorry."

How could Liang Bo not understand Qiao Weiwei's temper.

As long as her temper comes up, she doesn't care even if it's the heavenly king.

Turning around Qiao Weiwei's body, Liang Bao gently clasped his hands on her shoulders, and said, "Are you really pregnant?"

"My aunt only came in the morning, do you think it's true? Maybe I was too eager for breakfast in the morning." Qiao Weiwei gave her a cold look and said.

"Are you taking measures secretly? Have you taken the contraceptive pill?" Liang Bo asked suspiciously. Logically speaking, it is impossible for Qiao Weiwei's stomach not to move since he worked so hard.

"How is it possible." Qiao Weiwei gave him a hard look, and then quickly left the bathroom.

After Qiao Weiwei left, Liang Bo also walked out of the bathroom slowly, and then went upstairs.

At the door of Qianfang's bedroom, Liang Bo paused.

"Why, don't you need to accompany your delicate little fiancée?" Qian Fang deliberately emphasized her tone to show her dissatisfaction.

Thinking of how considerate Liang Bo was to Qiao Weiwei just now, and the disrespectful words Qiao Weiwei said to her just now, Qian Fang was not angry at all.

"Mm. Very good, I like it, our chef's cooking skills are really getting better and better." Qian Fang praised the pigeon soup with satisfaction.

"That woman made it. She said that it's better to restore the knife edge, because she was afraid that you wouldn't drink it, so she kept telling me to lie that it was made by our chef. She is not as annoying as you think. She is a Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, strong on the outside and soft on the inside, a straightforward and clean woman, I hope you can try to accept her, and don't always make things difficult for the woman I love." Liang Bo said seriously.

On one side was Qiao Weiwei, on the other was Qianfang, these two women were his favorite.

He didn't want the two of them to be so cold all the time.

Qian Fang snorted coldly, raised her hand and threw a bowl of pigeon soup heavily on the ground...

In an instant, the exquisite blue and white porcelain bowl was torn apart, and the golden pigeon soup soaked the snow-white wool carpet.

"..."

Seeing this, Liang Bo's face became darker and darker.

But because Qianfang had just finished the operation, she didn't say anything.

He got up, without looking at Qianfang, he immediately walked out of Qianfang's room, "Bang!" and closed the door behind him...

A week later.

City V, China.

The helicopter with lb printed on it landed slowly on the spacious and flat private apron.

After the plane came to a complete stop, the drivers and bodyguards waiting here immediately separated into two rows and nodded respectfully.

As the plane door slowly opened, Qiao Weiwei in a black dress and Qiao Weiwei in a white dress were holding hands, stepping on the steps affectionately, walking down the plane step by step, both of them had the same expression on their faces. cool.

The moment the toes touched the ground, a breathtaking elegance and nobility spread around the two of them.

He is the king, and she is the only queen in this world who is worthy of the role of emperor.

"Master Bo! Miss Qiao!" The bodyguards said in unison, the voice seemed to come from one person.

After her cold gaze swept past everyone, Qiao Weiwei turned her face sideways, looked at Liangbo and said, "I'll go to Qiao's in a while, how about you?"

"I'm going to Liangshi..."

"Alright then, let's go separately." Qiao Weiwei said with a faint smile.

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Weiwei quickly walked towards a black Mercedes...

Seeing this, the driver immediately opened the car door respectfully for Qiao Weiwei, and made a 'please' gesture, saying: "Miss Qiao, please."

After glancing at the driver, Qiao Weiwei sat gracefully in the back seat of the car.

Glancing at Liang Bo who was gracefully approaching the dazzling black Bugatti Veyron, Qiao Weiwei said: "Let's drive..."

"It's Miss Joe."

As soon as the words fell, the driver started the car...

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At the same time, Snow High School.

On the playground, the last class in the morning, physical education class, is going on.

On the court, the school grass in a white jersey was intoxicated. He was playing ball with the male students in the class. He dunked a few times and caused the girls onlookers to scream wildly...

The warm sunshine in early summer scattered on his sweaty body. At this moment, he is the overlord on the court, the absolute dream lover in the eyes of girls...

Not far away, under the luxuriant sycamore tree, Ning Meng and Qiu Rong were quietly leaning against the tree trunk, listening to music with the same earphones with their eyes closed...

Fragments of sunlight, through the gaps in the leaves, scattered on the clean faces of the two girls, making the two girls look as cute as kittens.

"Boom...!"

The sudden basketball hit Ning Meng's forehead impartially...

Opening her eyes, Ning Meng covered her painful head from the basketball, stepped on the ball with her feet, and complained to the basketball court, "Who is it?"

Seeing this, Qiu Rong immediately stood up, stood on tiptoe, gently touched Ning Meng's forehead, and said, "Ning Meng, are you alright?"

On the court, the culprit, drunk, brushed aside the crowd, touched a head of extremely short black hair, and said, "Damn girl, pass the ball! Hurry up!"

"Damn, it's this bad boy!" Ning Meng stepped on the basketball hard and cursed.

Picking up the basketball, Ning Meng quickly ran up to him and said, "Did you throw the ball?"

"Hmm... mistake, mistake..." Shen Zui said calmly.

"Apologize!"

Regarding Ning Meng's attitude, the audience was in an uproar...

How dare she treat their senior colonel like this!

"Don't..." Shen Zui was firm.

Hearing this, Ning Meng didn't change her face. She just put the basketball on her fingertips and spun it a few times calmly. Then, she raised the basketball over her head with both hands, and mercilessly smashed the ball at Shen Zui's handsome mixed-race face. When it touched Shen Zui's face, it quickly bounced to the ground again.

Shen Zui closed his eyes reflexively, touched the tip of his nose that was hurt by the basketball, looked at Ning Meng, and said displeasedly: "Damn girl, what are you doing!"

This is the second time she hit him for the second time!She hit him the first time we met, and this time, again!

This time it was even more extreme, to beat him in front of so many girls, how embarrassing it was for him!

"Even!"

Ning Meng lifted her chin lightly, looked at the intoxicated and clouded face, turned around, hummed a song, and returned to Qiu Rong...

Boys, start to secretly worship Ning Meng in their hearts, and girls, start to secretly hate Ning Meng in their hearts...

*…*…*…*…*

That night.

The sales volume of Liang Yi's piano single MV exceeded 8000 million. In the evening, he specially reserved a high-end private room in a high-end restaurant, and invited Qiao Weiwei, Liang Bo, Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu, Ning Meng, Liang Yi, and Shen Zui to celebrate with him ...

"Let's raise our glasses together and bless Liang Yi, our future superstar in the piano industry..."

With the sound of glasses colliding with each other, everyone standing around the dining table drank the red wine in their glasses.

The pale-faced Ou Xiangbei sat quietly by the side, covering his still slightly painful chest, watching everyone toast, silently picked up the orange juice, and drank it down with a grin.

"Boom!" The deafening knock on the door broke the joy in front of me...