Dear President, take it easy

The doctor sighed wearily, and said: "Myocardial hypoxia caused by violent mood swings is not a major problem. After another observation, I can leave the hospital tomorrow."

The doctor's words made everyone heave a long sigh of relief...

When Ning Meng opened her eyes again, only Qiao Weiwei was left beside her...

Looking at Qiao Weiwei who was sleeping beside her, her eye sockets became sore again.

At this moment, Ning Meng's heart was full of emotion.

Ning Meng touched Qiao Weiwei's hair lightly with her pale hand, and said, "Sister Weiwei..."

Hearing the voice, Qiao Weiwei immediately opened her eyes.

Qiao Weiwei stretched her waist, looked at Ning Meng's thin and pale appearance, and asked, "Ning Meng, how is it? Is it better?"

Qiao Weiwei's caring eyes made Ning Meng's heart tangled up once again...

"Sister Weiwei, I want to go back to America, can I ask you for leave?" Ning Meng took a deep breath and said.

She thought it was necessary for her to go back and have a face-to-face chat with her brother.

If it is settled, then she will never come to China again.

Right and wrong, right and wrong, she doesn't want to continue participating.

"Ning Meng, you are in such a state now, how can you fly a long distance, when you recover, I will give you a month's leave, okay?" Qiao Weiwei said.

"No, Sister Weiwei, it will be my brother's birthday in a few days. I want to go back and celebrate my brother's birthday. The two of us have had no parents since we were young, and we live together. We are used to being with each other on birthdays. This year, No exception." Ning Meng said again.

"Then I'll accompany you back..."

"Farewell, Miss Weiwei, I'll just go back by myself."

"Then I'll arrange a private jet for you." Qiao Weiwei said again.

Ning Meng nodded and did not refuse.

"Sister Weiwei, I want to go to sleep, Mr. Bo should be waiting for you..."

"Okay, since you're awake, I'll go back first and come to see you tomorrow morning. If you have something to do, call the nurse." Qiao Weiwei looked at Ning Meng's face with a smile, and there was something in her eyes. How distressed,

From the first time she saw Ning Meng, she liked this little girl. The longer she got along with her, the more Qiao Weiwei wanted to take care of her, because she was too thin.

Ning Meng nodded, and lightly closed her eyes.

Patting Ning Meng on the shoulder, Qiao Weiwei got up and left the ward with graceful steps.

After the door was closed, Ning Meng suddenly opened her eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes.

When Qiao Weiwei returned to Dream Garden, it was already past twelve o'clock at night.

She thought that Liang Bo had already fallen asleep, but when she opened the door, she found that it was not what she thought.

At this moment, Liang Bo is standing in front of the French window smoking a cigarette.

There was only a simple bath towel tied around his waist, and the slender and sexy back line was unreservedly exposed to Qiao Weiwei's eyes.

Through the clear glass, Liang Bo saw Qiao Weiwei standing at the door in a daze. From the glass, Qiao Weiwei seemed very tired.

Turning around, he hooked his hand at her.

"Come here..." The effect of nicotine made his voice hoarse.

Qiao Weiwei drew her red lips lightly, raised her eyebrows, regained her confidence and looked coldly, and walked quickly to his side.

A faint mint aroma hit her nostrils, making her feel refreshed.

This kind of taste is her favorite.

"Today, when Ou Xiangbei asked when we were getting married, why did you answer that way?" His cool arms naturally wrapped around her waist, which was as thin as a willow, and asked.

His question made her eyes darken, she lowered her head, and pressed her face against his strong chest muscles, listening to the surging heartbeat inside.

"It's actually very simple. It's just that I don't care about things like marriage. I'm afraid of us. For the time being, the devil should just maintain the relationship between the fiancée. I think the story of you, me, and Mu Fan will never happen. It ends simply like this... My sixth sense is very strong, and I don't want to take any risks." Qiao Weiwei suddenly lifted her chin slightly, hooking her cold and thin neck, and there was a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

She has always been intellectual.

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, maybe her appearance made me uneasy. In fact, it doesn't matter if you are married or not. It's just a piece of paper. Before I finish your assessment, I won't marry you easily Yes." Her hand gently traced his hard chest lines, eyes, more and more incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

No matter how much she pretended to be strong on the outside, after all, she was just a little woman, an insecure little woman.

"So, for the time being, let's happily be a fiancé couple. After the assessment is over, I will naturally get a certificate from you and become Liang's young mistress." Slowly releasing Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei took Picking up the remaining half of the cigarette he was smoking with his fingertips, he took a deep breath.

Amidst the smog, the eyes of the two became more and more profound.

Although Qiao Weiwei said it very calmly, Liang Bo could hear a sense of insecurity from it.

Taking a deep breath, he touched her chin with his hand, and then slowly touched the corners of her lips with two thin lips.

Simple superficial, not simple sweet taste.

"I'm going to take a shower." Qiao Weiwei said as she gently pushed the coolness away.

Liang Bo didn't mean to let her go, he stretched out his long arms to embrace her domineeringly, and said, "Let me hug her..."

"doing what?"

"love..."

With that said, he took out the mini remote from his pocket and turned off the lights...

Here, in Mengyuan's bedroom, the temperature was high, but on the other side, in Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu's villa, it was another scene.

"Honey, why do you think you've become obsessed with Dou Landlord recently? Stop playing Dou Landlord, come and play with me, husband, huh?" In front of the computer desk, Ou Xiangbei stood behind Zhou Chuyu, shaking her shoulders constantly, The tone is coquettish, like a joke.

Zhou Chuyu couldn't take his eyes off, patted the back of Ou Xiangbei's hand lightly, and said, "Okay, okay, I got it, wait a minute, just this round..."

"Wife, do you want the revolution to continue? You've been playing one game after another, are you going to complete the glorious mission my mother entrusted to us? We agreed to hug each other for three years..." Ou Xiangbei Just like a child, he continued to shake Zhou Chuyu's shoulders, without any appearance of being rich and handsome.

Turning his head, looking at Ou Xiangbei's pitiful expression, Zhou Chuyu only felt amused for a while.

Reluctantly quitting the game, she obediently turned off the computer, then got up, sat on the computer desk, dangling her legs, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, I found that since you stopped playing with women, , your interest has undergone a qualitative change..."

"Huh? What do you say?"

"In the past, you couldn't live if you didn't play with women, but now you can't live if you don't play with your wife..." Zhou Chuyu's face was dark, pitiful.

"Hey, isn't this great?" Ou Xiangbei smiled warmly without any attack power.

What a fool, Zhou Chuyu complained in his heart...

The next day, after Ning Meng was discharged from the hospital, she took a private plane to New York, USA.

When the plane arrived at a private tarmac somewhere in New York, USA, it was already late at night.

Because she didn't notify Ning Motong in advance, she could only call and call a taxi.

When the taxi arrived at the gate of Ning Motong's villa, it was already 10:30.

In the back seat of the car, Ning Meng looked at the mansion that Liang Bo had given them. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl into a perfect curve.

After paying, she got out of the car alone.

When she came back this time, she brought nothing but herself.

Looking at the brightly lit villa in front of him, a sense of warmth flooded into Ning Meng's heart.

Taking out the key, she entered the door carefully.

Putting on her slippers, she tiptoed into the brightly lit living room, because she hadn't figured out what she was going to tell Ning Motong in a while, so she didn't want Ning Motong to find her for the time being.

In the living room, there was no one there, only the faint smell of Chanel No. [-] perfume in the room.

On the sofa, a woman's pink chiffon coat caught Ning Meng's attention.

Ning Meng was sure that her brother seemed to have brought a woman back.

Overjoyed, she looked around.

At the top of the stairs, those two crooked rose red hats further confirmed Ning Meng's thoughts.

He trotted all the way up to the second floor.

Walking to the door of Ning Motong's bedroom, through the half-covered door, Ning Meng clearly heard the sound of blushing and heartbeat.

What this sound means, she is no longer confused.

Taking a breath, he took a step back, and Gu Qiao turned and left.

"Well... I'm happy just thinking about it. All the criminal evidence is in hand. As long as my son Liangyi takes the position of the president of the Empire Group, we can join hands to stumble Liangbo, and then support my son to take the position... At that time, Losing everything, Liang Bao and Liang Tianyou will become the unjust souls of you and me."

Wan Lingling's voice was not loud, but Ning Meng heard it clearly. At this moment, Ning Meng only felt her heart beating violently...

The person inside is Liangyi's mother, so, does her brother have any relationship with Liangyi's mother?

Wan Lingling's words also made Ning Meng's mind go blank. She seemed to have discovered a shocking secret...

The Imperial Group, she couldn't believe her ears, it was the second largest group in the world.

"Who's outside?" Ning Motong asked warily inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the concealed door was quickly opened...

Looking at Ning Motong, who was disheveled, Ning Meng's heart instantly rose to her throat.

She smiled awkwardly, her eyes passed Ning Motong, and fixed on Wan Lingling who was lazily sitting in front of the sofa...

Wan Lingling sat where she was, facing Ning Meng's eyes, her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Wan Lingling knew that this little girl must have heard everything.

damn it!