Dear President, take it easy

Tonight's Mu Fan is wearing a light green long dress, standing facing the wind, with long hair fluttering in the wind, coupled with the dazzling starry sky above her head, it is indescribably pure and beautiful.

She was still the girl in his memory.

Seeing Mu Fan, everyone couldn't help but stop at the same time.

The smile on Qiao Weiwei's face instantly narrowed, her brows were frowned coldly.

Ou Xiangbei took Zhou Chuyu's hand, turned around, looked at Liangbo Qiao Weiwei, and said, "Let's go first, remember to come out for dinner at noon tomorrow."

Liang Bo nodded, keeping his gaze fixed on Mu Fan's face.

Ou Xiangbei glanced at Liang Bo, and then pulled Zhou Chuyu into the car.

After Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu left, Qiao Weiwei looked at Liang Bo, then, pulling the corners of her lips lightly, stepping on the golden sky-high, she walked in front of Mu Fan step by step...

Looking at the medium-sized white paper box in Mu Fan's hand, he said, "What are you doing here?"

Mu Fan remained silent, bypassing Qiao Weiwei and walking directly in front of Liang Bo.

"It's your birthday today. Although you didn't invite me, I'm still here. I want to give you this cake, your favorite vanilla flavor. I used to make it for you every year on your birthday. Remember?" Holding the cake in his hands, Fan looked at the coolness and smiled like a flower.

Mu Fan's heart was about to break when he saw the cake and Liang Bo, and the memory was as clear as the pain in his heart.

"No need, take it back, I don't like eating cakes for a long time." Liang Bo didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked at the cake box in her hand with mixed feelings in her heart.

Even though he didn't feel nothing when he saw the cake, he didn't want Qiao Weiwei to misunderstand anything.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just a cake, I don't mean anything else." Mu Fan hurriedly explained, and then put the cake in Liang Bo's hands.

Without waiting for Liangbo to reply, she quickly turned around, got into the car and left...

Qiao Weiwei stood there, frowned and looked at Liang Bo, then stepped forward to take the cake in his hand, raised her chin slightly, and said, "As your 'friend...' She is really nice, and even specially made a broken cake and sent it here !What a friend! ! ! "

When speaking of the word 'friend', Qiao Weiwei deliberately emphasized it to emphasize it.

Holding the cake, Liang Bo shook his head helplessly, looked at Qiao Weiwei, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"I just want to ask you, can I throw this away?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

Liang Bo raised his eyebrows, his expression didn't change, he put the cake in Qiao Weiwei's hand, and said, "You can throw it away if you want..."

"That's what you said." Qiao Weiwei nodded, and slowly opened the cake box. The box was tilted at 45 degrees, and the simple and plain white cake fell to the ground instantly, smashing to pieces.

Liang Bo looked at the cake, then raised Qiao Weiwei's chin with a frown, and said, "Small temper."

Qiao Weiwei smiled triumphantly, wrapped her hands around his neck, and said, "I didn't beat her, it's fine, what is she, dare to come and give you cakes in front of me."

The convoy of luxury cars drove out from the parking lot and stopped firmly in front of Liangbo Qiao Weiwei.

The bodyguards came out one file at a time, stood beside their cars, and nodded respectfully.

In the leading Lincoln extended car, the driver quickly jumped out and opened the door for Liangbo Qiao Weiwei...

"Let's go home... little thing." Saying that, Liang Bo took Qiao Weiwei's hand and got into the car...

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The next day.

In a private room of a restaurant,

In order to celebrate Zhou Chuyu's pregnancy, Ou Xiangbei set up a feast at a high-end Chinese restaurant, and invited Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, Liang Yi, Ning Meng, Qiu Rong, and Shen Zui.

"Sister Chuyu, you are so amazing, you got pregnant so quickly." Liangyi said with a smile while holding the vegetables, looking at Zhou Chuyu on the opposite side.

Ou Xiangbei held Zhou Chuyu's shoulders proudly, and said, "Is this the result of her man's hard work every night before? Her man is also very good..."

"Ou Xiangbei, can you talk properly? Shameless..." Zhou Chuyu pinched Ou Xiangbei's shoulder hard, his eyes were full of smiles, and his face was flushed.

"It's not a day or two since he's shameless..." Liang Thin took a sip of the red wine in the glass, then put down the glass lightly, looking at Ou Xiangbei beside him and said.

"Brother Xiang Bei, do you like boys or girls..." Ning Meng said.

"Boys and girls are the same. However, I like girls more now. I want to have a beautiful daughter. In the future, I will marry my daughter to Liang Bo's son... and then torture his son severely!" Ou Xiangbei said.

"Pfft... Ou Shao, you are too cruel." Shen Zui said while eating the food.

"Necessary..." Ou Xiangbei lifted it up to Shenzui, and then said with a wink.

Everyone has black lines on their faces...

"The premise is that your daughter wants to follow Chuyu, she is pretty enough, if she follows you, my son won't..." Liang Bo lazily leaned on the chair, fiddling with Qiao Weiwei's skirt with his fingers, said.

"I'm obviously handsome, okay? You're just jealous of me." Ou Xiangbei said again.

Qiao Weiwei shook her head helplessly.

"Tsk tsk...the way some people eat!" Shen Zui helplessly looked at Ning Meng, who was chomping down on the cake, and shook his head helplessly.

"Uncle Shenzui...I don't want to quarrel with you today!" Ning Meng said.

"..."

"By the way, Qiu Rong, the dress you are going to wear at the film launch conference the day after tomorrow has arrived at the company this afternoon. The latest style from Milan is very fancy. Come to the company tomorrow to try it out and see if it doesn't fit. Let our company's dressmaker change it for you." Zhou Chuyu leaned lazily on Ou Xiangbei's body, and said while feeding Ou Xiangbei with vegetables.

"Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, our "If You Are Well" is about to start..." Qiu Rong smiled like a flower.

She was very excited when she thought that she would be able to get along with Liang Yi day and night in the next time.

"Yes..." Zhou Chuyu said.

"Qiu Rong, if the movie becomes popular, you will become a star. I will also become a star's best friend." Ning Meng said happily.

Shen Zui gave Ning Meng a hard look, and said, "Vanity..."

"You are the one who is vain, and your whole family is vain." Ning Meng did not show any weakness.

Everyone took it for granted that they should eat and drink, and collectively chose to ignore these two people...

After dinner, everyone went back to their respective homes.

As soon as she returned to Mengyuan's bedroom, Qiao Weiwei sat on the sofa wearily.

Liang Bo casually tugged on the tie on his body, and then sat beside her...

"Chu Yu is pregnant, don't you feel anything?" He raised her chin lightly with one hand and asked.

Qiao Weiwei raised her eyebrows, clasped her cold neck with her hands, and said, "Not yet..."

"Huh?" He narrowed his dark eyes, searching.

"……bath."

"Satisfy me first before going to take a shower..."

<g头，抽着烟，墨黑色衬衫，前三颗扣子肆意开敞着，健硕的xiong肌，若隐若现，很是xing感。

"I'm going to take a shower." After saying that, Qiao Weiwei went into the bathroom...

After closing the door, Qiao Weiwei quickly walked to the sink, stood on tiptoe, and struggled to get the contraceptive pill hidden behind the mirror.

Skillfully unscrewing the cap, she carefully poured out a tablet, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it.

She loves him very much, she is willing to have children for him, but not now.

Mu Fan was still an existence she cared about very much.

She will not allow herself to become pregnant until the assessment of Liang Bo is over...

She is a woman who is so sensible that she herself feels terrible.

*…*…*…*…*

At the same time, Ou Xiangbei's villa.

"My wife... I have soup, try it. I stewed it in the afternoon. I just reheated it. I followed the recipe my mother gave me. It tastes good. Wife, this is the candied haws I bought in the afternoon. You Try it, it's very delicious, my wife, and this must be eaten, this is green plum, my mother mailed it over in the afternoon..." In the restaurant, Ou Xiangbei stood beside Zhou Chuyu, with one hand on Zhou Chuyu's shoulder, pointing Eating all kinds of delicacies, talking attentively.

Zhou Chuyu sat there wearily, looking at the bowl of hot chicken soup in front of him, his exhaustion disappeared instantly.

A warm feeling lingered in her heart, making her feel satisfied and happy.

This kind of life is what she wants. The two of them will live a peaceful and comfortable life together.

Now, she is very happy, with a man she truly loves and a lovely baby in her womb.

Zhou Chuyu stroked his lower abdomen lightly, picked up the spoon, and took a sip of the soup slowly.

The delicious taste spread in his mouth, but Zhou Chuyu was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Before, she never thought that one day, the bohemian Ou Xiangbei would walk into the kitchen to make soup for her.

She couldn't help but picture Ou Xiangbei stewing soup in her mind, dressed in bright home clothes and a white apron, standing in front of the stove, clumsily stirring the soup in the pot...

Thinking about such a picture, the corners of Zhou Chuyu's mouth could not help but evoke a perfect arc...

The so-called, the prodigal son will not be exchanged for money.

Seeing Zhou Chuyu's tearful smile, Ou Xiangbei shrugged his shoulders, sat down, crossed his legs, stroked her cheek with his hand, and said, "Dear wife, why are you crying? Is it too bad to drink?" ?”

Zhou Chuyu smiled, picked up the soup bowl, drank all the soup in one gulp, then held his hand and said, "Ou Xiangbei, my husband, thank you...I love you."

"Hmm... Zhou Chuyu, my wife, I love you too..." Ou Xiangbei held Zhou Chuyu's face in both hands, smiled, and narrowed his eyes again...

Ou Xiangbei felt very happy.

People who have really experienced those stupid years will understand that the happiest thing is to grow old together with the woman they love and watch the water flow...

"Honey, can I kiss you?" Ou Xiangbei asked again.