Dear President, take it easy

After a long time, Zhou Chuyu slowly let go of Su Qingcheng.

Looking at Su Qingcheng's face, Zhou Chuyu's tears fell down again.

"Su Qingcheng...how is it lately?" One sentence choked her throat.

Su Qingcheng looked at Ou Xiangbei who was at the side, and then shifted his gaze to Zhou Chuyu's face.

He looked at her and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

Ou Xiangbei hesitated for a while, took a big step forward, patted Su Qingcheng's shoulder with one hand, and said, "Thank you."

Su Qingcheng smiled elegantly, looked at him, and said: "If you want to thank me, treat her well."

"Come and have a meal with us..." Zhou Chuyu said.

Su Qingcheng nodded: "Well, where are you going? Get in the car."

"Let's go to the blue restaurant in the city center." Ou Xiangbei put his hand on Su Qingcheng's shoulder, and said.

Su Qingcheng turned to look at him, and said, "Okay, let's go..."

A group of three came to a seven-star French restaurant in the center of Paris , ordered a table of French dinner.

After eating, Ou Xiangbei and Su Qingcheng came to the rooftop of the restaurant.

On an autumn afternoon, the whole of Paris exudes a lazy atmosphere.

On the rooftop, Ou Xiangbei and Su Qingcheng stood shoulder to shoulder, holding on to the railing, overlooking the scenery of Paris below them.

"Su Qingcheng..."

"If you want to say thank you or something, then leave it alone, I'm not for you, I'm for Zhou Chuyu." Su Qingcheng lit a cigarette, held it between his fingertips, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said.

Ou Xiangbei smiled, touched the white diamond earring on his left ear, looked at him, and said, "Su Qingcheng, I owe you my life."

"..." Su Qingcheng smiled without saying a word.

"Also, I'm sorry, I treated you like that before..."

In the past, Ou Xiangbei didn't like Su Qingcheng, it can be said that he hated him, just because Su Qingcheng was always sandwiched between him and Zhou Chuyu, and when Zhou Chuyu divorced him, Su Qingcheng didn't even have Zhou Chuyu going to have an abortion. tell him.

For various reasons, he didn't like this man Su Qingcheng.

But, thinking about it later, he shouldn't have hated Su Qingcheng at all. Everything was caused by him, Ou Xiangbei.

"It's nothing, Ou Xiangbei, treat Chu Yu well, she is a woman worthy of your cherishment. Please, don't do flirting anymore. Otherwise, if I find out, I will definitely snatch her back, and , never let go again." Su Qingcheng warned.

Ou nodded to the north.

*…*…*…*…*…*…*

a few days later.

The anniversary dinner of <Wangbei Hospital> was held in a high-end club.

All the staff of Wangbei Hospital and some of Ou Xiangbei's close friends were present.

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, there is a faint fragrance, singing and dancing.

In the sofa area, Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu, Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, Ning Meng, and Shen Zui sat together, chatting and drinking happily, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

In front of the pastry table not far away, while Mu Fan was slowly putting pastries into the white tray in his hand, he looked at Qiao Weiwei who was holding Qiao Weiwei's waist, talking and laughing with Ou Xiangbei and the others.

Tonight, he is wearing a gray shirt, black trousers, and an LV belt around his waist, simple and elegant.

He and Qiao Weiwei are so close, and their group looks so lively.

It's just that their lively small circle cannot be squeezed into by others no matter how crowded they are.

Not far away, his cold eyes accidentally touched Mu Fan.

When the four eyes met, Liang Bo just gave Mu Fan a cold look, then quickly averted his eyes and continued to smoke and drink.

Just this one glance made Mu Fan's heart surge.

She gasped, then picked up a glass of champagne from the champagne tower and drank it down.

Seeing how Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo hugged each other intimately, she was so jealous.

Picking up another glass of wine, Mu Fan walked to Ou Xiangbei's side on his slender legs.

The appearance of Mu Fan made the smiles on everyone's faces shrink instantly, and everyone's eyes instantly shifted to Mu Fan's face.

Liang Bo looked at her while smoking a cigarette, his eyes were light and expressionless.

"Can I sit down?" Mu Fan asked.

Qiao Weiwei casually played with the thin tie, without saying a word.

Mu Fan smiled, and sat directly in the empty seat next to Ou Xiangbei, touched his cup with Ou Xiangbei's, smiled calmly, and said, "Xiangbei, here, I wish our hopeful North Hospital is getting better and better..."

Ou Xiangbei nodded politely, raised his glass with her, and drank the wine in the glass.

After Qiao Weiwei gave her a cold look, she picked up the cigarette in Liang Bo's hand, took a strong puff, and then quickly threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the coffee table.

The cigarette butt that has not been extinguished is constantly emitting green smoke in the crystal ashtray.

Qiao Weiwei got up straight away and said, "The air here is not good, I'll go to the bathroom to get some air..."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Weiwei got up, bypassed Liang Bo, and walked into the bathroom.

In front of the sink inlaid with gold and diamonds, Qiao Weiwei pressed the pure gold faucet.

The shape of this faucet is quite unique, and the designer cleverly designed it into a little golden dragon.

Just lightly press the golden switch, and the clear warm water will immediately pour out from the dragon's mouth.

Facing the mirror, Qiao Weiwei straightened her burgundy curly curly hair with water, then took out the compact from the delicate white diamond handbag, and carefully applied her makeup.

In the spotless mirror, she reflected her appearance at the moment.

In the mirror, she has natural burgundy curly hair, fresh light makeup, a tight-fitting rose red mini dress, a Baroque-style diamond necklace around her neck, and two Cartier diamonds on her ears. White diamond stud earrings, bejeweled and charming.

"Crack..." Accompanied by the sound of pushing the door, Mu Fan in a white dress appeared in the mirror. .

Mu Fan in the mirror was dressed in a white dress, noble and elegant, with a non-aggressive smile on his face.

Compared with Qiao Weiwei's jewelry, Mu Fan, who didn't wear any jewelry, looked a bit shabby.

Seeing Mu Fan, Qiao Weiwei's face turned cold immediately.

"Miss Joe, shall we talk?"

Putting the powder puff back into the box, she smiled coldly, turned around, leaned on the sink with both hands, looked at her, and said, "I don't know, what is there to talk about between us?"

"Hehe, Miss Qiao, although I tried to snatch little Liangzi away from you before, but after so many things, I no longer have any illusions about little Liangzi, so you don't have to be so excited when you see me... ..." Mu Fan said with a duplicity smile.

"But I always think that the story of the three of us will not end so simply..." Qiao Weiwei raised her eyebrows, her eyes were full of indifference.

"That's because you think too much..." Mu Fan laughed without attacking force.

Mu Fan's eyes were full of truth, without a trace of falsehood.

"That's right..." Qiao Weiwei stood up straight with a smile, slowly took out a delicate lady's pistol from her handbag, and then pointed the gun at Mu Fan slowly...

The cold touch made Mu Fan's heart instantly rise to his throat.

Although she knew that Qiao Weiwei couldn't shoot, her heart was still agitated.

"Miss Joe, what are you doing?"

"Mu Fan, I hope everything you said is true, I hope you don't play any more tricks, otherwise, I, Qiao Weiwei, am not a vegetarian, you can go out and ask, what kind of person am I, Qiao Weiwei? If I, Qiao Weiwei, are not happy, I will make everyone in the world unhappy." Qiao Weiwei said coldly, with a noble and glamorous smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Fan is still gentle all over, like a spotless white lotus...

At this moment, Qiao Weiwei was on fire, enthusiastic and full of attack power.

And Mu Fan is a hot spring, gentle and non-aggressive.

"Of course, it's useless if you play tricks, because Mr. Bo only loves me, and now, to him, you are nothing..." Qiao Weiwei was domineering, aloof, like a queen.

Qiao Weiwei's words made Mu Fan extremely unhappy.

However, Mu Fan was born to be an excellent actor.

She is different from Qiao Weiwei, she will never show her emotions on her face.

No matter how angry his heart was, the expression on Mu Fan's face was still watertight.

She smiled and said: "Yes, to him, I am nothing, I understand, so I have quit, so, Miss Qiao, you don't have to be wary of me..."

"I'm wary of you? Are you worthy?" Qiao Weiwei sneered. After speaking, she opened the door, turned and left, arrogant and arrogant.

"Qiao Weiwei, who gave you the capital to make you so presumptuous!" Mu Fan said coldly in his heart, clenching his fists tightly into fists.

Opening the door, Mu Fan just saw Liang Bo coming out of the men's washroom,

Seeing Liang Bo, Mu Fan burst into tears immediately.

Being weak is a woman's best weapon to attract men's attention.

Seeing her crying, he frowned coldly, but didn't speak, just tidied up his clothes, then glanced at her, and left quickly...

"Little Liangzi..." Mu Fan stopped him.

Liang Bo paused, turned around, looked at her, and said, "What's the matter?"

Until now, Liang Bo still can't see her cry.

"Little Liangzi, I really don't have any fantasies about you now. I just want to be good friends with you and Ms. Qiao, but Ms. Qiao still seems to be very dissatisfied with me..." Mu Fan lowered his head, tears dripping on his face. Snow-white toes.

"If she said something to you, then I'll apologize to you on her behalf. Don't worry about her sharp mouth and bean curd heart, she is actually very kind." Liang Bo pressed his eyebrows, looked at her, and said.

Mu Fan nodded, and said, "Well, it's because I know her character, so even if she just pointed a gun at me and said something very exaggerated to me, I didn't get angry..."

Having said that, Mu Fan pretended to be wronged.

Liangbo frowned, stretched out his right hand, and Gu Qiao patted her shoulder, but stopped only half an inch away from her shoulder.

His right hand hung in the air for a long time before it slipped to his side.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and put it in her palm, turned and left...