Dear President, take it easy

Seeing Mu Fan gracefully coming out of the red lotus sports car, Liang Bo paused.

When the two looked at each other, they had different expressions on their faces.

For today's encounter, Mu Fan also felt quite incredible.

She just came here to meet Louzhu's appointment, she never thought that she would meet him.

Looking not far away, the handsome man standing on the doorstep, Mu Fan's heart began to beat violently again.

He is so good, so shining.

Everyone around Liangbo knew about the scandal between Liangbo and Mu Fan, after all, the circle of high society is very small.

Seeing this situation, everyone immediately said goodbye to Liang Bo, and then left quickly.

After everyone left, Liang Bo walked up to Mu Fan with his slender legs.

"What a coincidence." Liang Bo looked at her with a calm expression.

Compared to the cool and calm clouds and breezy wind, Mu Fan's heart was already turbulent.

She forcibly suppressed her emotions, looked at him, smiled unnaturally, with a touch of excitement in her eyes, and said: "Yes, little Liangzi, what a coincidence, how have you been recently?"

"Well, very good..." Liang Bo nodded.

Such a conversation, such a look in his eyes, instantly opened the distance between the two of them.

His indifference made Mu Fan feel like a knife was piercing his heart.

Those warm and vivid pictures in the memory came surging like a tide, which deeply hurt her heart.

In the past, she never thought that one day the relationship between her and Liang Bo would become like this.

In the past, she always thought that she and Liang Bo could live forever.

Damn Qianfang, damn Qiao Weiwei, and this damn time have really changed them too much.

The faint scent of mint came with the wind, Mu Fan took a breath and said, "I haven't eaten yet, do you want to accompany me to eat?"

Liang Bo shook his head and said, "No..."

"It's normal for ordinary friends to have a meal together, right?" Mu Fan smiled, pretending to be hearty.

Liang Bo said: "I still have something to do. I won't accompany you for dinner."

With that said, Liang Bo patted her on the shoulder, and Gu Qiao walked towards his Bugatti Veyron surrounded by bodyguards.

Seeing this, Mu Fan immediately bit his lower lip, pretending to be weak and fell to the ground, panting.

When she fainted, Liang Bo's heart tightened.

He immediately squatted down, lifted her up carefully, let her lean on him, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know. It might be the hypoglycemia caused by dieting. It's always been like this recently. Go home and rest and drink a glass of sugar water." Mu Fan pretended to be weak and leaned against him, greedily inhaling the faint scent of mint on his body Son.

Liang Bo frowned, looked at her face, and said, "You're not fat, why are you on a diet?"

"Can I trouble you to take me home first?"

"Um……"

Liang Bo nodded, supported her, and walked towards his Bugatti Veyron.

Seeing this, the bodyguards immediately nodded respectfully to the two of them, and then looked at each other.

One of the bodyguards opened the car door for Liang Bo.

"Be careful." Liang Bo warned, carefully put her in the co-pilot's seat, and then got into the car from the other side of the car.

Back at Mu Fan's house, Liang Bo immediately carried her across the sofa.

"Xiao Liangzi, can you go and pour me a cup of sugar water? It's in the refrigerator." Mu Fan continued to lean on the back of the sofa pretending to be weak, looking at the expressionless face above his head, and asked flatteringly.

Nodding coldly, he quickly walked into the kitchen.

The furnishings and decoration of the kitchen are exactly the same as the previous kitchen of Liang's old house.

The spotless world in front of him brought back thousands of memories in him.

When they were young, the two of them always liked to secretly go to the kitchen to cook food in the middle of the night. He helped her, and she stepped on a small bench to cook delicious meals for her.

After growing up, Mu Fan began to like to study pastries. Every weekend, the two of them would spend half a day in the kitchen making all kinds of pastries.

Walking to the big milky white table in the middle of the kitchen, caressing the table with cold thin hands, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This table was exactly the same as the pastry table he remembered.

Standing here, time seemed to go back many years ago, and he seemed to be able to smell the sweetness of the pastry.

In the ears, the laughter of the two of them many years ago sounded again.

In his mind, some memories flooded in, entwining his heart.

With a long sigh, he shook his head, then, he walked to the big refrigerator and took out the iced sugar water in the refrigerator.

After pouring a glass of sugar water for Mu Fan, Liang Bo quickly walked out of the kitchen, and then returned to the living room.

After putting a cup of sugar water on the tea table, he sat down gracefully across from Mu Fan.

Mu Fan picked up the sugar water, drank it all in one gulp, and said in a low voice, "When you have low blood sugar, it's best to drink some sugar, and you'll be full of energy all at once."

"The kitchen, have you redecorated it?" Liang Bo said.

"Well, I moved the kitchen in my memory here, and wanted to leave some memories for myself." Mu Fan smiled.

"..." Liangbo raised his eyebrows, stood up, squinted at her, and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Mu Fan put down his water glass, got up staggeringly, walked up to Liang Bo, and said, "I'm not a man-eating tiger, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Little Liangzi, your attitude towards me now makes me feel very sad , I just want to be ordinary friends with you."

"..." Liang Bo was silent.

"Times have really changed." Mu Fan smiled wryly.

"Let's go..." he said.

Mu Fan stood where he was, watching him leave without stepping forward to stop him.

Seeing his leaving back, she burst into tears, and her hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched into fists.

It seems that she has to think of other ways, it's really not good to always sit and wait like this.

Lou Zhu's phone call came at this moment.

The vibrating sound of the phone interrupted Mu Fan's thoughts.

Mu Fan frowned, impatiently took out the phone from his pocket, and pressed answer.

"Hey……?"

"What's going on, Fanfan, we agreed to come over for dinner, but you still haven't come?"

"Understood, just wait there."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Fan grabbed the phone firmly and said, "Aren't you annoying!"

After leaving Mu Fan's house, Liang Bo drove the car to Qiao's...

In the office of the president of Qiao's Group, Qiao Weiwei, who had finished her heavy work, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaning on the railing, smoking a cigarette, overlooking the bustling, busy and crowded below her feet.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Weiwei moved her sore neck and closed her eyes.

The door of the office was opened silently.

The familiar footsteps made Qiao Weiwei slowly open her eyes.

Through the transparent glass, Qiao Weiwei saw the coldness that was coming towards her step by step.

As soon as Liang Bo walked behind her, he hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said, "Smoking again."

Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath of the cigarette, turned around, held the cigarette in one hand, hooked her thin neck with the other, raised her chin slightly, and slowly poured the smoke from her mouth onto his cheek, saying: "What's wrong? Can't you?"

The way she smokes is particularly flavorful, especially when she pours out her eye circles, she looks like a noble lady from a wealthy family in Shanghai during the Republic of China.

"You can do whatever you like..." Liang Bo looked at her, wrapping his hands around her waist naturally, and said.

Qiao Weiwei smiled, brought the remaining half of the cigarette in her hand to Liang Thin's lips, wrapped her hands around his neck, and said, "Just finished lunch with them?"

Liang Bo let go of Qiao Weiwei with one hand, grabbed the cigarette, took a sip, and said, "Well, that's it"

While speaking, the smoke from his mouth flowed out like a tulle, gently brushing her face.

"Tomorrow, I have to fly to L city to see the situation of the branch office. I will probably not be able to come back until the day after tomorrow."

"Understood." Qiao Weiwei nodded and said, "I'll wait for you."

*…*…*…*…*…*

At the same time, a high-end restaurant.

In the private room, Mu Fan and Lou Zhu sat face to face, quietly enjoying a Chinese feast.

The atmosphere between the two was a little cold.

"Have your son and Sun Xiaoran finished their journey? Where are they traveling? Have you not contacted them yet?" Mu Fan pretended to unintentionally bring up the topic he was most concerned about.

"No, I haven't been able to contact that kid until now, I don't know what they are doing..." Lou Zhu said again.

Mu Fan frowned in disappointment. .

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and the more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt.

The two of them travel as long as they travel, why do they have to make it so mysterious, and even cut off contact with the outside world.

Could it be that Sun Xiaoran recovered his memory?

Then, in order to protect her, Lou Ye took her into hiding on purpose?

After doing something wrong, she would feel afraid of any disturbance.

Any small matter, when it comes to her, will be habitually magnified infinitely.

With a shake of her hand, the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground instantly.

The sound of chopsticks landing was particularly abrupt in the quiet space.

Lou Zhu raised his head, looked at Mu Fan's frightened face and asked, "Fanfan, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Fan shuddered, took a deep breath, got up, walked to Lou Zhu, knelt down, and said, "Do me a favor!"

She thinks that she can no longer hide from Lou Zhu, and she needs to ask Lou Zhu for help.

"What?" Lou Zhu looked at her and asked.

"At the beginning, I pushed Sun Xiaoran off the cliff. I think she disappeared suddenly with Lou Ye, maybe it was because she remembered something and was afraid that I would attack her, so she hid with Lou Ye. When it comes to traveling, there is no need for them to make it so mysterious. If it is true as I said, then Sun Xiaoran will not be able to continue to live. Even if my guess is wrong, even if she does not recover her memory, I cannot continue to keep her. She must die!" Mu Fan continued, a terrifying murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Mu Fan's words made Lou Zhu feel a little shocked.

He didn't expect that such things had happened between Sun Xiaoran and Mu Fan.

"She is the woman my son likes...!"

"If you continue to keep her alive, sooner or later she will tell Liang Bo everything. They are hiding now, maybe they are secretly collecting evidence against me? If that is the case, then I will be finished. I Please, help me, okay?" Mu Fan grabbed Lou Zhu's trouser legs, tears streaming down his face.

Lou Zhu frowned, looked at her, and said nothing.

After a long time, he finally nodded.

Her tears made him unable to refuse.

In the world of love, the party who pays more will always be at a disadvantage, for example, Lou Zhu.

He knew that he was too old to like a little girl like her, but he just liked her.

He likes her beautiful appearance, young body, good figure, everything about her.

Even if she has someone else in her heart, he still likes her.

"Beep beep..."

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted the chat between Mu Fan and Lou Zhu.

Mu Fan got up immediately, wiped away his tears, and took out his phone.

Seeing a series of unfamiliar numbers, she immediately pressed the answer button...

"Miss Mu, our president will go to city l tomorrow. Moreover, he will stay in the Liangshi Group Hotel in city l."

The caller was none other than Xiaoping, a young secretary in Liangbo's secretary's office, whom she bought.

Xiaoping, although she can't touch the group's secrets, let alone have any authority, but she can know the CEO's schedule, that's enough, and she doesn't need anything else.

"understood."

After saying that, Mu Fan hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Fan looked at Lou Zhu and said, "Tomorrow, I'm going to L City."

Lou Zhu, who had already listened to the contents of the phone call, nodded and said, "Well, let's go."