Dear President, take it easy

"Oh!"

Deafening gunshots echoed in the baroque hall.

The voice instantly tore through the pitch-black night.

"what……"

With Mu Fan's scream, the icy bullet flew towards the gorgeous European-style chandelier in an instant...

"Wow..." In an instant, the chandelier was torn apart, and crystal scum fell to the ground like raindrops.

The crystal lamp suddenly went out, leaving only other small lamps emitting a faint light...

The world is no longer as bright as it was just now.

Sun Xiaoran took a deep breath, looked at Qiao Weiwei beside her, but didn't dare to speak.

Qiao Weiwei's hand that lightly tapped her thigh stopped suddenly, her hands clenched tightly into fists.

It was Qiao Weiwei's expectation that Liang Bo would not kill Mu Fan.

She snorted coldly, but didn't speak.

She wanted to see what Liangbo was going to do next!

Qiao Weiwei raised her chin slightly, and squinted at Liang Bo and Mu Fan who were confronting each other in front of them, as stable as Mount Tai, noble and cold.

"Little Liangzi, after all, you still can't bear to part with me..." Mu Fan smiled, with a bit of complacency in that smile, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He can be cruel to anyone, but she knows that he can never be really cruel to her.

He can forget about her, but it is impossible for him to forget the beautiful and bright memories she left for him.

It's even more impossible for him to be willing to shoot her down.

Liang Bo gave Mu Fan a cold look, continued to pinch her neck, and waved to the bodyguard outside the door.

The bodyguards then filed in, stood in a row in front of Liang Bo and Mu Fan, nodded respectfully, and said in unison: "Master Bo!"

"Send her to the police station, and hand over all her criminal evidence to the police, and let them handle it according to the law!" Leng Bo coldly ordered.

"Little Liangzi...you, you want me to be punished? Send me to jail?" Mu Fan frowned, looking at Liangbo, tears glistened.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished by the law!" Leng Bo snorted coldly.

Two bodyguards stepped forward quickly and handcuffed Mu Fan.

Liang Bo closed his eyes, handed Mu Fan to the bodyguards, turned around, walked up to Qiao Weiwei, and sat down.

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, looking at Mu Fan who was quickly carried out by the bodyguards, the look in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

"I knew that you wouldn't really kill her, hehe, the law will punish you, Mr. Bo, do your parents know that you are so law-abiding?" Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, and quickly entered the elevator.

"Master Bo, since I'm fine, I'll go first." Sun Xiaoran got up, looked at Liang Bo, and said.

Time has passed, and looking at Liangbo like this again, there will be no waves in her heart, and her heart will never beat because of this man again.

Liang Bo waved to her, and then quickly entered the elevator.

Looking at the place where he used to live, Sun Xiaoran tidied up his clothes, and then walked out quickly.

At the gate of Dreamland, Zeus was standing leaning on the car with a cigarette in his hand. The bright street lamps coated his silver hair with an orange halo.

"Are you done?" Zeus asked, taking a puff of his cigarette and looking at the door, where Mu Fan was being forced into the car by the security guard.

"I thought Master Bo would kill her, but in the end, he didn't..." Sun Xiaoran smiled wryly.

"Do you want her to die?" Zeus asked, scrutinizing Sun Xiaoran's face with evil eyes.

Sun Xiaoran nodded, stroked her fresh short hair, and said with a smile: "I hope, a person like her is very damnable. Actually, I am also very damnable."

Zeus gave Sun Xiaoran a meaningful look, and then opened the car door for her: "Now that the dust has settled, I will send you back to Ye's side tomorrow."

Sun Xiaoran sat on the co-pilot seat, looked at Zeus, and said, "What about you?"

"Continue to be a hermit." Zeus sneered, then closed the car door, and got into the car from the other side...

Dream Garden, bedroom.

In the bedroom, Qiao Weiwei stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, her hands painted with bright red nail polish, tightly grasping the railing.

She knew that there were many unforgettable memories between Liang Bo and Mu Fan.

She also knew that it was human nature for Liang Bo to be reluctant to kill Mu Fan.

However, she just felt uncomfortable.

The reason for the discomfort was still because Liang Bo cared a little about Mu Fan in his heart.

Perhaps, she is really an extreme perfectionist...

The secret door opened slowly, and a ray of light orange light shot out from the door.

Putting down the remote control, Qiao Weiwei quickly entered the gun room...

Putting on earmuffs and a blindfold, she quickly took out a delicate silver pistol from the wall...

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the red bullseye, she frowned, and pulled the trigger one by one.

Liang Bo stood quietly at the door, looking at her, leaning against the door with deep eyes.

The pale orange eyes reflected on his god-given facial features, covering that face with an impenetrable complexity.

The gunfire stopped abruptly.

Qiao Weiwei took a breath, turned around, looked at Liang Bo, and pointed the gun at him.

Liang Bo was indifferent, still maintaining the original posture, with calm eyes.

Looking at the cold and calm look, Qiao Weiwei frowned, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised a cold and hungry arc...

"Boom..." She quickly pulled the trigger...

Accompanied by a loud noise, the cold bullet brushed past the cool and thin neck, and was deeply embedded in the wooden door frame...

It was only a hair's breadth away, and the bullet would have pierced the main artery in his neck.

Liang Bo still looked as stable as Mount Tai, like an emperor who ruled the world, with a calm and indifferent look all over his body.

"Don't be afraid, did I kill you?"

"Are you willing?" Liang Bo stood up straight and walked in front of her step by step.

The slender fingers gently grasped her right hand holding the gun, and with a little force, the gun in her hand fell into his palm in an instant...

"Heh..." Qiao Weiwei sneered, and quickly withdrew her hand.

In her heart, she still held her breath.

Liang Bo looked down at her with deep eyes.

In this world, Qiao Weiwei was the only woman who dared to talk to him like this.

He stretched out his long arms domineeringly and took her into his arms.

She struggled, but he exerted more force, not allowing her to move an inch.

She felt that the next second, she seemed to be suffocating in his arms.

"Let me go!" Qiao Weiwei said coldly.

Cool and thin, but still looks unshakable.

"Let go of me!!!" Qiao Weiwei spoke again, stood on tiptoe, bit his neck hard with her teeth.

The smell of blood spread in her mouth, she bit harder...

He frowned, let out a cry of pain, and slowly let go of her, put his hands on her shoulders, looked at her, and said, "Still angry because I can't do it?"

"Yes!" Qiao Weiwei said bluntly.

The tip of her tongue licked off the blood that belonged to him on her lips, and she swallowed the bloody liquid.

For some reason, she just felt inexplicably wronged.

What she cares about is not whether he kills that woman, but the only sliver of care in his heart that no one else can shake for that woman...

She knew that she was making trouble for no reason, but she just couldn't control herself.

When a person cares too much about a person, her behavior is often a little extreme, as if she...

"I apologize." His tone softened, he held her face and moved his lips.

"Hehe..." Qiao Weiwei sneered, pushed him away, and walked directly into the bathroom.

After locking the door, she walked quickly to the bathtub.

Looking at the oil painting he personally drew for her in front of the bathtub, her eyes gradually became complicated.

Looking at the self in the painting who was wearing pink gauze and standing in a golden cage, she shook her head, and then put a bathtub of warm water in.

Taking off the clothes on her body, she slowly submerged herself into the huge golden bathtub.

Holding the bathtub wall with one hand, she slowly closed her eyes.

After taking a shower and calming down for a while, she returned to the bedroom with a bath towel on.In the bedroom, there was a thick smell of cigarettes.

The air seemed to have condensed into lumps.

Looking at him standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Qiao Weiwei quickly walked to his side...

"You must think I'm weird. You've already sent her to prison, but I'm not going to let you go. I not only shot you, but also bit you..." Qiao Weiwei smiled, took the cigarette in his hand, and took a sip .

Liang Bo shook his head, through the thin smoke, turned his face to the side, looked at her, and shook his head.

He knew everything she was thinking.

"Perhaps, I really care about this relationship too much. I feel that I am about to lose myself gradually. I feel that I am not me anymore." Qiao Weiwei had no choice but to take another puff of cigarette.

"Woman, I'm sorry, the two of us will have a good time, huh?" Liang Bo gently stroked her face and said.

Qiao Weiwei nodded.

He hugged her tightly from behind...

There was silence between the two of them...

The next day.

Cafe.

Sunlight diffuses lazily into every corner of the cafe through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

At the time of the handover between early morning and noon, there was no one in the coffee shop.

On the seat by the window, Qiao Weiwei and Sun Xiaoran, who was covered by Heichao, sat facing each other, with different expressions on their faces.

Qiao Weiwei stared at Sun Xiaoran coldly, stirred the coffee in the cup, and said, "The common enemy you and I have fallen, what else do you need to come to me today?"

Sun Xiaoran smiled, shook his head, and said, "There's nothing else, but I'm going back to England in the afternoon and I want to say goodbye to you. Say goodbye."

"Let's say goodbye forever. I don't want to see you again. Even if you gave me evidence and helped me solve Mu Fan... My hatred for you still exists in my heart." Qiao Weiwei put down the coffee spoon, then raised her eyes , looking at Sun Xiaoran's face.

Under Heichao, Sun Xiaoran's eyes darkened.

Sun Xiaoran got up, picked up the Chanel diamond bag on the back of the chair, and said, "I'm leaving, I wish you and Liangbo happiness forever."

Qiao Weiwei stood up, smiled coldly, and said, "Thank you..."

Sun Xiaoran smiled, turned around, and quickly walked out the door.

At the door, Sun Xiaoran stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and once again set his gaze on Qiao Weiwei's face...