Dear President, take it easy

When the four eyes met, compared to Qiao Weiwei's embarrassment, Qiu Rong was much more calm and calm.

Qiurong grinned brightly at her and said, "Sister Weiwei, come and sit down..."

The coolness leaves automatically.

"Qiurong... is she feeling better?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

Qiu Rong nodded: "That's a lot."

Qiao Weiwei looked at her and said, "Don't worry, I have nothing to do with Liang Yi, I only love one person in my heart, and it will always be..."

"Hush...Sister Weiwei, this has nothing to do with you, you are innocent too, and you have no way to control Brother Yi's heart, it's all his own wishful thinking to like you." Qiu Rong shook her head and said.

There was a bright smile on the corner of her mouth again, that smile was sunny and bright, like a refreshing wind in midsummer, so clean, it made people feel refreshed.

Although Qiu Rong was making trouble, she understood that these things had nothing to do with Qiao Weiwei.

"Qiu Rong, it's good that you understand." Qiao Weiwei nodded.

Not to mention that Qiu Rong is her savior, as far as the relationship these days is concerned, she already likes Qiu Rong very much, and she doesn't want herself and Qiu Rong to become estranged because of the coolness.

Qiao Weiwei is like this, she will let go of the person she cares about, and she will let go of all kindness if she doesn't care, and trample it under her feet.

"I've always understood, and I've never blamed you. I just blame my brother... I really can't figure it out. Although I'm not as good as you, I'm pretty good anyway. Why doesn't he like me?" Qiu Rong blinked her big, swollen eyes like walnuts, full of puzzlement.

She has been well protected since she was a child, and there are many things she has never experienced. It is precisely because of this that she is simpler than others. She rarely hates anyone, hates anyone...

Although she has experienced the pain of losing her mother, although she has also experienced some things, her world is still much cleaner and purer than ordinary people.

Qiu Rong pouted, letting Qiao Weiwei hug her, and said: "I like you very much too. Although you sometimes look cold on the outside, you are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and you are very beautiful and upright. Very capable, there seems to be nothing hard to get you in this world, uh...so, Brother Yi likes you so much."

When she said the last sentence, Qiu Rong's expression obviously darkened.

"Qiurong, as long as you persevere, I believe you can melt away the chill..." Qiao Weiwei said again.

In fact, from Qiao Weiwei's point of view, Liangyi's treatment of Qiurong is very special, at least very caring, although it is not love, but it is also a kind of care.

She believes that in the end, Liang Yi will definitely fall in love with the little flower in the greenhouse beside her, and she also really feels that Qiu Rong is the most suitable woman for Liang Yi.

"Well, I will stick to it... In this life, I will not marry him, hum..." Qiu Rong mischievously put her chin on Qiao Weiwei's shoulder, and her fingers kept entwining Qiao Weiwei's wine-red hair, with a smile on her face. The stock is stubborn.

Qiao Weiwei smiled, hugging her like a big sister.

Suddenly, Qiu Rong became sad again...

She sighed for a long time, and said: "I hope brother Yi can find Qiu Rong in the end... Otherwise, Qiu Rong will be very sad."

"Most definitely……"

The episode of Qiao Weiwei, Qiurong, Liangyi, and the three of them also came to an end after Qiurong and Qiao Weiwei's honesty.

The three tacitly did not tell the third person about this matter.

This incident naturally became the little secret of the three of them before.

*…*

In City V this year, there is more snow than usual.

<g前，一身白睡衣的乔薇薇一边rou着惺忪的睡眼，一边看着脚下那一大片的白。

In the current world, the white is simple and elegant, and the white is spotless.

The servants are cleaning and playing in that white world...

Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth. Suddenly, she seemed to be going down to build a snowman...

In my memory, when my mother was alive, every year when it snowed, the two of them would always brave the wind and snow and make snowmen in the snow. The snowman that mother made was very beautiful...

Thinking of that scene, Qiao Weiwei's eye sockets became moist involuntarily...

Suddenly, she missed her mother so much...

From the bottom of my heart, the hatred of the mistress Chen Bihua surged out again.

Although her mother, Qiao Zhihai, and Chen Bihua have all gone to another world, every time she thinks about the past, her heart feels as uncomfortable as if there were thousands of ants crawling around.

The next second, she fell into a warm embrace.

A faint breath of mint came from the nose.

Liang Bo hugged her from behind, but didn't see the rosiness in her eyes.

He rested his perfectly lined chin on her shoulder and asked, "What are you thinking? So fascinated."

Qiao Weiwei opened her eyes hard, then sighed, and said, "Let's go out and make a snowman later, shall we?"

"Okay... just in the yard, I'll tell them not to sweep the snow first." Liang Bo said.

Qiao Weiwei nodded...

After breakfast, Qiao Weiwei and Liangbo walked to the yard holding hands.

The feet stepped on the snow and made a "creak, creak" sound.

The snow continued to fall.

Qiao Weiwei patted the snowflakes on the cool and thin black coat, then tidied up her white down jacket and said, "Let's start..."

Cool nodded.

Liang Bo swears that this is his first time making a snowman.

Ever since he was able to walk and talk, his life has been under the control of his parents.

When other children had snowball fights and snowmen, he recited three hundred Tang poems at home. When other children played with toys together, he was forced by his parents to learn multiple languages ​​and various self-defense techniques...

Looking back, Liang Bo felt that he had no childhood.

In the snow, Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei half knelt there, carefully making their own snowmen with their hands...

Half an hour later, the snowman was ready.

Qiao Weiwei's is a little rough, but her cool is as delicate as a sculpture...

"The first pile...may not be perfect..." Liang Bo frowned, looked at the little snowman under his feet, and said.

With a dark face, Qiao Weiwei leaned towards him and asked, "Are you sure this is the first time?"

"Well, I've never done such a naive thing..." Liang Bo said again.

"Okay... okay..." Qiao Weiwei nodded.

In the snow, the snowmen standing side by side are like the two of them, smiling very happily...

"The ugly snowman I made is you, and the beautiful snowman you made is me... Do you have any objections?" Qiao Weiwei asked, holding her cold hand.

Liangbo shook his head: "Whatever you say is what you say, dare I have any objection?" <I'm so proud, I always treat Liangbo with a slap in the face...<I'm so proud..." Qiao Weiwei said again.

"So, you just found out." Liang Bo said, turning his face to the side and looking at her face that was flushed red by the wind.

"Well... I'm afraid if this goes on, I'll go to heaven, Mr. Bo, what if you can't bear my temper anymore?" Qiao Weiwei said half-jokingly.

"As long as you don't give me a cuckold or something, we can discuss other things. I am willing to spoil Qiao Weiwei until other men can't stand her temper... In this way, Qiao Weiwei will always be cold Thin." Liang Bo pulled her into his arms...

Two people hug each other tightly in the wind and snow...

On the second floor, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Qianfang in a bathing suit stood there, looking at the two hugging people downstairs, frowning deeply...

Qiao Weiwei hugged the two for a long time, until a flamboyant orange Ferrari stopped beside them, and they let go of each other...

Guo Xiaoni quickly jumped out of the car...

Today's Guo Xiaoni is wearing a short black down jacket with a pair of black leather pants and black knee-high boots. She is still very handsome...

Guo Xiaoni quickly walked up to Liangbo Qiao Weiwei, walked around the two snowmen, and said, "Tsk tsk...you two, why are you so childish? I haven't piled up snowmen since I was a child..."

"That's right, you never made snowmen since you were a child, you only beat boys into 'snowmen' in the snow..." said Liangbo.

"Cut...that's a must. Think back, I used to be quite domineering." Guo Xiaoni walked to Liangbo and said.

"Pfft..." Qiao Weiwei couldn't help laughing.

There is someone like Guo Xiaoni, who was not ashamed of fighting when she was a child, but proud of it, and she likes to show off when she is fine.

"By the way, I went to the bar to dance yesterday, and I saw the son of the former Bank of America president, the one I used to beat up when I was in junior high school, shit, that guy has started his own company now, and he's doing well. The most important thing is that he pretended to be 13 and actually bullied a female waiter in a bar... Tsk tsk... He had to let people drink with him, and if the little girl refused, he would pour wine on her..." Guo Xiaoni said again.

"and then?"

"Then, I went over and beat him up again. He didn't recognize me at all, and asked who I was..."

I said, "Don't ask me who I am, please call me Red Scarf..."

And then I'm off...

Guo Xiaoni's words made Qiao Weiwei blush, because it was really funny.

Liang Bo was still calm, with an expression of indifference, he patted Guo Xiaoni on the shoulder: "Red Scarf, what are you doing here?"