Dear President, take it easy

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Liang Bo sitting at her desk.

He was playing with his mobile phone, and the thin warm sun scattered on his body, making him look extraordinarily charming.

At this moment, he is elegant and quiet, but he still has the aura of dominating the world.

This man was born to be a stunner, enchanting and glamorous...

Sometimes, Qiao Weiwei always felt that he was a lucky man who was loved by God, and his IQ, appearance, identity, background, and everything were all first-class...

"Why? Why don't you come here? Am I so good-looking?" Liang Bo put down his phone and waved at her with a smile on his face.

Qiao Weiwei tossed her hair back, and when she tossed her hair away, a faint fragrance filled her nostrils.

She walked up to him, sat on the desk, swayed her feet, and said, "Looks good, very good-looking...Why is my man so good-looking?"

"Good genes, there is no way..." Liang Bo is not modest.

"Not humble..."

"What is humility?" he asked, his tone calm and bland.

"Go..." Qiao Weiwei smiled, and said again: "Why are you here? Miss me?"

"Chu Yu asked us to come over for lunch. Auntie Xin made your favorite chicken wings. The chickens are all wild. They are very good. Say yes." Liang Bo said.

"Okay then, let's go..." Qiao Weiwei said.

Cool nodded.

【Ou Xiangbei Home】

As soon as Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo entered, they heard Zhou Chuyu teasing Ou Yimo in the living room.

The two nodded and smiled at Xin Qing.

Xin Qing looked at them, rubbed her wet hands on the apron, and said with a smile: "Please come in quickly. Yimo is still awake, you two go play with her..."

When mentioning her little granddaughter, Xin Qing smiled all over her face.

"Okay." Qiao Weiwei smiled, then put on her shoes, and walked into the living room with Liang Bo.

The two sat on either side of Zhou Chuyu.

"Yimo, your godfather, godmother is here. What do you mean by blinking your eyes wide? Are you saying hello to your godmother? Huh? Little Yimo?" Zhou Chuyu shook his arms lightly Ou Yimo in the white baby dress, said.

Qiao Weiwei took Ou Yimo from Zhou Chuyu's arms, couldn't help but kissed her tender and tender mouth, and then said, "Little Yimo, little Yimo~~~"

Ou Yimo looked at Qiao Weiwei constantly moving her chubby little hands, and blinked her eyes, as if she could understand her words...

"Our little Yimo, the more she looks the better... she will definitely be a super beautiful woman when she grows up..." Qiao Weiwei looked at Ou Yimo in her arms and said.

"Woo..." Ou Yimo babbled, then blinked again.

"This child is so good." Liang Bo said.

"Yeah, every morning when I get up, I just lie there and kick my legs, play by myself, neither crying nor making troubles. It's really a worry-free child..." Zhou Chuyu looked at his precious daughter and said.

"Such a child must be a little lady when she grows up." Qiao Weiwei raised her eyebrows at Ou Yimo and said with a smile.

"Oh..." Ou Yimo yawned, and then closed her eyes.

"That's right, the child is up to you..." He looked at Ou Yimo with love and coldness.

"Sleeping, shh..." Qiao Weiwei said softly, and then patted Ou Yimo with her hands.

Ou Yimo fell asleep sweetly in her arms, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on her face.

"I really like your Ou Yimo so much, how can you be so obedient... I don't know what my future child will look like." Qiao Weiwei hugged Ou Yimo and whispered.

"Your future child must be cuter than Yimo..." Zhou Chuyu said.

Qiao Weiwei laughed.

"Where's Ou Xiangbei? Are you coming back for lunch?" Liang Bo asked.

"I went to my company. We haven't been to the company for several days. I asked him to go and have a look... If he doesn't come back at noon, he will eat at the company." Zhou Chuyu said.

Here, the sun is still shining brightly in V City, China, while on the other side, New York, USA, is bustling at night...

【new York】

Hilton Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Ning Motong and Liangyi's mother Wan Lingling, who had just finished a fierce entanglement in the bedroom, were sitting by the French window at the moment, drinking red wine facing each other.

Under the table, the feet of the two are tightly hooked together...

Wan Lingling poured another glass of wine for herself, then gently shook the bewitching red liquid in the glass, sniffed the fragrant smell, and said, "It's really good wine..."

The sweat on her body was not completely dry, her hair was just hanging on the right side, she was indescribably charming...

Recently, she just had a beauty injection, and she looks younger and more beautiful...

"How is Liang Tianyou doing recently?" Wan Lingling asked.

"It's still the same, it's been lingering." Ning Motong looked at her face and curled his lips.

Wan Lingling squinted her eyes, tapped the table with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and said: "This old man, he has cancer and can survive like this... I should die quickly. When he dies, my coolness will come." You will be able to take the position, and then, we can deal with our enemy Liang Tianyou together... By then, the entire Liang family will be yours and mine..."

"I also want him to die soon..." Ning Motong said again.

After finishing speaking, Ning Motong put down his wine glass and looked at the clock.

It's getting late.

"Are you going back?" Ning Motong asked.

Actually, he didn't want her to go back, he just wanted to sit face to face with her...

Although they are using each other, but he is not without feelings for her.

Wan Lingling drank the wine in the glass: "Well, it's time to go...I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, Wan Lingling got up and walked in front of Ning Motong.

Ning Motong got up.

She straightened the shirt on Ning Motong's body with her pale hands, then, standing on tiptoe, kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "I'm leaving, don't contact me for the next week, because, I I want to go to Switzerland with that old man."

Ning Motong greedily inhaled the faint fragrance of her body, and said, "Okay, I see..."

Then, he hugged her.

Wan Lingling's eyes narrowed slightly where he couldn't see.

Soon, she regained her smile. She pushed him away winkingly, then turned around, picked up the white mink shawl on the chair, draped it over the long black skirt, and turned around directly with her bag in her hand. leave……

*…*

The next day.

[China V City]

Qianfang returned to the dream garden.

As soon as Qiao Weiwei walked in at noon, she saw Qianfang sitting there drinking coffee.

The expression on Qiao Weiwei's face turned cold, then, she changed into her shoes, pushed Liang Bo away, walked in front of Qian Fang, and sat down.

Qian Fang gave Qiao Weiwei a cold look, but didn't raise her head, and didn't pay attention to her...

"Auntie, you're here." Qiao Weiwei sat down and said politely.

If it wasn't for the sake of coolness, she wouldn't talk to this person at all.

Qian Fang glanced at Qiao Weiwei, but remained silent.

Qiao Weiwei frowned and took a deep breath. Although she was unhappy in her heart, she didn't say anything...

If possible, she really wanted to ask Qianfang, what is this woman proud of, and why she treats Qiao Weiwei like this again and again...

But she can't.

Because there is coolness.

Moreover, she also promised Liang Bo that she would not quarrel with Qian Fang.

Therefore, she is trying to suppress the anger in her heart.

She is a master who can't bear the slightest grievance. It is very rare for her to be able to do this.

Liang Bo quickly stepped forward, sat next to Qiao Weiwei, shook her hand, then looked at Qian Fang, and said, "Mom, you didn't say hello no matter how you came."

"I'm coming to my son's house, what else do I need to say hello to?" Qian Fang asked again.

"Master Bo, I'm going to sleep..." Qiao Weiwei got up and left directly.

"Look at her impolite appearance." Qian Fang said coldly, looking at Qiao Weiwei's leaving back.

"Mom, it's obvious that you went too far." Liang Bo frowned.

"I'm too much? Why am I too much? I hate her and ignore her, how can I be too much? Do I still have to smile with her? Who does she think she is? Everyone in the world has to support her? I told You, I just don't agree with you two being together. I think Xiaoni is much better than her, you can be with Xiaoni. With Qiao Weiwei, you will feel better in the future!" Qianfang said displeased.

She really doesn't like her son who has worked so hard to raise him for other women, especially that woman Qiao Weiwei...

This woman, like Liangyi's mother, Wan Lingling, is a vixen.

"Who do you think she is? She is my woman...Mom, this woman, we will definitely live together in the future, and we will get married and have children. You'd better get used to getting along with her from now on. Also, as for that Guo Xiaoni, don't mention it anymore, as I said, I don't have any feelings for her, and Xiaoni doesn't like me either, so don't bother with us." Liang Bo frowned and said .

He especially doesn't like Qianfang interfering in his love life, it can be said that he hates it very much.

"If I say I don't agree, I don't agree."

"I don't agree with you, what do you want? Do you still treat Qiao Weiwei the same way you treated Mu Fan before? Unfortunately, she is not Mu Fan, and she doesn't follow your example... If my woman suffers any harm because of you, then , Mom, don't blame me for being ruthless...I hope you don't create another Mu Fan..." Liang Bo looked at Qian Fang seriously, every word and every word resounded loudly.

Qian Fang felt cold, and said, "Why are you talking to me!"

Liangbo got up and left directly.

Qian Fang slammed the magazine on the ground, glaring and frowning!

<g上的乔薇薇身边，居高临下地看着她，道：“干什么？干嘛拿我撒气？”

"I'm going to vent my anger on you, what's the matter?!" Qiao Weiwei pushed him away and said.

Liangbo took a step forward, sat down, took her into his arms, and said, "I've already told her... Don't frown? Frowns are prone to wrinkles."

"go……"

Qiao Weiwei pushed him away, but he hugged her even tighter.

*…*

At the same time, cool apartment.

Liang Yi returned home after finishing the announcement, and the living room was empty.

He took off his coat, and then pushed open the bedroom door.

The scene in front of him made his heart tighten...