Dear President, take it easy

"Do I need to express something?" Qiao Weiwei curled her lips, squeezed the cigarette in Liang Bo's hand, and slowly exhaled smoke rings, her tone and expression were so calm that people couldn't see or hear her at this moment Emotions.

"Don't want to ask something?" Liang Bo stretched out his hand, played with her bangs, looked at her beautiful profile, and said.

"Do you still have to ask, I can guess it." She took another puff of the cigarette, and when she opened her mouth, gray-white smoke slowly came out of her mouth, like a soaring white dragon.

"Do you want to be so calm?" Seeing her calm look, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Otherwise, do you want me to go in and beat her up, or will you beat me up now?" She threw the burnt cigarette under her feet and stepped on it.

"It can be considered." Warm ten fingers traced back and forth on her jaw, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Oh... But I'm not qualified." She pushed his hand away, hooked his neck, and said, "We're just lovers, I'm not qualified to restrict your freedom, am I..."

"What if I give you this qualification?" He scratched her nose lightly, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Beep...beep...beep..." The vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the two, and also broke the delicate atmosphere between the two at the moment.

Qiao Weiwei let go of him, took out her phone from her bag, and when she saw the word "Gu Yun", she frowned and pressed the call button.

Gu Yun, what are you doing calling her?

"What's wrong?" she asked coldly.

"Weiwei, I've already sent someone to deliver the invitation to Qiao's house. I'll get married next Friday..." On the other end of the phone, Gu Yun said word by word.

Do you know what the bloodiest thing in the world is?

It's just hearing the phrase "I'm getting married" from the mouth of my deepest love

The person I once loved the most is getting married, but the bride is not me, huh...

"Got it..." Qiao Weiwei squeezed the phone, her eyes darkened.

Gu Yun, the person she once loved the most, is about to enter the marriage hall.

After hanging up the phone, she put the phone back in her bag, turned to look at Liang Bo: "Next Friday, do you have time?"

Liang Bo at the side naturally heard the content of the conversation between them.

He was still standing leaning on the car, carefully capturing the changes in the expression on her face, and said, "What? Do you want me to help you go to the wedding ceremony?"

Speaking of this, he thought of the scene when he first met her. At the engagement banquet between Gu Yun and Mo Lingling, she walked up to Gu Yun in a red dress and proudly, and said, "I wish your lovers will finally be successful." friend……"

In front of everyone, he severely embarrassed Gu Yun and Mo Lingling.

At that moment, she was so arrogant and domineering, defiant.

At that moment, she was like a peacock, beautiful but also extremely arrogant.

At that moment, she was like a ruby, so enchanting and bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

He has seen countless types of women, but there has never been a woman as special as her, who never hides her love and hate, and is straightforward and frank.

"If I say yes, will you go?" She turned her head to look at him, met his deep eyes, and searched.

"Go... as long as you want... as long as you're happy, it's okay for me to tear up the whole world and hand it over." He approached her, holding her face in his hands, affectionately.

Those deep eyes were full of seriousness, without any impurities.

"Heh... If it was in the past, maybe I could really do such a thing, maybe I would ask you to accompany me to their wedding to make a scene, but now I won't."

Now when she heard that he was married, she just felt sore in her heart, and she didn't feel much pain.

Now, when she thinks of the word Gu Yun, her heart will never beat again.

Now, Gu Yun's face has gradually blurred in her heart.

"Why not now?" A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Because I'm indifferent. There are no fragrant grass anywhere in the world." She looked at him exhaling like blue.

"Really?" Her answer obviously satisfied him.

Immediately afterwards, a lingering kiss fell, and the fiery lips pressed against her, blocking her answer.

On the street where people come and go, he kissed her domineeringly, his tongue prying open her white teeth, wantonly demanding in her mouth.

The lingering and fiery kiss attracted countless passers-by to turn their heads, stop and watch.

She wanted to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter, which deepened the kiss, without any intention of letting go of her.

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The wedding of Gu Yun and Mo Lingling was held on a beach near Mengyuan.

The autumn sun is scattered on the endless sea, and the waves roll with layers of snow-white waves and gently pat the golden sandy beach.

Snow-white balloons and white gauze flags decorate the beach romantically and elegantly.

The snow-white carpet seems to extend to the end of the beach.

On this end of the carpet, the flower arch made of white roses exudes a faint fragrance.

Both sides of the carpet were filled with snow-white lace chairs, and the chairs were filled with rich and powerful people of the city.

The most famous symphony orchestra in the country played the beautiful <Marriage March>. Accompanied by the sound of the music, Mo Lingling, who was wearing a vera wang white low-cut, bare-back wedding dress and dragging the floor, walked slowly through Huagong, holding the hand of her father, Mo Ling. Slowly stepped on the snow-white carpet, and walked towards Gu Yun who was wearing a white groom's dress on the other side of the carpet.

Behind them, two little girls in white tube top princess dresses sprinkled flower petals with smiles on their faces

The snow-white petals fluttered wantonly with the wind, and in an instant, it was like snow all over the sky, extremely beautiful.

Today's Mo Lingling wears heavy makeup and her eyes are as charming as silk.

The snow-white veil dances with the wind, beautiful and charming.

On the side, Qiao Weiwei, who had her hair in an elegant bun, light makeup, and a rose-red tube top knee-length dress, held her cool hand, just like other bystanders, quietly admiring this romantic and moving wedding.

Qiao Weiwei watched Mo Ling put Mo Lingling's hand in Gu Yun's hand, watched Gu Yun take Mo Lingling to the wedding officiant, watched them exchange rings, and watched Gu Yun kiss Mo Lingling.

Although she had mixed feelings in her heart, she was only sad, not heartbroken.

The moment Gu Yun and Mo Lingling kissed passionately, there was thunderous applause in their ears.

The surrounding world suddenly became very lively.

Qiao Weiwei also applauded along with everyone.

On the side, Liang Bo in a black suit turned his head to look at Qiao Weiwei beside him: "What do you think of this wedding?"

"It's very romantic..." She turned her head and looked coldly, with a flat expression.

"Want to?" He looked at her and asked.

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