A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Chen Bihua's eyes.

She gritted the root of her teeth hard, and the crystal ashtray in her hand hit the back of Jovivi's head impartially.

The ashtray was intact, but the back of Jovivi's head tingled.

Although there was no bloodshed, a large bag was swollen in an instant.

A strong feeling of dizziness in front of her made Qiao Weiwei subconsciously let go of Qiao Jasmine, and the whole person collapsed directly on the bloodstained carpet.

The hand was weak for a while, and the fruit knife slipped down......

She stretched out her hand, touched the back of her head in severe pain, raised her head, and looked at Chen Bihua's frightened, frightened and hateful face above her head......

"Ahh The screams of the nanny added to the tension in the living room.

"What's your name, call me for an ambulance!" Chen Bihua said to the nanny who was standing at the door of the kitchen, her eyes full of fear. Instead, Chen Bihua turned around and looked at Qiao Jasmine on the sofa trembling and frightened with a distressed face......

Chen Bihua stepped forward quickly, nervously picked up Qiao Jasmine, who was bleeding constantly, and said, "Jasmine, let's go, let's go to the hospital......"

As she spoke, Chen Bihua took off her coat, covered Qiao Jasmine's wounds, and helped Qiao Jasmine up.

"you, Jovivi!" Qiao Jasmine kicked Qiao Weiwei's shoulder hard, and then followed Chen Bihua's steps out the door.

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VVIP ward of Huasheng Hospital.

When she opened her eyes again, the white and dazzling light above her head made Qiao Weiwei's eyes squint uncomfortably.

Between her snorts, the strong smell of potion and the tingling pain in the back of her head made her frown in displeasure.

At 11:00 p.m., the huge hospital room was so silent that even the sound of his own breathing and the shredded footsteps of the nurse on duty in the corridor outside could be heard clearly.

Supporting her heavy and painful head, she slowly got up, and Chen Bihua took an ashtray to shoot her again.

Thinking of this, thinking of everything that Chen Bihua Qiao Jasmine's mother and daughter had done to her, she felt unhappy again.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone ...... disturbed Qiao Weiwei's thoughts.

Qiao Weiwei picked up the phone on the table next to her.

The word "Bo Ye" beating on the screen made her surprised and delighted, and her heart seemed to mention her throat again.

She sniffed, picked up her phone, pressed the answer button, and said, "Bo...... Bo Ye ......"

“…… Woman...... Did you sleep......"

On the other end of the line, his voice was still weak.

Even so, Xing still felt incomparable to her.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, but when she heard his voice again, she was so moved that she unconsciously burst into tears.

In my heart, I was astringent and happy.

"Bo Ye...... It's nice to hear you. With tears in her eyes, Qiao Weiwei curled her pale lips and said.

"Do you want to come and stay with me?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go over here." With that, Qiao Weiwei hung up the phone directly, put on the white slippers on the ground, took the mobile phone, and walked out of the ward directly.

"Miss Qiao, you can't just run around now...... behind her, the nurse on duty shouted at Qiao Weiwei.

Qiao Weiwei ignored it and ran straight into the elevator.

Standing at the entrance of the hospital, Qiao Weiwei anxiously waited for the taxi to arrive.

The cold autumn wind blew her body trembling slightly, and her wide and thin blue-and-white hospital gown and pale complexion made her whole person look extremely weak.

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When he pushed the door in, Liang Bo was half-lying on the bed watching TV, with an oxygen tube inserted in his nose, and his face was as pale as paper, without blood.

However, his weak appearance still couldn't hide the innate kingly aura on his body.

"Woman, why is your face so bad? Why do you wear a hospital gown? Did my parents beat you? He looked at her, furrowed his brows, looked at her standing at the door, pear blossoms with rain, and asked three questions in a row.

When the four eyes met, Qiao Weiwei burst into tears again.

She stepped forward quickly, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged him gently, and said, "Master Bo...... How scared I was, how scared you were going to die. It's great that you wake up. Bo Ye, I'm sorry."

"Ahem......" He coughed lightly, let her hold him, and said, "Xiangbei told me, you have nothing to be sorry for." ”

"Master Bo, I will do whatever you tell me to do in the future, let me be a junior, I will be a junior, let me be a junior, I will be a junior, I will not disobey you again, Bo Ye, I love you, until the moment you are dying, I know that you are so important to me." Qiao Weiwei hugged his neck tightly and affectionately pushed him to his heart.

Her tears wet his shoulders and his heart.

He happily curled his pale lips and let her hold them.

A sentence I love you is worth a thousand words.

The sentence I love you completely melted the glacier that had accumulated in his heart for many years.

"Woman, that's what you said, don't go back." His voice was a little hoarse, and a pair of dark eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

"I said that...... What principles, what bottom lines, I don't want them all, I just want you, Master Bo. She made no secret of what was on her mind.

is worthy of Qiao Weiwei, who does her own thing, even if she confesses, she is so straightforward and unpretentious.

He reached out a hand and stroked her hair, and when her fingers touched the back of her swollen head, she snorted, "Ah...... Painful ......"

"Why is it so swollen, who got it?" Liang Bo pushed her away, looked at her reddish eyes, and her dark eyes instantly turned cold.

"Today I went back to Qiao Jasmine to settle the score, and forced Qiao Jasmine with a knife, Chen Bihua was afraid that I would really kill her, so she beat me with an ashtray." Qiao Weiwei shrugged, looked at him, and said word by word.

"It's them again...... Damn it! This mother and daughter are so arrogant, if they don't clean them up well, they won't know who they have provoked! ”

His women dare to move, they are simply looking for death!

"Whether it's Chen Bihua or Qiao Jasmine, I can handle it myself, I don't need you...... Besides, we can't go too far, otherwise, we will be a little sorry for Qiao Zhihai. She understands that if Liang Bo makes a move, whether it is Chen Bihua or Qiao Jasmine, she will be unlucky......

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you?" His deep, slender fingers, tracing the delicate contours of her jaw, asked.

"I'm sleepy, can I sleep in half of your bed?" She took the topic, yawned, looked at him, and asked.