Liang Bo wants to talk to his father about it, and he really can't be too much!!

"Where are you going to ......?" ......?

Before Qiao Weiwei's words were finished, Liang Bo had already run away...

Half an hour later.

In front of a hill/ding/villa on the outskirts of New York, a white Bentley is parked steadily.

In the dark carriage, he looked coldly at the brightly lit villa in front of him, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Grasp the two hands of the steering wheel and quietly exert force.

At this moment, his face was a little darker than the night sky outside.

After getting out of the car, he immediately took anxious/urgent/hurried/step, walked to the gate, and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened, and it was Wan Lingling's sticker // body // maid / who opened the door.

"Is my dad there?" Liang Bo looked at Yan Fei coldly and said.

"Yes, young master."

Hearing this, Liang Bo immediately entered the gate in a hurry.

Walking into the courtyard, the laughter in the villa immediately filled my ears.

Hearing this voice, the / anger in the bottom of the cold heart rose a little more.

At the door of the inner door of the fast aisle, he directly opened the door of the void......

Walking into the living room, the picture that catches your eye makes the cool heart desolate.

In front of him, Liang Tianyou was sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing with Wan Lingling watching TV, and the two of them were as sweet as a hot/loved/couple.

The hands hanging at his sides turned into fists in silence.

When Wan Lingling unconsciously turned around, she just caught the cool figure, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

She got up, brushed aside Liang Tianyou's hand, and then, walked quickly in front of Liang Bo, and said with a smile: "Liang Bo, how can you have time to come over today......

Liang Bo didn't say anything, walked up to Liang Tianyou without squinting, with a cold face, and said, "My mother has surgery tonight, do you know what to do?" ”

"Isn't it just a tumor? It's not malignant, what's the point/matter? Liang Tianyou looked completely unconcerned about himself, hanging high, as if it was not his wife who cut the tumor, but just a passerby.

"Dad, you shouldn't treat my mother like this!"

"......" Liang Tianyou lowered his head and stopped talking.

"It's cool. What did you say? What kind of surgery does the eldest sister do? When Wan Lingling heard this, she immediately stepped forward, holding her thin arm hypocritically, pretending to care.

Leng Leng / dialed/opened Wan Lingling's hand, Liang Bo quickly took out the pistol from his pocket and aimed it at Wan Lingling's eyebrows.

A murderous aura poured down from his head.

At this moment, he is like a messenger from hell, and the coldness on his body makes people dare not look at him directly.

The cold gun/mouth/against the eyebrows, Wan Lingling's heart instantly rose to her throat.

She knew that Liang Bo might really kill her.

"Cool and thin, you ...... What are you/doing. Wan Lingling looked at Liang Bo's murderous eyes in horror, and her face was pale.

"Young Master, what are you doing here!" Seeing this, Yan Fei, who had just entered the door, immediately stepped forward nervously and asked.

On the sofa, Liang Tianyou got up ...... a little, pointed at Liang Bo and scolded sharply: "You put down the gun for me, do you hear it!" ”

"Dad...... Even if you can't make a bowl of water even, but, as a human being, you still have to have the least care for your wife, right? If you continue to talk to my mother like this, then I must kill this woman with my own hands, and I will do what I say......"

"Bang ......!"

With a deafening gunshot, the entire living room immediately fell into pitch black, and Wan Lingling's screams/screams pierced through the darkness.

In the next second, the crystal lamp fragments fell like raindrops.

In the dark, the cool ink eyes tightened, and the fists were clenched.

Throwing away the gun, he turned around coldly, stepped into the darkness, and quickly left the living room......

If it weren't for the coldness, his bullet just now would definitely penetrate Wan Lingling's eyebrows, not the crystal lamp.

After Liang Bo left, Yan Fei stumbled to the wall, and then Mo/ asked for the switch on the wall and turned on the other small lights in the living room.

The whole space turns from dark to light.

With a look of guilt, Liang Tianyou walked quickly in front of Wan Lingling, put his hands on her shoulders, and said, "I'm scared." This rebel! ”

"Don't say that Liang Bo is a rebel, he is just because he is too angry. You said you too, sister/surgery, why don't you go over and take a look, you guys are so husband and wife. Wan Lingling pretended to say generously.

"I'm gone, aren't you angry?"

"I'm so angry. Isn't that how it should be? ”

"Lingling, you really know the general situation."

"God bless, I love you." Wan Lingling said duplicitously, and after speaking, the little bird / leaned / in Liang Tianyou's arms like a human.

Wan Lingling's sentence I love you is like honey, which makes Liang Tianyou sweet in my heart.

"God, I want to eat the rock sugar pears that you/give/me/make, can you go and make them?"

"Okay...... Liang Tianyou nodded, said, and entered the kitchen briskly.

After watching Liang Tianyou enter the kitchen, Wan Lingling glanced at Yan Fei who was standing by the wall, and then took out her mobile phone and dialed Liangyi's phone.

The phone was answered after a long time.

"Just now, your mother was almost killed by your brother." Wan Lingling complained in a low voice.

"What?"|

"Qianfang's operation, your father didn't go, he was angry with me. Son, mom is really/suffering/enough/, I really hope you can take over quickly and quickly trip over this annoying ghost of Liang Bo. ”

After hanging up the phone, Wan Lingling glanced coldly at the living room, and then went upstairs......

As soon as she walked to the bedroom door, the mobile phone in her hand began to vibrate/move.

Seeing the words 'card friend Lao Wang', Wan Lingling immediately sneakily looked around, and then entered the door.

'Card Friend Lao Wang' is a note she made for Ning Motong, in order to be afraid that one day she would accidentally be seen and suspected by Liang Tianyou.

Moreover, Ning Motong's number is also specially handled for contacting her.

Walking quickly into the bedroom, she immediately pressed answer.

"Hey, what's the matter? No, try not to contact me. Wan Lingling whispered unhappily.

"I just miss you, I'm waiting for you at Hilton/Wine/Shop/No. 999/Suite/Room/......"

"I only saw it last night, and if I go out again tonight, the old man/head/son should be suspicious, in a few days." Wan Lingling leaned against the door frame, covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered.

"How many days later?"

"Three or two days, okay, don't be verbose, you are obedient. I slept. ”

After speaking, Wan Lingling hung up the phone.

LIGHTLY/STROKED/STROKED/NEW/MADE/BURGUNDY BOBO SHORT HAIR, WAN LINGLING LOOKED AT THE PHONE SCREEN, WITH A COLD FACE, AND SAID: "You have to be a few days first, and when my son is on the throne, you will die with Liang Tianyou Liangbo, Ning Motong." ”

With slender legs, she walked to the dresser step by step.

The clear mirror reflects her beautiful face.

THE NEWLY MADE BURGUNDY BOBO SHORT HAIR MAKES HER LOOK YOUNGER.

Pressing the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she muttered, "It seems that I have to go/do / a facelift again......"

She knows very well that beauty is the most important bargaining chip for a woman to subdue a man, so she cares very much about her face.

After Liang Bo left Wan Lingling and Qiu Jingtian's villa, he drove back to Liang's private hospital.

At the door of Qianfang's ward, he sorted out his emotions, and then put his hand on the doorknob.

"Who wants/you/takes care of? You hurry up and let me go. Don't think that if you are engaged to my son, I will accept you. ”

"Auntie, you'd better not be too agitated now, be careful of the cuts/tears/splits, you are the one who suffers like that."

In the ward, Qiao Weiwei's conversation with Qianfang froze his hand on the handle.

Frowning, he immediately pushed the door in.

looked at Qianfang, who was lying on his back, and Qiao Weiwei, who was standing beside Qianfang's disease Chuang, with a proud face, he walked quickly to the two women.

"Master Bo, since you're here, then I'll leave first." After saying that, Qiao Weiwei turned away indifferently......

Looking at the direction Qiao Weiwei left, Qianfang moved her pale lips indifferently, her hands clenched into fists, and at the same time smashed into the soft Chuang's face, and said, "Impolite, I really don't know what you like about her." ”

"Mom, I hope you will be kind to her in the future."

"Dump her right away! I just don't like her! ”

"Every time, you don't like the person I like, Mu Fan is like this, Qiao Weiwei is also like this, I don't like it, what do you want? Imagine treating Mu Fan as if forcibly pulling Qiao Weiwei to the mountain, locking her in a broken house, and setting a fire? Speaking of the things that Qianfang had done to Mu Fan, her cold eyes were cold again.

"You ......"

"She's a good woman, don't hurt her, if you do the same thing as five years ago again, I'm afraid I'll completely cut off relations with you, Mom, don't take my words as wind in your ears, I will do what I say." Sitting down elegantly, with slender legs folded in the cold, looking at Qianfang, he said seriously and seriously.

Although his tone was neither light nor heavy, it knocked a scar on Qianfang's heart.

**Here, New York, USA, is dark/dark, and on the other side, London, England, is the same scene.

**In a white villa in a wealthy area of central London, the lights are bright, and all kinds of limousines are constantly coming in and out, as if it were busy during the day.

On the second floor of the villa, in a bedroom full of rare flowers, Sun Xiaoran, who was wearing a white dress, was lying on the snow-white big chuang and falling asleep, with a face as pale as paper.

On the sofa next to Chuang, the polite man in white sat there quietly, constantly rubbing Sun Xiaoran's cold hands, and said to the doctor who was sitting in front of the coffee table sorting out the medicine box behind him: "Such a beautiful woman, can she only lie here as a vegetative person forever?" Doctor, when the hell will she wake up? ”