Jo Weiwei...... If you don't want to watch Qiao's fall into crisis and Jasmine lose her golden beetle son-in-law, you'd better go to the 306 private room of the bar tomorrow to find him! In short, his forgiveness must be requested! Chen Bihua got up and pointed at Qiao Weiwei's back with that sharp voice, like a shrew.

"That's it! Stop it! Is this what you should say to your child? cough cough cough ...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Qiao Zhihai scolded.

Back in the room, Qiao Weiwei sat on the bed, leaned on the pillow, held the photo of her mother in her hand, and said, "Mom, I seem to have really brought a tricky problem to Qiao Zhihai this time.........

I fell asleep in a daze.

"Tick...... The sound ......of the ambulance woke up Jo Weiwei from her daze.

She hurriedly got up and ran to the window and looked downstairs.

She clearly saw that Qiao Zhihai was being carried out of the villa on a stretcher, and Chen Bihua was like an ant on a hot pot helping the doctor carry Qiao Zhihai into the car.

She watched the ambulance drive away, and then, disappearing from her sight......... watched Chen Bihua rush into the villa again like an angry fox.

"Knock knock knock ......" As expected, Chen Bihua was punching and kicking her door, mixed with her trademark roar: "Open the door!" Qiao Weiwei, open the door for me! ”

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly and opened the door.

......As soon as the door opened, a slap landed on Qiao Weiwei's right cheek impartially, Qiao Weiwei covered her right cheek, glared at Chen Bihua with her scarlet eyes, and said, "Dead woman, you don't want to live anymore!" ”

"Smack!" Immediately afterwards, she raised her hand, directly slapped Chen Bihua, grabbed Chen Bihua's wrist, and said, "If you dare to hit me again, I will tear your stinky skin ......"

"Qiao Weiwei, your father has a heart attack again because of you, if you don't want to watch your father die, you'd better go to my appointment on time tomorrow ......!" After speaking, Chen Bihua pushed her away and turned to leave...

Five minutes later, there was a sound of an engine starting ...... downstairs.

After Chen Bihua left in a stormy manner, her room was quiet again.

She covered her face and stood in place, with no intention of going to the hospital, her body slumped to the ground a little bit, and her face no longer had the stubbornness and anger she had just now.

She put Qiao Zhihai into the hospital again......

And this time, Qiao Zhihai's situation seems to be much more serious than before-

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Bar.

Standing at the door of the private room, through the hidden door, Qiao Weiwei clearly saw the terrifying scene in the dark and gorgeous space...

On the milky white European-style sofa, Liang Bo, dressed in black, was quietly pulling the trigger, aiming the muzzle of the gun at the woman kneeling in front of him, and his face hidden in the darkness was full of murderous aura.

"If you want to be my woman, you're not worthy, put away your indiscriminate means, get out!" He put away his pistol and said every word.

The woman, who was already trembling, immediately got up and ran out crying.

The moment the door opened, Qiao Weiwei was already exposed in front of Leng Bo, and he threw the gun on the coffee table and waved it at her. Waving his hand, expressionless: "Come here." ”

His voice is damn good!

Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath, stepped into the private room with an indifferent expression, and sat opposite him.

He lit a cigarette and didn't smoke it, just tucked it between his fingers and let it burn quietly.

In the smoke, he looked at her quietly, silent.

Qiao Weiwei gritted her teeth, stood up, unzipped her dress, and let the skirt slowly slide to her ankles, revealing her delicate figure. …