Pressing Answer, Qiao Weiwei put the phone to her ear, hooked her thin neck with one hand, and lifted her chin proudly, but did not speak.

She wanted to see what this Mu Fan wanted to say to Liang Bo.

"Ryoko-chan, where are you, my stomach is good/hurts, it seems like food poisoning, I'm good/bad/uncomfortable......"

On the other side of the phone, Mu Fan's weak voice made Qiao Weiwei angry.

Although she was very uncomfortable, she still maintained a noble and cold appearance.

Getting up and leaving Liang Bo's embrace, she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window step by step, holding on to the railing, overlooking the city/wind/love/10,000/species of the city under her feet, and moved her lips: "Mu Xiao/sister, if your stomach is not comfortable/comfortable/obedient, you can dial 120, what is the use of you calling Bo Ye?" He is not a doctor, and he cannot cure incurable diseases. ”

Joe ...... Little Joe/Sister? How do you hold Ryoko-chan's phone? ”

"Because we're together now. This phone call was what he asked me to answer for him, and he also asked me to tell you, don't bother him in the future, Mu Xiao/sister, don't want to call 120, you can also call any doctor in Wangbei Hospital, I believe that as your colleagues, the doctors of Ouxiangbei Hospital will be happy to come to your home to help you see a doctor. Do men hate what type of women do men hate the most? Qiao Weiwei said coldly, with a little coldness between her eyebrows.

"What...... What type? ”

"Stalker, especially people like us Bo Ye, hate this type of woman even more." After speaking, Qiao Weiwei coldly pressed and hung up.

Flaming red lips gently / hooked / a cold arc, she walked up to Liang Bo who was silent and smoking, tilted her hips, and sat back on his big / legs.

Putting the phone back in his palm, she gently pulled his tie with both hands, smiled playfully, and said, "Your ex-girlfriend said that she had a stomachache, and I asked her to call 120, you said, did I do the right thing, Bo Ye?" ”

Silently raised his eyebrows, took a deep puff of cigarette, and gently touched the tip of Qiao Weiwei's nose with his forehead, and said, "Yes." ”

Looking at the worry flowing in her cool eyes, Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly: "I know that you are worried about her." ”

"Jovivi ......"

"Shhh I can guess your thoughts, but you'd better not have anything to do with her, otherwise, with her and without me, you will do what you say. Saying that, Qiao Weiwei took the phone from Liang Bo's hand again, pressed unlock, and quickly found Liang Bo's number in the address book, and pulled it into the blacklist in front of Liang Bo.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say." Liang Bo nodded, with doting on her in his eyes.

Because he loves her, he is willing to indulge her without limit.

Even if he was a little worried about Mu Fan in his heart, he wouldn't go to him......

Since he has decided to completely separate himself from Mu Fan, then he will work hard and try to slowly vacate the corner of his heart that belongs to Mu Fan at the back.

"You're calling the shots for me, messing around/moving/moving my address book, and threatening me verbally, you say...... How should I punish/punish you? ”

"Punish as much as you want." Charming smile, she lightly / unbuttoned / the first two buttons of the shirt, wind / love / ten thousand / species / ground / hook / his neck.

"That's ......what you say," he said, and he got up with her in his arms and gently placed her on the large, well-lit desk......

Her words were exchanged for two full hours of his domineering/demanding/taking.

It wasn't until she whimpered/begged/forgiveness that he reluctantly / let go / of her......

Holding the red/India/dense/cloth body and struggling to sit up, Qiao Weiwei lowered / scolded Liang Bo and said 'soul is faint', then took a staggering step and entered the bathroom in the lounge.

After tidying up the clothes on the / body/, he sat down elegantly and unsatisfied.

Fingers lightly traced the angular lip flaps, opened the mailbox, and began to browse the recent financial statements of the head office sent by Ning Motong.

When Qiao Weiwei, who was neatly dressed, came out of the lounge, Liang Bo was reviewing the documents.

The first three buttons of the jet-black thin shirt are open, and the two sleeves are rolled up above the elbows at will.

The warm sunlight scattered on his bewitching and beautiful face, and at this moment, he looked elegant and shiny.

He/that/is the kind of person who was born with an aperture, even if he just sits quietly here and reads documents, he shines so brightly that people can't open their eyes.

He was very focused, so focused that Qiao Weiwei was already standing behind him, and he still didn't know it.

Lightly/pressing/on his broad/thick/shoulders, Qiao Weiwei said softly: "Seeing that you have a lot of documents to review, I will go back first." By the way, did you bring the key to the apartment we lived in before? I accidentally lost the one you gave me. ”

"Go to that apartment / do / what?" Gently/flipping/reading the documents, he asked in a cold and low voice.

"I can't find the pink diamond bracelet you gave me for my birthday / last year. It must have landed there. I bought a dress and thought it should be worn by the bracelet. Qiao Weiwei said.

Opened the drawer, took out a string of delicate keys and gently put them in Qiao Weiwei's palm, and said coldly: "Look for it, if you can't find it, I'll buy you something better." ”

He said that the clouds were light and light, as if the pink diamond bracelet worth 100 million was just an inconspicuous gadget.

"That's what you said." With a light / kiss / on the cool thin hair, Qiao Weiwei turned the key ring at will, walked out of the cool office with two sore/painful long/legs.

Driving the red Maserati, Jovivi made her way to the downstairs of the apartment.

Walking into the building, she quickly stepped in/out of the elevator and pressed the floor where the apartment was located.

After arriving at the destination, Qiao Weiwei moved/moved/moved/sore/sore neck and got out of the elevator.

At the door of the apartment, she took out the key and opened the door.

The familiar smell that came to her nose made Qiao Weiwei feel very comfortable.

This is the place where she once lived with Liang Bo and Ning Meng for a long time.

Here, there are many, many unforgettable memories, so she feels very close when she comes here.

Changing into slippers, she went straight into the cloakroom and looked around, but she didn't find the bracelet she was looking for.

Closing the last jewelry drawer, Qiao Weiwei let out a long sigh, and then whispered: "Could it be that when I fiddled/played/that bracelet in the living room last time, I accidentally dropped it?" ”

Walking into the living room, she turned the sofa upside down, but it still didn't.

His gaze froze when he touched and/or under the sofa/the half-exposed pink diamond-encrusted mobile phone.

Raising her eyebrows, she slowly squatted down, got under the sofa, and picked up her phone.

This is Sun Xiaoran's mobile phone......

I remember that after Sun Xiaoran jumped/cliff/self-killed in Phoenix Mountain, the search and rescue team salvaged for a long time in the waters around Phoenix Mountain, but did not recover her body, only the mobile phone.

The ghost pressed the power button almost in a hurry, and the mobile phone that had been in the water did not respond at all.

Coldly throwing her phone on the sofa, Qiao Weiwei walked into the bedroom/room again and began to look for her bracelet.

After looking for a long time, I finally found what I wanted/wanted in the drawer of the dresser.

Wear the bracelet on your wrist and gaze into the sunlight with its 99 heart-shaped diamonds.

A pale pink glow shone on her eyes.

She smiled.

My thoughts couldn't help but go back to the time when I had just met Liang Bo, and to the scene when he gave her a bracelet on her 23rd birthday.

Lowering her arm, she took the key and exited the bedroom satisfied.

After leaving the apartment, she drove a red Maserati to Joe's.

Here, Qiao Weiwei was happily driving to Qiao's house, and on the other side, in the custody room of Liang's private hospital and Ou Xiangbei, the atmosphere between Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu seemed a little heavy.

**In the intensive care room filled with the smell of medicine, Ou Xiangbei lay quietly on the sickbed.

Zhou Chuyu was watching the MV of the cool piano single "Only" directed by Su Qingcheng on his mobile phone, with a heavy face.

Gently softening the sore/sore eyes, Zhou Chuyu clenched/grasped/Ou Xiangbei's hand, lowered his eyes, and said: "Ou Xiangbei, I think that our happiness is built on the pain of Su Qingcheng." ”

Ou Xiangbei did not speak, and acquiesced to Zhou Chuyu's statement in his heart.

For Su Qingcheng, he was ashamed.

"I hope that he can find a suitable other half for him in France/China......" Zhou Chuyu said lightly, his voice slightly hoarse and vicissitudes.

"That kid, it's not too long, and now he's still a local tyrant, and his character is okay, I believe that he will meet a good girl. If you don't worry about him, when I'm ready, we can travel to France/China, and then, stop by to see Su Qingcheng. ”

"Good ......," Zhou Chuyu nodded.

The sound of "...... bang" pushed the door lightly and heavily, breaking the silence of the room.

Holding the bitterness of the big white thermos pot in her hand, she looked at Zhou Chuyu with a smile and walked to her side.

Putting down the thermos pot, Xin Qing slowly sat down next to Zhou Chuyu, grabbed Zhou Chuyu's hand, and said, "Chu Yu, I stewed a big/replenished chicken soup for you and this bastard/boy, just out of the pot, you/taste/taste." ”

"Auntie, I hurt Ou Xiangbei like this, not only do you not blame me, but also give me stewed soup......"

"Isn't he dead? What's wrong? Xin Qing glanced at Ou Xiangbei fiercely and said.

Regarding Ou Xiangbei's use of his life to redeem his love, Xin Qing actually disagrees with it.

"Mom, I/want/want soup."

"I want to drink soup and serve it myself!" Xin Qing glanced at Ou Xiangbei fiercely and said.

"I don't move/don't move/bird. You feed me, hehe......"

"Nima, move/no/bird/it's my business, it's your own doing/self-suffering. Is there anything you won't say well? What kind of gun to use, I don't know who you kid followed, why is it so bloody/violent. Xin Qing whispered and thought in a low voice.

After speaking, Xin Qing turned his face sideways, looked at Zhou Chuyu with a smile, and said, "Chu Yu." Anyway, you can turn back, Auntie is really happy. ”

Ou Xiangbei's face was black, and his pale lips moved: "Mom, you have begun to show us your face-changing skills again." ”

"What, do you have any opinions?" Xin Qing lowered his face again, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said.

"I'm seriously ill in a sleeper now, what can I say?" As he spoke, Ou Xiangbei closed his eyes.

After talking to Zhou Chuyu for so long, he was a little tired.

**Here, China/China/V/City, the sun is still shining, and on the other side, the United States/China/New York/Covenant, but the night is dark.

**Hilton American/National/New/Hilton.

The presidential suite/room/bedroom/interior, the atmosphere of intense/intense/entangled/entanglement has not completely dissipated.

On the golden big Chuang, the cool mother Wan Lingling was lying in Ning Motong's arms tiredly.

The snow-white thin quilt covers the bodies and children of two people/empty/nothing/one/silk......

"Didn't you say that you compiled a list of evidence that Liang Bo sent people to assassinate those who betrayed the Liang family? Where? ”

Lightly/stroked the tip of Wan Lingling's nose, Ning Motong slowly/crawled/sat up.

The snow-white thin quilt slowly slid below the moon because of his uprightness, and the squirting blood-spurting body, uncovered, was displayed in front of Wan Lingling's eyes.

took Chuang's wallet, took out a delicate silver carved USB flash drive at the innermost/layer, and put it on Wan Lingling's neck, he smiled evilly and said, "It's all recordings." ”

"Involved/black, killing/harming opponents, betrayals/traitors, enemies, and using non/legal means to swallow/merge other people's companies, these evidences are enough to put the cold to death......" Picking up the delicate USB flash drive, Wan Lingling sneered......