After a long time, Zhou Chuyu slowly let go of Su Qingcheng.

Looking at Su Qingcheng's face, Zhou Chuyu's tears fell again.

"Su Qingcheng...... How are you doing? A sentence choked her throat.

Su Qingcheng looked at Ou Xiangbei on the side, and then shifted his gaze to Zhou Chuyu's face.

He looked at her and smiled, "I'm fine." ”

Ou Xiangbei hesitated for a moment, took a big step forward, patted Su Qingcheng's shoulder with one hand, and said, "Thank you." ”

Su Qingcheng smiled elegantly, looked at him, and said, "If you want to thank me, treat her well." ”

"Come with us for a meal......" Zhou Chuyu said.

Su Qingcheng nodded: "Well, where to go?" Let's get in the car. ”

"Let's go to the Blue restaurant in the city center." Ou Xiangbei put his hand on Su Qingcheng's shoulder and said.

Su Qingcheng turned his head to look at him and said, "Okay, let's go......"

The three of them came to a seven-star French restaurant in the center of Paris and ordered a table of French food.

After eating, Ou Xiangbei and Su Qingcheng came to the rooftop of the restaurant.

On an autumn afternoon, the whole of Paris is full of laid-back atmosphere.

On the rooftop, Ou Xiangbei and Su Qingcheng stood side by side, holding the railing in his hand, overlooking the Paris scenery at his feet.

"Su Qingcheng ......"

"If you want to say thank you or something, then don't do it, I'm not for you, I'm for Zhou Chuyu." Su Qingcheng lit a cigarette, pinched/in/fingertips, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said.

Ou Xiangbei smiled, touched the white diamond stud on his left ear, looked at him, and said, "Su Qingcheng, I owe you a life." ”

"............" Su Qingcheng smiled without saying a word.

"Also, I'm sorry, I used to ...... you like that"

In the past, Ou Xiangbei didn't like Su Qingcheng, it can be said that he hated him, just because Su Qingcheng had always been / between him and Zhou Chuyu, and when Zhou Chuyu divorced him, Su Qingcheng didn't even tell him that Zhou Chuyu was going to have an abortion.

For various reasons, he didn't like Su Qingcheng as a man.

However, after thinking about it, he shouldn't have hated Su Qingcheng at all, everything was caused by him Ou Xiangbei.

"It's nothing, Ou Xiangbei, treat Chu Yu well, she is a woman worthy of your cherishment. Don't do anything like flowers/messing with grass. Otherwise, if I knew, I would have snatched her back, and I would never let her go. Su Qingcheng warned.

Ou nodded to the north.

*…*…*…*…*…*…*

A few days later.

The anniversary dinner was held in an upscale clubhouse.

The present were all the staff of Wangbei Hospital, as well as some of Ou Xiangbei's comparative/to/good friends.

The golden hall is filled with incense and singing and dancing.

In the sofa area, Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu, Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, Ning Meng, and Shen Zui sat together, chatting happily and drinking wine, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

In front of the pastry table not far away, Mu Fan slowly and methodically put the pastries into the white tray in his hand, while looking at Qiao Weiwei's waist, talking and laughing with Ou Xiangbei.

Tonight, he is wearing a gray shirt, black trousers, and an LV belt around his waist, simple and elegant.

He and Qiao Weiwei were so close, and their group seemed so lively.

It's just that a few of them are in that lively little circle, and it is impossible for others to squeeze/enter/go.

Not far away, a cool gaze inadvertently touched Mu Fan.

When the four eyes met, Liang Bo just glanced at Mu Fan coldly, and then quickly shifted his gaze and continued to smoke and drink.

Just this glance made Mu Fan's heart surge.

She poured/gasped/took a breath, then, picking up a glass of champagne from the champagne tower and drinking it down.

Looking at Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo's close/close/hugging/hugging/together, she was jealous to death.

Picking up another glass of wine, Mu Fan walked to Ou Xiangbei's side with his slender legs.

Mu Fan's appearance made the smiles on everyone's faces converge instantly, and everyone's eyes instantly shifted to Mu Fan's face.

Liang Bo looked at her while smoking a cigarette, his eyes were pale and expressionless.

"Can I sit down?" Mu Fan asked.

Qiao Weiwei casually / toyed with/with a cold thin tie and did not speak.

Mu Fan smiled, sat directly on the vacant seat beside Ou Xiangbei, touched his cup with Ou Xiangbei's cup, smiled quietly, and said: "Xiangbei, here, I wish our Wangbei Hospital better and better......"

Ou Xiangbei nodded politely, raised a glass with her, and drank the wine in the cup.

After Qiao Weiwei glanced at her coldly, she picked up the cigarette in Liang Bo's hand, took a hard puff, and then quickly threw the cigarette butt in her hand into the ashtray on the coffee table.

The cigarette butts, which have not yet been extinguished, are constantly emitting green smoke in the crystal ashtray.

Qiao Weiwei got up directly and said, "The air here is not good, I'll go to the bathroom to breathe......"

With that, Qiao Weiwei got up, bypassed the cold, and walked into the bathroom.

In front of the gold-studded sink, Qiao Weiwei pressed the pure gold faucet.

The shape of this faucet is quite unique, and the designer cleverly designed it into a small golden dragon.

With just a light press of the golden switch, the clear warm water immediately came out of the dragon's mouth/middle/pour/spit/spit/.

Qiao Weiwei looked in the mirror, straightened her burgundy diagonal curls with water, and then took out the powder box from the delicate white diamond handbag and carefully touched up her makeup.

In the spotless mirror, she is reflected at the moment.

In the mirror, she has natural burgundy diagonal curly hair, a fresh light makeup, a / tight / body rose red wipe / Xiong ultra / short / dress, a baroque diamond necklace around her neck, and two Cartier white diamond stud earrings on her ears, jeweled, charming/charming.

"Click...... accompanied by a sound of pushing the door, Mu Fan, who was wearing a white dress, appeared in the mirror......

Mu Fan in the mirror, dressed in a white dress, noble and elegant, with a non-offensive smile on his face.

Compared with Qiao Weiwei's jewelry, Mu Fan, who did not wear any jewelry, looked a little shabby.

Seeing Mu Fan, Qiao Weiwei's face immediately turned cold.

"Little Sister Qiao, let's talk?"

Putting the /powder/puff/back in the box, she smiled coldly, turned around, propped up the sink with both hands, looked at her, and said, "I don't know, what is there to talk about between us?" ”

"Hehe, Sister Qiao, although I tried to snatch Xiao Liangzi from you before, but after so many things, I don't have any illusions about Xiao Liangzi now, you don't have to be so excited/excited as soon as you see me......" Mu Fan said with a duplicity smile.

"But I always think that the story of the three of us won't end so simply......" Qiao Weiwei raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of indifference.

"That's because you think too much......" Mu Fan smiled, laughing without offensive power.

Mu Fan's eyes were all real, without a trace of falsehood.

"Yes......" Qiao Weiwei smiled and stood up straight, slowly took out a delicate lady's hand/gun from her handbag, and then slowly aimed the /gun/muzzle at Mu Fan......

The cold touch made Mu Fan's heart instantly rise to his throat.

Although she knew that Qiao Weiwei would not shoot, her heart was still up and down.

"Little Sister Qiao, what are you doing?"

"Mu Fan, I hope everything you say is true, I hope you don't play any tricks, otherwise, I'm not a vegetarian, you can go out and inquire, what kind of person is I, Qiao Weiwei, if I'm not happy, I will make the whole world unhappy." Qiao Weiwei said coldly, the corners of her mouth were always / hooking / a noble and cold smile and.

Mu Fan was still gentle, like a spotless white lotus......

At this moment, Qiao Weiwei is fire, enthusiastic and full of attack power.

And Mu Fan is a hot spring, gentle and non-aggressive.

"Of course, you are just playing tricks, and it is useless, because, Bo Ye, he only loves me, and now to him, you are not ......" Qiao Weiwei is domineering, high, like a queen.

Qiao Weiwei's words made Mu Fan extremely unhappy.

However, Mu Fan was born to be an excellent actor.

She is different from Qiao Weiwei, she has any emotions that will never show on her face.

No matter how angry he was in his heart, the expression on Mu Fan's face was still dripping.

She smiled and said, "Yes, to him, I am nothing, I understand, so, I have already withdrawn, so, Miss Qiao, you don't have to be wary of me......"

"Am I wary of you? Are you worthy? Qiao Weiwei sneered, and after speaking, she opened the door and turned to leave, arrogant.

"Qiao Weiwei, who gave you the capital to make you so presumptuous!" Mu Fan said coldly in his heart, his fists tight/tight/clenched/into fists.

Pulling open the door, Mu Fan just saw the cool light coming out of the men's bathroom,

Seeing the coldness, Mu Fan immediately burst into tears.

Weakness is the best weapon for a woman to suck/attract/attract men's attention.

Seeing her crying, he frowned coldly, but he didn't speak, just tidied up his clothes, then glanced at her, and left quickly......

"Little Liangzi......" Mu Fan stopped him.

Liang Bo paused, turned around, looked at her, and said, "Something?" ”

Until now, Liang Bo still can't see her crying.

"Little Ryoko, I really don't have any illusions about you now, I just want to be/be a good friend with you and Sister Qiao, but Miss Qiao still seems to be dissatisfied with me......" Mu Fan lowered his head, tears dripping on the tips of his snow-white shoes.

"If she said something to you, then I will apologize to you on her behalf, she has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, don't worry, she is actually very kind-hearted......" Liang Bo pressed his eyebrows, looked at her, and said.

Mu Fan nodded and said, "Well, it's because I know her character, so even if she just pointed a gun at me and said something very excessive to me, I didn't get angry......

Speaking of this, Mu Fan pretended to be aggrieved.

Liang Bo frowned, stretched out his right hand, Gu Yao patted her shoulder, but stopped only half an inch away from her shoulder.

His right hand hung in the air for a long time before it slipped to his side.

He took a handkerchief from his pocket and placed it in the palm of her hand and turned away......