One day, when he gets tired of her, she will be ruthlessly thrown into the trash by him like a used tissue, and he will not look at it again.

And she.... Now she doesn't want to be with him for the rest of her life, she just wants him to get tired of her earlier and let her live.

The game of feelings, she Qiao Weiwei can't afford to play now, because she can't afford to hurt anymore.

She is most afraid of others talking about it for a lifetime, but she turns around and embraces other warm nephrites. It's enough for her to experience this kind of thing once, isn't it?

"You're sleeping with me now, aren't you afraid that Jasmine will mess with you? Don't you think we're a bit perverted now? Brother-in-law and sister-in-law|Sheets? ”

In her heart, she actually had an evil thought, in fact, she hoped that Qiao Jasmine would know and hurt her so that she could hurt her severely...... also gave Chen Bihua's daughter a taste of betrayal.

She admits that she is very bad~

It's just that there are no bad people in this world? No matter how good a person is, he occasionally has evil thoughts in his heart, but if he doesn't say it, others can't detect it.

“……”

Her question was met with his silent response.

The next second, she heard his shallow, even breathing......

He was already tired from the N toss in the bathroom, how could he have the leisure to answer such an inconsequential question as her, Jo Jasmine? She? It doesn't matter to him at all, at least, not in his arms.

For the first time, Qiao Weiwei easily fell asleep without sleeping pills, and for the first time, there was no dream of her mother's suicide at night.........

In such dreams, she would always become mute, through the locked glass door, watching her mother cut her wrists but couldn't scream, only desperately slapping the glass, trying to shout out but couldn't make a sound, trying to press 120 fingers but always not listening, always pressing the wrong .........

Every time I woke up, my heart hurt so much that I couldn't breathe......... The pillows were wet with tears.

Every midnight after her mother's suicide, she was always going through it over and over again.

It's rare to get a good night's sleep. Qiao Weiwei only felt relaxed, the kind of ease that she had ever had~.

The next day, when Qiao Weiwei woke up, Liang Bo was no longer there, the snow-white suspender dress was lying quietly beside her, almost integrated with the sheets, and there was a set of snow-white xing|sensible underwear and a snow-white note on the skirt, on the note, it was his pretentious handwriting, "White is more suitable for you - Liang Bo." ”

After taking a shower, Qiao Weiwei changed into the underwear and skirt he had prepared for her, and pushed the door and went downstairs.

Downstairs, in the resplendent world, the maids in classic maid outfits are busy, and everyone looks nervous and serious.

"Miss Joe!" Everyone bowed in unison to Jovivi, who was standing in the middle of the stairs, and then went about their jobs.

"Miss Qiao, Master Bo said that he went to the company first, Miss Qiao, you have had dinner, if you go out, the driver and car are ready. Remember to come back before evening. He doesn't want to come back and not see you. The maid in charge stepped forward and said respectfully.

"I won't eat breakfast, I'm out of the woods." Qiao Weiwei nodded, showed a smile that matched the dress, and then walked out the door.

Outside, the sun is very good, the sky is cloudless, the sea breeze is blowing, and it is very comfortable.

The black Bentley stopped at the door in a low-key manner, and when the driver saw Qiao Weiwei, he immediately got out of the car and respectfully opened the door.

"Alright, you can go back. I drive myself. "She has never been used to taking a driver, this kind of Miss Jiao thing has never been what she Qiao Weiwei likes.

"Yes!"