Liangbo's fierce glance made Su Xiangbei hesitate to speak. He immediately changed the subject and said: "I told you, you kid, you are so heartless. I really froze to death last night. What are you going to do?"

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"If that's the case, don't worry, I will definitely prepare a better urn for you." Liang Bo walked slowly to Qiao Weiwei, put his arms around her waist, and said.

"Beep...beep..." Qiao Weiwei glanced at the vibrating phone and answered it.

"Happy birthday Weiwei, the gift is in your room... Dad is not in good health this year and can't hold a banquet for you. I have put the money on your card. If you want to get together with your friends, then find a place.

"On the other end of the phone, Qiao Zhihai's voice was a little weak, which made Qiao Weiwei feel nervous.

"I know." I felt really uncomfortable in my heart.

He hung up the phone, walked to the sofa, and sat down with Liang Boou Xiangbei.

"By the way, I have prepared everything you asked me to prepare. It will cost a total of 10 million, plus... my transportation expenses. I will give you a discount. Give me 15 million..." Ou Xiang

Bei picked up the coffee on the table, smelled it, but didn't drink it, and said.

"What are you preparing, 15 million?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

"This, surprise, surprise, haha..." He put down the coffee cup and said angrily.

"Then you first give me the money for the villa in New York, and the money I spent on those girls in New York, etc. After all, I will give you a discount..." Liang Bolan

He was holding Qiao Weiwei's shoulders, twirling his fingers in her hair, crossing her legs gracefully, and her expression was like the surface of a windless lake.

"Ah... this... it's so sad to talk about money. Good brothers, we talk about loyalty. Money is something more than just one thing. Ha... I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore."

"Does Zhou Chuyu know that you are so insane?" Liang Bo took a sip of coffee and said slowly.

"Why did you mention her? Besides, we have nothing to do with each other..."

Seeing Ou Xiangbei looking embarrassed and secretive, Qiao Weiwei's curiosity was piqued.

"Zhou Chuyu? Who is it?"

"Ask him..." Liang Bo raised his chin and looked at Ou Xiangbei with a look of gloating on his misfortune.

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It's night, and the whole city is once again covered in gorgeous neon clothes and feathers, posing under the starry sky.

The 45-meter extended white luxury yacht stands like a majestic guard on the sea filled with birthday candles.

The gorgeous fireworks light up the entire sky, and the world at this moment is as bright as day.

Bright red roses cover almost the entire beach.

Helicopters roared in, sending elegantly dressed men and women aboard the yacht. Gu Yun and Mo Lingling were among them.

Qiao Weiwei, dressed coolly in a black tuxedo and holding a rose red floor-length tube top gown, stepped on the delicate roses and slowly walked onto the yacht. At that moment, the band played the song "Happy Birthday"...

The lights hit both of their faces, and the audience clapped along with Liangbo and sang: "Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~"

"What kind of fate does Qiao Weiwei have to be able to snatch Liang Bo from Qiao Moli's hand?" On the side, Mo Lingling gritted her teeth, and Gu Yun coughed lightly in embarrassment.

After the song ended, Ou Xiangbei, who was dressed in out-of-place casual clothes, pushed a two-meter-high cake, slowly walked up to Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo, and said, "Weiwei, happy birthday."

After her mother passed away, no one took her birthday seriously anymore. Every year, Qiao Zhihai just held a cocktail party as usual. It was not so much her birthday party as it was Qiao Zhihai's social cocktail party.

Liangbo took out an exquisite pink brocade box from his jacket pocket, opened it, and put the pink diamond bracelet he bought for 100 million yuan on Qiao Weiwei's wrist with all his heart.

He bought it, this priceless thing, to give it to her as a birthday present.
Chapter completed!