"Hey, hello, who are you?" Mu Fan's soft and beautiful voice came to his ears on the other end of the phone.

Qiao Weiwei said lightly: "Hello, Miss Mu, I am Qiao Weiwei... If you have time, come to the private room No. 9 on the second floor of Piao Coffee."

"Okay..." Mu Fan simply answered on the other side of the phone...

Twenty minutes later, the door of the private room slowly opened.

Qiao Weiwei heard the sound, gracefully put down the coffee cup in her hand and looked at the source of the sound.

At the door, Mu Fan, dressed in white and covered in black hair, made Qiao Weiwei's heart tremble.

She is indeed very beautiful and looks very gentle, with the tallness of a northern woman and the tenderness of a southern woman.

No wonder Liang Bo loved her so much before...

"Miss Mu comes here to sit." Qiao Weiwei said lightly.

When he looked at Qiao Weiwei, Mu Fan smiled shyly, then brushed his soft hair, walked to the opposite Qiao Weiwei, and sat down.

Qiao Weiwei is noble and cold, Mu Fan is gentle and simple. Such two people are sitting together, which makes them look very inconsistent.

"What are you drinking?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

"No need, you should have something to say to me if you ask me here?" Mu Fan was straightforward, his eyes always soft like the sunshine of the spring.

"Your appearance looks simple. Just looking at your appearance, you are not like the kind of woman who will stick to others." Qiao Weiwei smiled coldly, tapped the lilac tabletop with her fingers, moved her lips, and said.

Mu Fan is direct, Qiao Weiwei is even more direct than her.

Qiao Weiwei's words made Mu Fan very unhappy.

What Qiao Weiwei meant is to scold her for being different from each other?

Humph, she really scolds people without the word Yuezhuang.

He raised his head and met Qiao Weiwei's eyes. Mu Fan pretended to be calm and smiled slightly, saying, "Miss Qiao, Xiao Liangzi was mine before."

Xiao Liangzi, these three words made Qiao Weiwei feel sour...

I remember one time, she joked with Liang Bo and called him Little Liangzi, but he immediately asked her to change his words and call him Master Bo...

Haha, no wonder he didn't let her call her. It turned out that this name belongs to Mu Fan.

After a second of his loss, Qiao Weiwei proudly pulled the corners of her lips, glanced at Mu Fan, and said, "Yes, you said it was the past... You are already in the past. Now, the person he loves is me, Qiao Weiwei. You said you always pester him for nothing. Do you want to be the mistress between us?"

Although Qiao Weiwei's tone was calm, her eyes were filled with sarcasm.

No matter what, she just doesn't like the Mu Fan in front of her very much.

"Miss Qiao, everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness. I really love Xiao Liangzi. If you want me to quit, then I'm sorry, I can't do it." Although Mu Fan was already angry, there was still a smile on his lips.

"The reason I asked you to come out is not to tell you whether to withdraw or not. I just want to see what you look like and remind you kindly not to make unnecessary efforts, so as not to harm yourself in the end."

Although Qiao Weiwei's words were calm and gentle, they left a deep mark in Mu Fan's heart.

After a while of silence, Mu Fan stood up gracefully, looked at his watch, and said, "I only asked our dean Ou Xiangbei for an hour off. Now the time is coming, so I have to hurry back."

After saying that, Mu Fan walked out of the private room.

Looking at Mu Fan's back, Qiao Weiwei's face became increasingly ugly.

He took out his cell phone and called Liang Bo's phone number.

After the phone was connected, Qiao Weiwei spoke without waiting for Liang Bo to speak and said, "Little Liangzi? Do you have an exclusive title between you and Mu Fan?"

"You have seen her?"

"Yes, I've seen it, it's so beautiful. No wonder you never forget it. No wonder when you called you Xiao Liangzi last time, you immediately asked me to change your words and lose my mind. It turned out that it was because of her." Qiao Weiwei said lightly.

"Woman, I..."

"I understand, I, Qiao Weiwei, wouldn't be angry about this sesame size..." Qiao Weiwei said slanderously.

"That's good. Have a meal together at noon?"

"No, I'll have to go back to the company later, so I'll do it first..." After saying that, Qiao Weiwei hung up the phone, and then walked out of the private room with her bag.

At the same time, Liangshi Private Hospital and intensive care unit.

In the ward, Su Qingcheng, who was pale-faced, was sleeping quietly.

On the side, Zhou Chuyu was sitting quietly on the sofa and watching fashion magazines. On the table, the silent phone showed Aunt Xin’s call...

After seeing the light on the screen of the phone, Zhou Chuyu hurriedly closed the magazine and picked up the phone.

The three words "Auntie Xin" on the screen made Zhou Chuyu's mouth lightly lit.

Since her divorce from Ou Xiangbei, her contact with Xin Qing has never been interrupted. The two of them always call and chat every now and then.

However, at this critical moment, Xin Qing called her so by chance, and she thought that it must be Ou Xiangbei and Xin Qing that he had said something.

Pressing to answer, Zhou Chuyu got up, walked out of the ward quickly, and whispered with the door, "Hey, Aunt Xin."

"Ahem... Chu Yu. Can you come to Ou Xiangbei this time? I want to see you."

The sound of Xin Qing's coughing and the weak and trembling voice on the other side of the phone made Zhou Chuyu feel nervous.

She immediately asked, "Auntie Xin, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's hard to describe it. Chu Yu, come here."

"Okay, I'll go there now." Zhou Chuyu nodded nervously and said.

After saying that, Zhou Chuyu hung up the phone.

Seeing the passing nurse, Zhou Chuyu immediately jogged to the nurse and said, "Nurse, please help me take care of Su Qingcheng. I have urgent matters now."

"Okay, Miss Zhou" nurse nodded.

After watching the nurse nodded, Zhou Chuyu immediately ran into the special elevator.

After leaving the hospital, Zhou Chuyu hurriedly got on his newly bought silver-white Bentley, then started the car and left the hospital.

Xin Qing's voice on the phone made Zhou Chuyu feel that Xin Qing's condition seemed to be very bad.

Xin Qing has always been very nice to her, and she has always regarded Xin Qing as her second mother. When Zhou Chuyu heard Xin Qing's voice, she felt a lot of trouble.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhou Chuyu's car stopped at the door of Ou Xiangbei Villa.

He quickly pushed open the car door and jumped out of the car. Zhou Chuyu walked quickly to the front of the door and rang the doorbell.

Two minutes later, the door slowly opened.

The one who opened the door was Ou Xiangbei, and his face was covered with a layer of unwavering sadness.

Ou Xiangbei's expression further aggravated Zhou Chuyu's uneasiness.

"Xiangbei, aunt, what's wrong with her?" Zhou Chuyu asked.

Ou Xiangbei sighed, looked at Zhou Chuyu, and said, "Hey... her condition is not very good, you go in and take a look."

Ou Xiangbei's answer made Zhou Chuyu's heart skip a little.

Zhou Chuyu immediately pushed Ou Xiangbei away and ran quickly to the open inner door.

Standing at the door, Zhou Chuyu sorted out his hair that was blown by the wind, and then kept gently caressing his crazy beating heart and entering the door.

After changing into slippers, Zhou Chuyu quickly walked into the living room.

Europeans followed closely behind.

As soon as he entered the living room, Zhou Chuyu saw the sofa, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his weak look...

When his eyes met, Xin Qing pretended to cough weakly, and then waved his hands to Zhou Chuyu and Ou towards the north...

"Son, Chu Yu, you two come here."

Seeing this, Zhou Chuyu immediately walked to Xin Qing's side and sat down.

Ou Xiangbei stood there, and in his heart he praised his mother's acting skills and the makeup artist's special makeup skills, he slowly walked to Zhou Chuyu's side and sat down.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Chuyu's eyes were slightly red when he grabbed Xin Qing's slightly cold hand.

"Oh, it's hard to describe it. I'm already in the late stage of lung cancer, Chu Yu. Cough cough cough..." Xin Qing said weakly, then tremblingly, took out a handkerchief in her pocket, covered her mouth, and pretended to cough.

When Ou Xiangbei heard what his mother said, he felt the sky thunder rolling.

Before Zhou Chuyu came, didn’t my mother say she wanted to pretend to be gastric cancer? Why did this turn into lung cancer again?

"What? Late stage of lung cancer?" Xin Qing's words instantly made Zhou Chuyu's mind blank...

"Yes, it's late, this is the hospital's test form." As he said that, Xin Qing took out a fake test form from his pocket and asked the hospital to prescribe in advance and put it in Zhou Chuyu's hand.

After looking at Xin Qing, Zhou Chuyu immediately opened the wrinkled test sheet.

On the test sheet, the four words "latest cancer" made Zhou Chuyu burst into tears.

These four words are undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Zhou Chuyu.

"The doctor said, I can only live for two months." Xin Qing sighed and said again.

"Two...two months?" Zhou Chuyu wiped his tears and asked.

Seeing that Zhou Chuyu had already believed in his lies, Xin Qing was happy and closed her eyes lightly and said, "Yes, I can only live for two months."

On the side, Ou Xiangbei, who had been silent all the time, squeezed his eyes hard at Xin Qing in a place beyond the reach of Zhou Chuyu's eyes, and said in his mouth: "You are so awesome!"

Xin Qing looked at Ou Xiangbei coldly, then turned her eyes back to Zhou Chuyu's face, and held Zhou Chuyu's hands with trembling hands and said, "Chu Yu, can I satisfy my last wish?"

"Auntie, what do you want me to do for you?" Zhou Chuyu asked with tears in his eyes.
Chapter completed!