"No, I just want to say happy birthday to you. Girl, is there any gift you want?"

"Brother, can you promise me whatever I want?" Ning Meng asked anxiously, holding on to his trembling heart.

"Of course, today is your birthday. Whatever gift you want, my brother will give it to you. Tell me, what do you want? Car? Clothes? Jewelry?"

"Brother, I don't want a car, I don't want clothes, and I don't want any jewelry. I just want you to give up your plan."

"Shit! What did you say?! Don't forget how our parents died!"

"But brother, I feel like I can't hold on any longer. I feel like I'm about to collapse." Liangbo and Qiao Weiwei were too good to her, and when facing them, her guilt would always come out to torture her.

"You have to continue even if you collapse! As long as you don't die, you have to fight with me to the end! Ning Meng, give me some ambition, okay, don't say anything anymore, that's it~"

In her ears, the cold hang-up sound completely shattered Ning Meng's last illusion about Ning Motong.

Her brother is like this. He has always regarded revenge as his only belief.

After hanging up the phone, Ning Meng let out a long sigh and looked at Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, Liang Yi, Qiurong, the gifts they gave her, and her heart was extremely confused.

Here, Ning Meng was alone and enduring the torment of his conscience. In the next room, in the bedroom of Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei, there was another scene.

On the snow-white wool carpet, Qiao Weiwei held the dice in her hand, looked at Liang Bo who was sitting cross-legged opposite, and said: "Let me tell you the rules of the game. The two of us throw the dice, and the one with the higher number wins. The one who wins can ask to lose at will."

Just do one thing. Don’t be immoral or lower your limits.”

Liang Bo smiled gracefully, looked at the dice in her hand with interest, and said: "Lady first, you come first."

As soon as Liang Bo finished speaking, Qiao Weiwei dropped the dice in her hand into the small wooden square in front of them.

"Haha, six o'clock... Mr. Bo, you will definitely lose."

Liangbo has a black line on his face, kao! Is this woman so lucky?

After taking the dice, he continued to look as steady as a mountain and casually threw the sieve into the small square grid.

"Haha, a little bit... Mr. Bo, your character is too bad!" Qiao Weiwei pointed at the dice, clapped her hands proudly and laughed.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Liangbo looked at Qiao Weiwei calmly and asked.

"You can just go out and find a bodyguard, kiss him and tell him you love him..."

"No, change!" He said coldly, his face gradually turning dark.

"Either go kiss the bodyguard, or wear a wig and walk around the living room. You have only these two choices." Qiao Weiwei raised her chin proudly, folded her hands in front of her chest, and stared at the cold face in front of her.

"Do I have a third way?"

"Yes, break up with me." Qiao Weiwei said jokingly.

"You're cruel..." He smiled helplessly, stood up, walked to her dressing table, picked up her waist-length wig, and carefully put it on her head.

His appearance is too coquettish and beautiful. Wearing such a wig on his head not only does not feel inconsistent, but also adds a bit of feminine charm to him.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Weiwei's heart began to beat violently again.

If he were a woman, she would definitely be the type to bring disaster to the country and the people. If she had been born in ancient times, she would have provoked the princes of the world to rise up and seize her...

"Is it okay?"

The cold yet pleasant voice brought Qiao Weiwei back from her thoughts.

With a cold smile, she stood up, took his hand, and said, "I have to go to the living room for a walk."

Liang Bo remained silent and just allowed Qiao Weiwei to pull her out of the room.

Taking the elevator, the two of them arrived at the living room.

The moment the elevator door opened, the maids who were sitting on the floor of the living room arranging flowers immediately focused their attention on the cool body of the woman wearing a wig in the elevator.

Even though he was being stared at like this, his cool expression remained calm and calm.

Pulling the long hair on her head, Liangbo calmly walked around the living room and then returned to the elevator.

It wasn't until the elevator door slowly closed that the maids came back to their senses...

After looking at each other in confusion, everyone started talking again.

"Master Bo looks so beautiful in a wig."

"But have we, Mr. Bo, gone crazy after losing his mind? He has never been so crazy..."

"It looks a bit like it. Did you forget to take your medicine?"

After returning to the room, Liang Bo took off his wig with a dark face as soon as he closed the door.

After patting the wig in Qiao Weiwei's hand, he smiled conspiratorially and said, "Come on! Let's continue..."

"I don't want to..." Qiao Weiwei turned her wig around casually, smiled proudly, then quickly walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

"..." Liangbo stood there and moved his lips in frustration: "Okay...woman, you are cruel enough."

Thinking about what he had just done, he really wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it...

Growing up, he never thought that one day he would do such a shameful thing just for a woman's words.

The next day.

Office of the President of Liangshi Group.

In the early summer afternoon, the temperature in the office without air conditioning was a bit high.

On the record player, a beautiful piano music was playing, with a soft and beautiful tune.

In front of the large and bright desk, Liangbo browsed the accounts of the African branch while listening to music.

The atmosphere is so good.

"Ring ring ring..."

The phone rang at an inappropriate time.

Pressing his eyebrows, Liang Bo did not raise his head. While continuing to look at the documents, he took the landline phone and put it to his ear.

"President, there was a car accident downstairs. The woman who always comes to see you was hit by a car... The security guards said that the woman deliberately hit someone else's car. The motorcycle hit her and then ran away.

Now, the security has called the police and an ambulance."

Secretary Mandy's voice on the phone made Liang Bo feel nervous.

He quickly hung up the phone, put on his coat, quickly left the office and went downstairs...

Across the hall, he quickly ran out of the company.

As soon as he left the company, Liangbo saw a group of people not far from the door...

He slapped his forehead hard, walked quickly behind the crowd, and pushed the crowd aside impatiently...

The picture that caught his eye hurt his heart.

At this moment, Mu Fan was lying quietly in a pool of blood, like a rose that was about to wither.

"Mu Fan... Mu Fan... wake up, don't scare me!" He quickly squatted down and shook the unconscious Mu Fan desperately, shouting continuously.

However, no matter how he shook it, Mu Fan was like a puppet, unresponsive.

Picking her up in his arms, he rushed to his Bugatti Veyron like crazy, opened the door, and placed Mu Fan in the passenger seat.

After fastening her seat belt, he got into the car from the other side and stepped on the accelerator all the way to Liang's Private Hospital...

After entering the hospital, Mu Fan was sent to the emergency room on the uppermost floor of the Liang family's exclusive floor for first aid, while Liang Bo sat uneasily outside the emergency room, smoking continuously.

At this moment, his heart was extremely confused.

The woman he once loved deeply was lying in the emergency room with her life and death uncertain.

Moreover, the security guard said that she hit the car intentionally.

What, is she going to commit suicide?

Half an hour of waiting seemed as long as half a century.

Half an hour later, the emergency lights suddenly went out.

The door to the emergency room opened slowly.

When Liangbo saw this, he immediately threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, quickly walked to the door of the emergency room, looked at the doctor who came out first, and said, "How is it?"

"It's nothing serious, no internal organs were injured, but her left leg was severely fractured. I'm afraid this lady will have to rely on a wheelchair and crutches in the next few months." The doctor said while taking off his mask.

When Liang Bo heard this, his hanging heart finally fell back into the distance.

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the nurses carefully pushed Mu Fan out.

At this moment, she was still in a comatose state.

After pushing Mu Fan into the general ward and hanging water on her, the nurses left.

In the huge ward, only Liang Bo and Mu Fan were left.

Sitting quietly on the hospital bed, Liang Bo frowned and looked at Mu Fan's left leg hanging in the air with a plaster on it. His heart felt a twinge of pain again.

Half an hour later, Mu Fan slowly opened his eyes as the anesthesia wore off.

Seeing Liang Bo looking at his left leg with a distressed look, Mu Fan felt happy.
To be continued...