"Hmm?" Zhou Chuyu looked at him curiously.

“ilove you…”

The simple saying of I love you made Zhou Chuyu’s eyes red.

On the g, Ning Meng was lying quietly there alone, with a snow-white quilt and a scarred face full of sick weakness.

When a person calms down like this, the guilt in his heart begins to flood again.

"Click..." The sound of the door being pushed through the solemnity of a room.

The thin snow-white quilt was slowly pulled apart, and a coolness spread across the face.

Opening his slightly red eyes, what caught my eye was the handsome and flat face. G head, and said. G head, and said.

Looking at a large bag of various snacks, Ning Meng felt warm.

She was really happy in China...

Have a good best friend Qiurong and a good sister Qiao Weiwei.

"I said, damn girl, are you crying? His face was blue and purple and ugly, and with this pair of scarlet eyes, tsk... If there is an ugly competition, you must be the champion." He sat down, leaned against the backrest of the sofa, crossed his legs, and said.

Ning Meng looked dark, and all the messy emotions in his heart were completely driven away by his words.

She frowned and said, "The thing is delivered, can you leave?"

He raised his eyebrows intoxicatedly, quickly got up, tapped Ning Meng's forehead with a light hand, and said, "At least, I will torture those four girls before they were fired, okay? At least I saved your life, okay? Are you really good to treat me like this? Dear girl..."

"Have you tortured them? Who can believe it..." Ning Meng turned her face and said coldly.

"If you don't believe it, go to the school and ask if they ran around the playground for twenty laps yesterday, and finally they were sent to the infirmary collectively..." said intoxicated again.

"Why did you do this?"

"Because they bullied something that only I can bully." He said intoxicatedly, his eyes were faint, and he could not see any emotions.

"I'm not a thing..."

"Puff..." Ning Meng's words made her intoxicated and almost burst into laughter...

After laughing for a while, he returned to his seriousness when he was drunk. He looked at Ning Meng solemnly, patted her on the shoulder, and nodded, "Yes, you are not a thing. I know this, Comrade Ning Meng, you are still very self-aware."

"you……"

"Let's go, beg..." Chen Zui smiled slightly, and after saying that, he quickly slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet...

If you tease Ning Meng every day, his mood will be very comfortable.

He just likes to see that girl’s crappy expression, it’s so cool!

*…*…*…*

At the same time, the CEO of Qiao Group.

On the large black sofa, Qiao Weiwei leaned affectionately against the cold arrow, looking at the cool new property endorsement sample with him.

On the picture, the cool casual clothes were sitting in the white-style model room, quietly playing only, the sunlight jumped on his slender fingertips, the picture was extremely beautiful...

"It's really good..." Qiao Weiwei praised.

Liang Bo had a cold face, looked at the coolness of the scene as gentlemanly, and said, "Where is good at him?"

"The nose, eyes, mouth, and temperament are all good." Qiao Weiwei, who realized that she was a little jealous, said deliberately.

"What if I dig it all..."

His words were both light and heavy, but Qiao Weiwei got goosebumps all over the floor...

She sat upright, turned her face to the side, looked at Liang Bo, and said, "Master Bo, do you want it to be so bloody?"

"Then don't praise other men in front of me...especially him..." Liang Bo pinched her chin with domineering eyes so deep that it made people unable to see his emotions at this moment.

"Ordinary, unreasonable!" Qiao Weiwei coldly pushed away his hand, lowered her head, and muttered.

"Well... what else?" he raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"Black-bellied, cold-blooded, violent..." Qiao Weiwei said again.

"Woman..." He turned his face and looked at her with a slight slight narrowing of his ice eyes, like a cheetah.

"Hmm?" Qiao Weiwei looked curious.

"You owe it again..." he said slightly.

Qiao Weiwei didn't respond, but reached out and picked up a cigarette on the coffee table, put it to her mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Through the thin smoke, Liang Bo looked at her charming and delicate side face carefully, took the cigarette from her mouth, put it on her fingertips, took a sip, and said, "In the future, you should smoke less cigarettes, which is not good for your health and skin."

"Then you still smoke..."

"I'm a man, you're a woman, can you be the same?"

He said lightly, and as he spoke, a thin smoke slowly emerged from his mouth.

"Doudu..." The vibrating sound of the phone cut through the subtle atmosphere between the two.

Liang Bo glanced at Qiao Weiwei, and then quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Seeing that it was Secretary Mandy's phone call, he immediately pressed to answer...

"President, there is another meeting later, you haven't forgotten?"

"I understand..." Liang Bo said coldly, and after that, he simply hung up the phone.

He pressed out the cigarette butt and put his phone back in his pocket. He stood up, looked at her and said, "I'm so tired of you. I almost forgot about the business. I'll go back to the meeting first..."

Qiao Weiwei stood up gracefully, stepped forward, sorted out her tie for him, and then said, "Go."

He looked at her with a smile, kissed her forehead like a thin lips and said, "Let's go, see you tonight..."

"The company's performance in various departments has been very good recently. In order to reward those executives, I plan to take them out for fun at night, so I may return late..."

"Where are you going to play..."

"Mysterious Bar." Qiao Weiwei pulled his tie and said.

"It doesn't matter if you play, it doesn't matter if you come back late. Just remember for me that you don't get too close to other men." He shaved her nose lightly and said.

After saying that, he turned around and left the office.

Although he left, the faint mint breath on his body was still left in Qiao Weiwei's breath...

*

In the evening, Qiao Weiwei and a group of executives from the company walked into the Mystery Bar.

After entering the door, the prosperity and neon lights that caught your eye were intertwined, making everyone very excited.

"Ah..." Several men snapped their fingers excitedly.

"Let's go, let's go to the private room upstairs first." Qiao Weiwei looked at everyone's excited faces and said.

After saying that, he took the lead in walking upstairs with his slender legs...

Everyone followed closely behind.

Crossing the dance floor where the crowds were surging, Qiao Weiwei's eyes caught Mo Lingling who was drinking alone at the bar and froze.

After looking at the dozen people behind him, Qiao Weiwei said, "You guys go to the private room first to wait for me, and I will go up..."

As soon as Qiao Weiwei finished speaking, the others immediately obediently went upstairs...

After sorting out the red skirt on her body, Qiao Weiwei walked to the seemingly lonely Mo Lingling with her noble and cold outfit...

Sitting in the bar chair, Qiao Weiwei supported the bar with one hand and said, "Oh, isn't this Miss Mo?"

"Ha, Qiao Weiwei... It's such a narrow road to the enemy. I will actually meet you here..." Mo Lingling, who was slightly drunk, held the empty wine bottle with her hand, looked at Qiao Weiwei with her drunken eyes.

"Miss Mo, why, why haven't you lived a good life after divorce from Gu Yun?" Qiao Weiwei said arrogantly, Lu Li's light added a bit of pride to her eyes.

"Are you gloating?"

"Yes..." Qiao Weiwei did not deny her inner thoughts.

"Don't be proud. Maybe one day, Liang Bo will become nothing like Gu Yun..." Mo Lingling said coldly, her eyes full of anger.

"Haha, my Master Bo will never become like Gu Yun, because he has different abilities. Even if he really becomes like that, I will not leave him like someone..." Qiao Weiwei said sarcastically.

"Jiao Weiwei, you..."

"Mo Lingling, thank you..." Qiao Weiwei raised her chin lightly and Leng Mei spoke.

"What do you thank me?"

"Thank you for your life so miserable now. I thought that if you robbed me, you would be able to live like this. It seems that it is nothing more than that. Tsk tsk..." After that, Qiao Weiwei slid off the chair and turned around and walked upstairs.

Seeing this, Mo Lingling, who was angry and embarrassed, staggered off the chair, her hands dyed with bright red nail polish, and grabbed Qiao Weiwei's shoulder from behind.

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, calmly reached out and grabbed the hand that was placed on her shoulder. She threw it over her shoulder neatly, and Mo Lingling was thrown to the ground without any mercy...

The bar environment is too noisy and everyone plays their own games, so no one noticed this scene.

After crossing Mo Lingling who was curled up in the ground and chanting in pain, Qiao Weiwei went straight up the stairs...
To be continued...