"Mo Tong, how's the investigation going?" He held his cell phone in one hand and put it on the armrest of the chair with the other.

The hand on the armrest is bleeding out right now...

The bright red liquid dripped on the snow-white wool floor, and bright red flowers bloomed.

That red is so dazzling and flawless.

"President, we are still under investigation. I will give you news within a day." Ning Motong said cautiously on the other end of the phone.

"Crack..." The door was slowly pushed open, and Qiao Weiwei, wearing a snow-white silk nightgown, slowly walked in.

The bright white light made her face look even paler.

Although his lips were no longer blue and his eyes were no longer red, he still looked sickly.

In the past, the flying look in his eyes was completely gone.

Looking at Qiao Weiwei's appearance, Liang Bo's brows tightened, and his heart throbbed.

He looked at her, hung up the phone silently, moved his cold thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't want to rest, what are you doing in the study?"

"Maybe it's an adverse reaction from the injection. I'm feeling cold and hot now, and I can't sleep."

Qiao Weiwei slowly walked up to Liang Bo, her eyes darkened, and she straddled him naturally. She grabbed his wrist with her cold hands, looked at the place where blood was constantly bleeding on the back of his hand, and then looked at the black screen.

, looking at the cracked computer screen, said: "Who made our Mr. Bo angry? I'll get you some potion to disinfect it."

After saying that, she stood up, but he grabbed her wrist and forced her to sit on his thigh.

He held her in his arms domineeringly, his chin with a thin beard pressed against her smooth and white shoulder.

A slight tingling sensation made her move unconsciously.

"Be good, don't move, let me hug you." His voice was a little soft, a little hoarse, and a little weak.

The faint smell of mint on his body hit your nostrils, refreshing and pleasant.

Qiao Weiwei rarely saw him looking so decadent. She hooked her hands around his neck, letting his stubble sting her shoulders, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay... I just want to hug you." His movements became harder and harder, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Holding her, the pain in my heart was self-evident.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to this woman and what would happen to him if he couldn't find Bai Shan...

He didn't dare to think about it, really didn't dare...

"You hurt me..." Qiao Weiwei struggled to push him away, frowning dissatisfied, then stood up, looked for a first aid kit in the drawer at her feet, opened it, and took out a bottle of iodine, some gauze, and cotton balls.

come out.

She straddled him again, carefully applied iodine to his wound, and while wrapping gauze around it, she asked: "It's okay to smash the computer if you're unhappy. Don't use your hands... What's wrong with you?"

After tying the gauze with an exquisite bow on the back of his hand, she threw a pack of cotton balls in her hand next to the iodine on the table, hooked his neck again, and said.

"I just wanted to change my computer, so I smashed it..." He looked at her and said lightly.

What's the reason for this... Qiao Weiwei has a dark look on his face. He is indeed cool, and the way he wants to change his computer is so weird.

"Why don't you go back to sleep? Are you going to accompany me here to finish what we just didn't finish in bed? It would be good to do it in the study room..." He pinched her chin with one hand, raised one corner of his lips, and said playfully

He looked up, with a smile in his eyes.

"Screw you...I'm going to bed, you go to bed early." Qiao Weiwei sat up directly, rolled her eyes at him, walked out of the study quickly, and closed the door for him.

He looked at her back, the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, he frowned again and moved his lips: "Woman, as long as I am here, you will not die, you will not..."

Even the Lord of Hell will never take away the things he refuses to let go of!

A pair of ice eyes suddenly locked...

The next day.

"Beep..." The vibrating sound of the phone woke up Liang Bo, who was lying on the table in a light sleep state.

He slowly opened his eyes, moved his sore arms, sat up straight, picked up the phone at hand, and answered it: "Hey, Mo Tong, have you found anything..."

"President, it is currently only found that Bai Shan is in V City, China, but the specific address cannot be found. If you want to find her, you can find someone first..." Ning Motong's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little tired.

"Who?" Ning Motong's words were like an iron, ironing out the clear word "Chuan" between his eyebrows.

"Her daughter, the innocent actress Sun Xiaoran..."

"What? You mean, Sun Xiaoran is Bai Shan's daughter?" As soon as Ning Motong finished speaking, her cold eyes quickly turned cold.

There was a face full of anger, and his hand was holding the phone tightly, as if he wanted to crush it...

In this way, everything has an answer.

There is no doubt that the one who caused the poison was Sun Xiaoran.

She is Bai Shan's daughter. It's easy to get the Death Gu.

Apart from Sun Xiaoran, he couldn't think of anyone else around Qiao Weiwei who could have access to these things.

"Yes... through various channels of investigation, we did find out that Bai Shan's daughter is Sun Xiaoran. Although Sun Xiaoran and Bai Shan kept their mother-daughter relationship secret,... we still found out."

"Okay, Mo Tong, thank you for your hard work!" After hanging up the phone, Liang Bo snorted coldly, raised one corner of his lips, narrowed his ice eyes, and said: "Sun Xiaoran..."

Thinking of that innocent-looking face, he wanted to tear her to pieces with his own hands...

Dare to touch his woman...

snort……

"Cha..."

"Beep beep beep..." The phone in his hand vibrated again, making his palms itch.

He glanced at the name "Sun Xiaoran" dancing on the screen of his mobile phone. His angular face was covered with a layer of anger, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, like Satan...

He bit the root hard, deliberately suppressing the anger burning in his body, pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and said nothing.

"Master Bo...can you come to my house? I have something to tell you." Sun Xiaoran's charming voice came to my ears on the other end of the phone.

"Okay... just wait for me... Sun Xiaoran..." Liang Bo snorted coldly, moved her two thin lips, and tightened her ice eyes again...

"Really? Then I'll wait for you, Mr. Bo! That's it, see you later!" Sun Xiaoran said in surprise in his ear.

He raised the corner of his lips, snorted again, and hung up the phone.

Sun Xiaoran, do you want to see him?

OK! He was just about to go meet her!

"Dong dong dong..." There was a gentle knock on the door, and then the door was slowly pushed open. Qiao Weiwei, who was wearing light makeup, stretched her head out of the crack in the door, looked at Liang Bo, and said: "I'll go

Company."

When his eyes touched her face, the thousand-year-old ice on her face melted instantly.
Chapter completed!