"Sorry, the phone number you called has been turned off, sorry..."

On the other side of the phone, the sound coming from his ears made Cold brows deeply locked.

At this moment, Liang Yi's heart was full of anxiety.

After pressing the hangup, Liang Yi called Zhou Chuyu again.

"Sister Chu Yu, that parrot...Is my sister-in-law with you?"

"No, Mr. Bo, Xiangbei, Ning Meng, and several people are looking for Vivi separately. Have you seen the report?"

Liang Yi frowned and said, "Yes, I saw it!" g Jiao, haha.

Mu Fan is back, so my brother's heart is shaken again, right?

He knew that with the character of the parrot, although it was impossible for her to do anything stupid, she must be hiding alone in the corner and silently enduring pain and healing her wounds alone.

"Let's talk about it specifically when you sit together in the future. If you have time, come out and help us find it..."

"Well, I'll go to the major bars first."

As he said that, Liang Yi got up, walked to the wall, picked up a gray jacket and put it on his body.

"Brother Yi, what are you doing? I haven't finished saying anything yet?" Qiu Rong, who was puzzled, immediately stood up, walked quickly to Liang Yi's side, and held Liang Yi's hand.

"Qiurong, let's talk about the topic later. I have an urgent matter now and need to go out. You should stay at home with Chen Zui first." Liang Yi lowered her head, looked at Qiu Rong's plain face and said.

After saying that, Liang Yi turned his head and looked at the intoxicated person who was watching him, and said, "Intoxicated, you are at home with Qiurong, I'll go out."

Hearing this, he immediately put out the cigarette butts in his hand, got up quickly, patted the ashes on his pants, looked at the coolness and said, "Okay, I know Master Yi."

"Brother Yi, what are you doing?" Qiu Rong asked.

"Let's talk about it when you come back, huh?" Liang Yi looked at Qiu Rong, tried hard to squeeze out a smile on the corner of her lips, and patted Qiu Rong's slightly cold face with gentle eyes.

He is really anxious now, and he really has no choice but to explain too much to Qiu Rong.

He must find the parrot as soon as possible, he cannot let her stay alone in the corner and suffer alone.

"Oh..." Qiu Rong nodded in a depressed manner.

Seeing Qiurong nodded, Liang Yi tidied up her coat and quickly went out.

The outside world is a bit gloomy.

Large swaths of dark clouds cover the sky, and the air is cool and tide, as if it will rain in the next second.

Walking out of the apartment building, the cold wind blew in my face, and the chill couldn't help but shivered.

Looking up, looking at the sky covered by dark clouds, he quickly ran to the black Cayenne, opened the car door, and got into the car.

After starting the car, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the apartment complex.

As soon as the car drove out of the community, it started to drizzle in the sky...

After finding a few high-end bars, Liang Yi drove the car again and came to the Mystery Bar.

When the black Cayenne stopped at the door of the Mystery Bar, the rain had already become heavier.

The city cage in the misty rain is like a sad ink painting.

The raindrops as big as beans kept slapping on the car windows, making an irritating sound.

In the dark space, there was a gloomy cool look on my face, and I was delighted when I saw the red Maserati hanging across the bar.

I patted my forehead, picked up the black folding umbrella stained with rain in the passenger seat, pushed open the car door, opened the umbrella, and got out of the car...

After running to the gate quickly and handing the umbrella to the security guard at the door, he quickly pushed open the door and walked into the bar.

After searching around the neon-crossing hall, he did not find Qiao Weiwei.

After grabbing a waiter casually, he asked anxiously: "Which private room is Qiao Weiwei in?"

"You said Miss Qiao? She is 808 upstairs." Waiter said as he looked at the coldness.

He took out a stack of red banknotes in his pocket, slapped them into the waiter's hand, and said thank you, Liang Yi immediately turned around, ran to the stairs, and took a big step to the second floor.

At the door of the 808 box, the coolness stopped.

Slowly stretched out his frown brows, trembling hands, and gently pushed open the door...

The door slowly opened, and a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol came to my nose.

Standing at the door and looking at the dark corner, Qiao Weiwei, who was sitting on the sofa smoking cigarettes, his heart suddenly shrank into a ball.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath of cigarette, raised her head, and her empty eyes looked at Liang Yi standing at the door, pretending to be strong, and smiled and said, "Liang Yi, why are you here?"

Liang Yi didn't say anything, but walked to Qiao Weiwei with a gloomy face and sat down. He stretched out his long arms and hugged her in his arms with heartache. G was so cute, carrying me on his back, haha..."

"Parrot, in front of me, you don't need to pretend to be strong. If you want to cry, you just hold me and cry. If you want to hit someone, then you just hit me. If you want to scold someone, you also scold me. I am willing to be your best punching bag. Hum?" He said seriously, touching her fragrant hair with his hands, and his long narrow eyes gradually dyed a layer of blush.

The cool words made Qiao Weiwei feel warm.

But he just pushed the cool away gently, looked at him, and smiled bitterly again: "But the tears have dried up and I can't cry anymore, haha. You are worried that you will be afraid that I will die, so you came to me?"

"Die? Haha, if you die because of this kind of thing, then you are not my parrot."

He looked at her affectionately and said affectionately, his gentle eyes kept spinning on her face.

"That's right, I've always been strong." Qiao Weiwei smiled bitterly, pulled away the hands of Liang Yi holding her cheeks, and said with an expressionless face.

"But I also know that although my parrot would not seek death because of such a thing, she would definitely hide alone in the corner of no one and secretly heal her wounds. Although she looks invincible on the outside, she is actually very fragile inside and has many injuries." The hands that grabbed Qiao Weiwei's hand gently held it in the palm of her hand. He raised his eyes, looked at her, and continued to speak, his eyes faintly.

"What are your plans next?"

"Plan? My plan is to completely end with your brother and give way to Mu Fan. I want to withdraw from this messy relationship. Anyway, Mu Fan came back this time to make peace with him. Anyway, he was shaken because of this, haha..."

"Ha, I really didn't expect that my brother would be shaken by the woman who had abandoned him..." When he said this, his cool face became even more gloomy.

"At that time, Mu Fan left because of Aunt Qian. She sent someone to force Mu Fan to write the letter and took Mu Fan to the mountain, locked it in a broken house and tried to burn her to death. Mu Fan finally broke open the door and escaped, but Aunt Qian saw it, and then ordered her to be caught back. When she escaped desperately, she accidentally fell off the cliff, and then she lost her memory. Think about it, when a woman buried in her heart for many years appears again, tell him these things, tell him yourself

How could he not shake the reason that has disappeared for many years? He kept saying something, caring about me more than that woman, saying that the woman had to make up with him, he refused, hahaha... After he refused, he took care of that woman himself. What's the difference between this and not refusing? In order to take care of her, he even used the reason for socializing to deceive me. If the news had not been exposed, I would have been kept in the dark." At this point, Qiao Weiwei's clenched hands tightly into fists...

"Click..." The sound of pushing the door was light and heavy, interrupting the words Liang Yi was about to say.

Liang Yi and Qiao Weiwei looked up at the same time, wearing melancholy, standing at the door.

Seeing Liang Bo, Liang Yi didn't say anything, but just sat in the distance, looking at him quietly, her narrow eyes gradually tightened...

Qiao Weiwei just sneered and raised her chin lightly, looking at Liang Bo standing at the door: "Didn't I say it? I'll withdraw, what else are you doing?"

Although she pretended to be calm, her dim eyes easily betrayed her.

Looking at her eyes with a scar, Liang Bo quickly stepped forward and glanced coldly at Liang Yi. Then, he looked down at Qiao Weiwei and stretched out his hand to her: "Woman, go back with me."

Looking at the extremely exquisite face on his head and those deep and dim eyes, Qiao Weiwei's heart tightened.

But he just opened his hand coldly and said, "Go back with you? Why should I go back with you? Why should I go back with someone who still has another woman in my heart?"

Liang Bo looked at Liang Yi again, then frowned, looked at Qiao Weiwei, and said, "I said, you are more important than her! I didn't tell you the truth before, and I used social engagements as a reason to deceive you. I'm wrong. I apologize, Qiao Weiwei, please calm down and go back with me."

"I also said that I, Qiao Weiwei, who is mixed with impurities, is not a man who will be shaken by the reconciliation requests of other women, is not a man who deceives me for other women! I am cold and poop, take your Mu Fan and gun out of my world." As he said that, Qiao Weiwei picked up a bottle of undrinkable wine in front of her, got up, and stood on the sofa...

The bottle was higher than his head, she sneered, and then tilted the mouth of the bottle forty-five degrees...

The golden liquid slowly flowed out from the mouth of the bottle and spread downward along his head little by little, forming strands of golden silk threads.

The strong smell of alcohol lingers on the tips of the three of them.

Liang Yi just sat quietly aside, watching coldly, and the corners of her mouth, because of Qiao Weiwei's movement, she raised silently.

Liang Bo, just quietly looked at Qiao Weiwei's noble and plump face, and her expression was still like the windless lake surface, without a trace of turbulence, and her ink eyes were tightly locked on Qiao Weiwei's face...

"Qiao Weiwei, you have been angry, can you go back with me?" He reached out and wiped the wine on his face. Liang Bo quietly looked at Qiao Weiwei stuck to the sofa, feeling affectionate.
Chapter completed!