Liang Bo heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes.

Pressing the car window, gently tapping his thigh, and looking at the luxurious office building outside with the logo of Qiao's Group.

In the cars behind, bodyguards came out one after another, stood in two rows at the cold and thin car doors, nodding respectfully.

The door opened slowly and got off the car elegantly.

He calmly walked past the bodyguards, and then walked to the gate with his slender legs.

The security guards recognized him, so naturally no one stopped him.

In the hall, two female receptionists immediately blushed when they saw Liang Bo.

The two looked at each other and nodded respectfully, saying in unison: "Welcome to Mr. Bo, our president is in the office now, and the office is on the 90th floor..."

The cold and thin eyes swept past the two female receptionists like a dragonfly, and then went straight into the elevator...

"Ah! Is it so handsome? Even more handsome than a star!"

"How many celebrities will lose their jobs when such a man goes to the entertainment industry!"

"Ah! That wealth, eyes, eyebrows, nose, lips, face, hairstyle, height, dress, and temperament are all perfect and impeccable!!! I really hope to become him

A button on the clothes!”

"I really want to become the shoes under his feet!"

The two female receptionists were excitedly clasped their fingers, looking at each other incoherently.

The elevator door slowly closed, blocking the noise outside.

Liang Bo took the elevator and arrived at the door of Qiao Weiwei's office.

As soon as he opened the door, Liang Bo was hugged tightly by Qiao Weiwei.

The familiar perfume smell that comes from the nose makes the cool and thin lips gently raise a perfect curve,

He hugged her and said, "Do you think of me that's the case?"

"Where is it..." Qiao Weiwei's fingers kept wrapping around his tie, and said.

"You have it everywhere..." Liang Bo smiled and let go of Qiao Weiwei, gently scraped her delicate nose bridge with his fingers, and said.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

"I'm idle and I want to go around, but I accidentally moved here..."

"Puff... I like this reason..." Qiao Weiwei took his hand, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

"What are you drinking?"

"Drink you..."

"Go..." Qiao Weiwei blushed and stood up. Gu Jian went to the phone at her desk and asked the secretary to send two cups of coffee.

Liang Bo stretched out his long arms and pulled them gently, and she fell to her side.

"Nothing is needed, just sit with me for a while." Liang Bo said.

Qiao Weiwei nodded and said, "Okay, sir."

At night, Liang Bo booked the venue in a high-end Western restaurant.

The huge Western restaurant is open only to the two of them.

In the hall, the candlelight sways and the faint fragrance floats.

On the small round table covered with white tablecloth, there are various exquisite Western foods.

The exquisite food looks particularly popular against the candlelight.

Through the bright candlelight, the two of them were using their meal gracefully.

On the side, the violinist was playing the violin seriously.

Music, food, wine, beauty, everything is so beautiful.

In the candlelight, his smile was so charming that it made people's hearts tremble.

After eating a whole plate of steak, Qiao Weiwei got up, walked to Liang Bo, and reached out to Liang Bo, who was graceful and savoring the red wine. She stretched out her hand and said, "Mr. Liang Bo, can you please dance?"

Liang Bo put down the wine glass, raised his noble head, looked at her with interest, and placed his hand on the palm of her hand.

As soon as he stretched out his long arms, she got closer to her.

In the beautiful music, a pair of beautiful people dance gracefully, and the picture is as beautiful as a painting.

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The next day.

City v

It's another wonderful weekend, and the autumn look and coolness are the first to be filmed without filming.

At noon, Ning Meng, intoxicated, Qiu Rong, and cool four people came to a private room in Linhu Restaurant in V City, sitting by the window to enjoy Chinese cuisine.

The damp wind blew into the room, and the blowing curtains danced like waves.

The air is filled with a fresh atmosphere of nature.

"I like the weekend the most. I don't have homework and don't need to recite the book. It's so relaxing..." Ning Meng took a deep breath of fresh air, held the chopsticks and said.

Looking at her intoxicated look, she shook her head helplessly... and flicked her bangs with her hand and said, "You didn't find this yourself. Now you know how hard it is to film, right?"

"Well, it's too hard, but even if it's hard, I'm willing, because I can stick with Brother Yi all the time now..." Qiu Rong smiled, and that smile was even more dazzling than the sun.

After dinner, several people went downstairs and kept fishing by the lake until dusk.

There was nothing in Ning Mengqiong's small bucket.

But the intoxicated and cool bucket was filled with several lively fish...

"It's dark, we can't catch a fish!" Qiurong pulled Ning Meng up, walked to the middle of the cold intoxication, looked at the fish in their bucket, pouted, and said.

"You two are not only chatting all the time, but also love to move so much. How could you catch fish..." Liang Yi said.

"That's right, especially Ning Meng, I know how to be proud." Looking at Ning Meng intoxicatedly, he said

"Fool!" Ning Meng gave him a fierce look and said.

"After a while, take these fish to the restaurant kitchen upstairs and ask them to make some for us to taste..." Liang Yi said again.

"Okay, okay." Foodie Qiurong and Ning Meng said in unison, clapping their hands.

The sunset hit the four people's faces, and the four handsome men and beautiful women showed laughter in the golden world.

As he smiled, Ning Meng's smile froze, and then he fixed his eyes on his cool face.

If it weren't for the day when she heard her brother's conversation with Liang Yi's mother Wan Lingling in the United States, she would have thought that such a gentle and gentle person who was as gentle as jade and was indifferent to the world would be the way Liang Yi looked.

If it weren't for the day when she heard the conversation between her brother and Liang Yi's mother, she wouldn't have known that Liang Yi had such great ambitions, nor would she know that Wan Lingling planned to kill Liang Tianyou after Liang Yi took office.

She wouldn't know that Liang Yi was from the Empire, and she would be the president of the Empire in the future. Qiu Rong's intoxicated identity was not as simple as they said.

She was thinking, if one day Liang Yi really ascended the throne of Liang's president, and his favorite mother really cruelly killed his favorite father after he took office, what would happen to him who knew everything?

Will he hate himself to death?

At that time, will he lose this smile forever?

Everyone smiled, but Ning Meng walked to the lake silently.

Looking at the bottomless lake water, her face gradually covered with a layer of sadness.

She is very annoyed.

Sometimes, she really regretted that she went to the United States that day and regretted that she heard the cruel truth outside the door.

The head was dizzy, and Ning Meng fell into the lake with a "bang!"

In an instant, water splashed everywhere.

"Um...um...help..." She shouted for help desperately, thumping.

She felt her body getting heavier and heavier.

The cold lake water poured into her mouth and nose, making her feel like she was about to suffocate.

Seeing this, I jumped out of the water immediately...

Qiurong ran to the water quickly, covered her mouth with her hands, and stomped her feet in a hurry.

Soon, Ning Meng was intoxicated by the cold and pulled him into the water.

Looking at Ning Meng who had fainted, Chen Zui immediately knelt on the ground, folded his hands on her mouth, pressed her hard one after another, and did CPR resuscitation for her.

Seeing that Ning Meng did not respond, Chen Zui immediately pinched her nose and began to perform artificial respiration for her again and again...

On the side, the cold and Qiurong's face were filled with worry and anxiety, and Qiurong even remembered that she burst into tears.

"Ahem..." A minute later, Ning Meng slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that Chen Zui was doing artificial respiration for her.
To be continued...