In the early morning, the vibrating sound of the cell phone disturbed Qiao Weiwei's sleep.

Opening her eyes, she looked at the unfamiliar number on her phone, and she pressed to answer the call directly.

"Miss Qiao..."

On the other side of the phone, the familiar voice that came from his ears made Qiao Weiwei's heart tremble.

Sun Xiaoran...

Isn't she dead?

She took a breath, then sat up like a spring and said, "Sun...Sun Xiaoran? Are you not dead?"

This situation made Qiao Weiwei a little confused.

"Yes, I'm not dead. Miss Qiao, can you come out to meet me? I'm now in the private room No. 88, Green Light Cafe on xx Road."

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, clenched her phone tightly, and said, "See you? Why do I want to see you?"

Even if she was not dead, Qiao Weiwei didn't think she had any reason to see her. There was a deep hatred between them.

"I just want to remind you and Mr. Bo, be careful of Mu Fan."

Sun Xiaoran's words moved Qiao Weiwei's heart a little.

Sun Xiaoran, what does this mean?

"I understand. Let's wait there."

Although I don’t know whether what Sun Xiaoran said is true or false, and if she is going to have another conspiracy this time, Qiao Weiwei still decided to go to the appointment.

**Green Light Cafe, Private Room.

When Qiao Weiwei opened the door of the private room, the first thing she saw was Sun Xiaoran, who was sitting quietly by the window.

She had short hair, and her temperament was completely different from before.

Looking at Sun Xiaoran's face, the things she did to her before were played back in her mind again...

Seeing Qiao Weiwei, Sun Xiaoran immediately stood up and smiled at her.

Qiao Weiwei didn't smile.

This woman almost lost her legs and killed her a child. She was her enemy.

Qiao Weiwei couldn't smile at her enemy.

Qiao Weiwei quickly stepped forward, sat opposite her, then waved her hand at her, and said coldly: "Sit."

Sun Xiaoran nodded, then tidied up the hem of the skirt and sat down.

After sitting down, Sun Xiaoran got straight to the topic.

"First of all, I want to apologize to you, because of jealousy and vanity, I have framed you several times. I'm sorry, I know, it doesn't matter if I'm sorry, I can never get you, but I still have to say that because of this, I feel at ease."

Her sorry made Qiao Weiwei feel extremely ironic.

Qiao Weiwei lit a cigarette, took a sip, looked at Sun Xiaoran through the thin smoke, and said Leng Mei: "If you say sorry, you can erase everything in an instant, then there will be no judicial organs in the world. Sun Xiaoran, in fact, just looking at you like this, I still have the urge to tear you, because what you did to me is so hateful..."

Speaking of this, Qiao Weiwei was a little bit gritted.

The anger that had been extinguished in my heart because of Sun Xiaoran's death burned again.

Qiao Weiwei's gaze made Sun Xiaoran feel tremble.

Qiao Weiwei's aura is too strong, and that kind of strength is innate.

Even if he just looked at her like this, Sun Xiaoran would feel scared.

Whether in the past or now, when facing Qiao Weiwei, Sun Xiaoran always feels inferior to her.

Sun Xiaoran took a breath, lowered his head, and said, "Although you hate me very much, hate me very much, and want to kill me very much, please listen to my story..."

Qiao Weiwei raised her chin lightly, then waved her hand, signaling her to continue...

The story Sun Xiaoran told was very long, and she kept telling it for twenty minutes.

After listening to the entire story, Qiao Weiwei was shocked, but also shocked.

Although Qiao Weiwei knew that Mu Fan was not a good bird, she never thought that Mu Fan would be so evil...

All of this made her feel particularly incredible.

Now Qiao Weiwei only feels Mu Fan extremely disgusting.

Qiao Weiwei took a breath and took another breath of cigarette.

She wanted to calm down.

All of this is too bloody.

Mu Fan!!!How could she be so inhumane?!!!

Because of that damn "love", she could cruelly trample on other people's lives.

"You didn't think of some conspiracy again, so you told me this on purpose so that Mu Fan and I could kill each other? So, the snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gained profit?" Qiao Weiwei raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

Even though Sun Xiaoran's story is so easy to tell, she still believes it half-believing and half-doubting.

"I know, empty words are unfounded, so I bring you evidence..." As he said that, Sun Xiaoran picked up the Hermes bag hanging on the backrest of the chair, and then took out a large kraft paper bag from it. G photos, there were ordinary photos of hugging, and there was also a mobile phone. This mobile phone was the one that our wizard friend took out from Bo Ye's apartment. You should know it. The phone contained the call records of Mu Fan and I, as well as the call recordings, and Mu Fan and Lou Zhu conspired to put a time bomb in your car."

Qiao Weiwei took another deep breath of cigarette, then held the cigarette in her mouth, opened the kraft paper bag, and poured all the things inside onto the table.

After looking at the piles of photos on the table, Qiao Weiwei turned on Sun Xiaoran's pink diamond-inlaid mobile phone.

After reading some call records inside, she directly found the recording file on her phone and quickly opened it.

The sounds here are indeed from Mu Fan.

After listening to all the recordings, Qiao Weiwei's face slowly turned cold.

She pointed the cigarette hard at the crystal ashtray in front of her, and then pressed it out with force, as if she had regarded the cigarette as Mu Fan.

Because of excessive force, a cigarette broke into two instantly.

"Miss Qiao, let's find a chance to tell Mr. Bo everything. People like Mu Fan can't let you continue to wander around Mr. Bo, otherwise you will definitely be in danger..."

Sun Xiaoran looked at Qiao Weiwei and said seriously, her eyes full of determination.

Qiao Weiwei narrowed her eyes lightly, looked up and down at Sun Xiaoran's face, and said, "Although you hate me in particular, I have to admit your evidence, which makes me feel very powerful."

Sun Xiaoran smiled, put all the evidence into a kraft paper bag, held it in his hand, and said, "However, before you hand over these things to Mr. Bo, I hope you will promise me something."

Qiao Weiwei raised her eyebrows, looked at her, and said, "What's the matter?"

"I hope you beg for Mr. Bo and don't let all this affect Dao Lou Ye's father, okay? Uncle Lou loves Mu Fan too much." Sun Xiaoran begged.

Qiao Weiwei pondered for a while, then snapped her fingers: "Document!"

After looking at Qiao Weiwei nodding, Sun Xiaoran said: "I believe in your character, Miss Qiao."

After saying that, Sun Xiaoran pushed the kraft paper bag in his hand to Qiao Weiwei.

Sun Xiaoran frowned, looked at Qiao Weiwei, and said, "I know that my mother was not shot dead by the police, but was killed by you with your own hands. It is impossible to say that I don't hate you in my heart, but I also know that all this is my own fault. I know that all the evil consequences are planted by me with my own hands."

Sun Xiaoran's words made Qiao Weiwei's heart soft.

Qiao Weiwei gently placed the kraft paper bag full of evidence on the table, and pointed the bag with her fingers, saying, "It's good that you know."

After going their separate ways with Sun Xiaoran at the entrance of the coffee shop, Qiao Weiwei directly brought the kraft paper bag in her hand to Liangshi Group...

**Ryo Group President's Office.

In the office, Liang Bo was browsing the email from Ning Motong.

Outside the door, a sound of high heels rubbing against the ground made his mouth gently pull a perfect curve.

Even if he just listened to the sound of footsteps, he could tell who the person outside was.

Soon, the door was opened silently.

Liang Bo raised his head, looked at Qiao Weiwei who was coming towards her, pressed her eyebrows, leaned back lazily, and said, "What's going on? His face is so bad. Who makes my woman unhappy? Tell me, I'll tear him for you."

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, "Bang..." she threw the kraft paper bag in her hand into Liang Bo's face, and said, "Look at the things here."

After saying that, Qiao Weiwei walked to Liang Bo's side and sat on the armrest of his chair.

His eyes kept circling on his facial features that were like God-given.

She was looking forward to what Liang Bo's reaction would be like after seeing all this.

Liang Bo glanced at Qiao Weiwei, then poured out all the things in the kraft paper bag.

What caught my eye was Sun Xiaoran's pink diamond-inlaid mobile phone, as well as various intimate photos of Mu Fan and Lou Zhu.

Everything in front of him made Liang Bo feel a little unbelievable.

Mu Fan, how could he have something to do with an old man like Lou Zhu?

"Are you shocked? Click on the recording file on your phone and listen to it." Qiao Weiwei said again.

Liang Bo glanced at Qiao Weiwei, then found the recording files directly and clicked them one by one.

After listening to everything, the stunning face was covered with a thick shadow.
To be continued...