After saying that, Qianfang returned to the sofa and sat down.

The servants looked at all this and looked at each other, but they didn't dare to speak.

In the Baroque style master bedroom, when Qiao Weiwei changed her wedding dress and came out of the cloakroom, Liang Bo was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to drink coffee. The sunset was scattered on his head and jumping on his hair.

She quickly walked behind him and hugged him from behind: "No matter how bad she is, you will still feel uncomfortable if you kill her with your own hands, right? After all, that is your first love."

Liang Bo didn't say anything, drank the coffee in the cup, and then said, "The moment she died, my heart seemed to be stabbed by something. No matter how much I hate her, killing her with my own hands is not an easy task for me. No matter how much I kill her, I can't do anything like a ok person after all, because she is not a stranger."

"I understand."

Liang Bo turned around, held an empty coffee cup in one hand, and hugged her into his arms.

On the other side, in the hospital.

Mandy has been sitting at the door of the isolation room, looking at Zeus.

She wants to see him open his eyes

But he has been sleeping...

A sudden stinging pain in my lower abdomen.

She covered her lower abdomen, her face pale and lost all her color...

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Today we will open a new book, "The Dangerous President is a little bad" should be reviewed in the morning, and everyone can read it in the morning.
Chapter completed!