"Qiao Weiwei... If you don't want to watch the Qiao family fall into crisis and Jasmine lose her golden husband, you'd better go to Private Room 3 of the Mystery Bar to find him tomorrow! In short, you must ask for his forgiveness!" Chen Bihua stood up and said with that

The sharp voice pointed at Qiao Weiwei's back, like a shrew.

"Okay! Stop talking! Is this what you should say to your child! Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." Qiao Zhihai scolded.

Back in the room, Qiao Weiwei sat on the bed, leaning against the pillow, holding a photo of her mother in her hand, and said, "Mom, I seem to have really brought a difficult problem to Qiao Zhihai this time..."

He fell asleep in a daze.

"Beep...Beep..." The sound of the ambulance woke Qiao Weiwei out of her daze.

She quickly got up and ran to the window and looked downstairs.

She clearly saw Qiao Zhihai being carried out of the villa on a stretcher, while Chen Bihua was like an ant on a hot pot helping the doctor to carry Qiao Zhihai into the car.

She watched the ambulance drive away with her own eyes, and then disappeared from her sight... and watched Chen Bihua rush into the villa again like an angry fox.

"Dong dong dong..." As expected, Chen Bihua was punching and kicking her door, mixed with her signature roar: "Open the door! Qiao Weiwei, open the door for me!"

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly and opened the door.

"Bah..." As soon as the door opened, a slap fell on Qiao Weiwei's right cheek. Qiao Weiwei covered her right face, stared at Chen Bihua with her scarlet eyes, and said: "Damn woman, you don't want to live anymore!"

"Pah!" Immediately afterwards, she raised her hand and slapped Chen Bihua in the face. She grabbed Chen Bihua's wrist and said, "If you dare to hit me again, I will tear your stinky skin to pieces..."

"Qiao Weiwei, your father has another heart attack because of you. If you don't want to see your father die, you'd better go to my appointment on time tomorrow...!" After saying that, Chen Bihua pushed her away and turned to leave...

Five minutes later, there was the sound of an engine starting downstairs...

After Chen Bihua left in a storm, her room became quiet again.

She covered her face and stood there, with no intention of going to the hospital. Her body gradually collapsed to the ground, and her face no longer had the stubbornness and anger.

She was so angry that she sent Qiao Zhihai to the hospital again...

But this time, Qiao Zhihai's situation seemed to be much more serious than before.

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Mystery Bar.

Standing at the door of the private room, through the ajar door, Qiao Weiwei clearly saw the frightening scene in the dark and gorgeous space...

On the milky white European-style sofa, Liang Bo, dressed in black, was quietly pulling the trigger and pointing the gun at the woman kneeling in front of him. His face hidden in the darkness was full of murderous intent.

"You want to be my woman, but you are not worthy of it. Put away your dirty tricks and get out!" He put away his pistol and spoke loudly.

The woman who was already trembling immediately got up and ran out crying.

The moment the door opened, Qiao Weiwei was already exposed in front of Liang Bo. He threw the gun on the coffee table and waved to her without any expression: "Come here."

His voice is so damn good!

Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath, stepped into the private room with an indifferent expression, and sat across from him.

He lit a cigarette without smoking it, just held it between his fingers and let it burn quietly.

In the smoke, he looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Qiao Weiwei gritted her teeth, stood up, unzipped her dress, and let the dress slowly slide down to her ankles, revealing her exquisite figure.…
Chapter completed!