As soon as I entered the door, a warm feeling hit my face.

Zhou Chuyu placed the slippers at Qiao Weiwei's feet and took off a pair of red high heels stained with mud and fallen leaves for Qiao Weiwei...

Qiao Weiwei put her feet in the slippers and said, "Sister Chu Yu, I want to take a bath."

Zhou Chuyu stood up, patted Qiao Weiwei on the shoulder and said, "Well, let's go and wash up in my room."

With that said, Zhou Chuyu took Qiao Weiwei's hand, smiled gently, and pulled her upstairs.

As soon as they entered the room, Qiao Weiwei went directly to the bathroom. Zhou Chuyu sat on the bed and looked at the direction in which Qiao Weiwei left, feeling heartbroken.

She got up, walked into her gorgeous dressing room, took out a clean lavender nightgown, and opened the bathroom door.

In the bathroom, Qiao Weiwei, who was soaking in warm water, saw Zhou Chuyu walking in and forced a smile...

Zhou Chuyu put the nightgown on the sink and said, "I bought this new and haven't worn it before. You can wear it later."

"Thank you...Sister Chu Yu." Qiao Weiwei said with a slight smile.

"No, you wash up first, I'll go out and wait for you." Zhou Chuyu yawned, looked at Qiao Weiwei, smiled gently again, and walked out of the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, Qiao Weiwei, who had changed into a lavender nightdress, walked out of the bathroom with slippers on her feet.

In the room, Zhou Chuyu was sitting on the sofa, switching channels boredly. In front of him was a cup of hot ginger soup, a bottle of iodine, a pack of cotton balls, and two pieces of gauze.

Seeing Qiao Weiwei coming out, Zhou Chuyu immediately waved her hand and said: "Weiwei, come here, I see your hand was broken, I will bandage it for you."

Looking at the simple cup of ginger soup and iodine gauze on the coffee table, Qiao Weiwei felt warm in her heart.

She slowly walked to Zhou Chuyu and sat down, extending her hand towards Zhou Chuyu...

Zhou Chuyu dipped a cotton ball into some iodine and applied it carefully on her wound.

The iodine penetrated into the skin, which was obviously very painful, but Qiao Weiwei felt no pain at all...

The whole person seemed to be numb.

After applying the iodine, Zhou Chuyu skillfully wrapped gauze around her hands, then put the ginger soup in her hands and said, "Drink this. You have just been exposed to the rain to drive away the cold. Don't catch a cold."

"

Qiao Weiwei drank the ginger soup in one gulp, put down the cup, moved her pale lips, forced a smile, and said, "Thank you, Sister Chu Yu."

Although sugar was added to the ginger soup, she felt it was extremely bitter.

She directly took Zhou Chuyu's arm and leaned into her arms...

After such a long period of contact, she, who had not had many friends since she was a child, had already regarded Zhou Chuyu as her best friend and closest sister.

Only in front of Zhou Chuyu would she let go of all her strength and tear off all her gorgeous disguises.

"What, did you quarrel with Mr. Bo?" Zhou Chuyu turned her face to the side, touched her loose and smooth hair, and asked.

Qiao Weiwei's eyes dimmed a bit again because of Zhou Chuyu's words.

Quarreling? Is that considered a quarrel?

"He... is getting married, Sister Chu Yu... do you know?" Qiao Weiwei sat up straight, turned to look at Zhou Chuyu, and spoke lightly.

No matter how hard she tried to downplay it, the trace of sorrow in her eyes still exposed her innermost feelings.

"What did you say? Get married? Impossible? With whom?" Zhou Chuyu looked at Qiao Weiwei in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face...

"Yes... get married, or get married by your son, and the person is Sun Xiaoran..." As she said that, she weakly raised the corner of her lips.

"Sun Xiaoran?... Just her?" Zhou Chuyu himself didn't have a good impression of Sun Xiaoran. When he heard Qiao Weiwei say this again, he was naturally very unhappy.

"Yes...it's her...she spoiled Master Bo's child...she is about to become the young mistress of the Liang family...and my relationship with Master Bo will end here." Qiao Weiwei shrugged, holding Zhou Chuyu's warm hand

hand, Tao.

"Master Bo wants to break up with you just because of her?" Zhou Chuyu frowned and asked.

"No...it was me who mentioned it...he meant to let me stay with him even after getting married. Then wouldn't I become the third party in their marriage? Sister Chu Yu, my mother used to do it because of the third party.

The intervention of the three parties made me so desperate that I cut my wrists and committed suicide. I still can't forget the look of my mother lying in a pool of blood. I hate the third party so much. How could I become the third party myself? If I really

If you do that, what difference will there be between me and the old Chen Bihua?" Qiao Weiwei took a long sigh and said every word seriously.

"So, you had a fight with Mr. Bo and then came out?"

"Yes... I told him that if he wants me to stay, then don't get married. He said no... maybe he also likes Sun Xiaoran. If that's the case, then I should help them both, right?"

Thinking of Liangbo's hesitant look when she told him not to get married, her heart began to throb again.

"Hey...don't be sad. I always think this is too strange. Mr. Bo obviously likes you, so why would he suddenly want to marry Sun Xiaoran out of nowhere? Maybe he has some reasons? I'll ask him tomorrow...

"Zhou Chuyu took Qiao Weiwei into her arms, comforted Qiao Weiwei like a big sister, and kept stroking her hair with her hands.

"What difficulties can he have? This is not a bloody idol drama... Forget it, that's fine. It just so happens that I take the opportunity to leave his world and find my own piece of heaven..." Qiao Weiwei hugged Zhou Chuyu tightly.

, his face resting on her shoulder...

A drop of hot tears soaked Zhou Chuyu's shoulder.

Zhou Chuyu pushed Qiao Weiwei away, stretched out her hand, wiped away the tears on her face, and said: "Be good, don't cry..."

"Sister Chu Yu, I'm so sleepy, I want to take a nap..." She pushed Zhou Chuyu away and said...

When she is sad, she always likes to fall asleep, because as long as she sleeps, she can escape everything and her heart will not hurt.

"Okay... you go to bed quickly, I will sleep in a while." Zhou Chuyu helped Qiao Weiwei and said.

Qiao Weiwei nodded, turned around, sighed, strode to the big snow-white bed, got into the bed, moved her aching body, and closed her eyes.

Watching Qiao Weiwei go to bed, Zhou Chuyu took her mobile phone, gently opened the bedroom door, and walked out.

Standing at the door, Zhou Chuyu dialed Ou Xiangbei's phone number.

The phone is here.

Ou Xiangbei was sleeping soundly. When he heard the phone ringing "I want to fly higher~Fly higher~", Ou Xiangbei turned over irritably and cursed: "Fuck you Wang Feng, fly!"

Your sister flies...and flies and cuts**..."

"I want to fly higher~Fly higher~" The phone ringing still persists...

"Holy shit~!" Ou Xiangbei cursed secretly, reached out to touch the phone on the bedside table, closed his eyes and said, "Who is so cheating, you actually give me a midnight wake-up call service..."

"Xiang Bei... What's going on with Mr. Bo? Why do you want to get married suddenly? Or is he on the same level as Sun Xiaoran?"
Chapter completed!