"Sister Chu Yu, why are you here so late? Come in quickly." She looked at Zhou Chu Yu standing outside the door and said.

Then, he immediately took Zhou Chuyu's hand and entered the door.

After entering the hall and changing into slippers, Zhou Chuyu took the lead in front of the sofa and sat down. Qiao Weiwei sat next to her.

"Vivi, I heard from Xiangbei that you broke up with Master Bo because of Sun Xiaoran's affairs..." She looked at Qiao Weiwei with heartache, grabbed her slightly cold hand, and said.

"The news is so fast, it's...we broke up. I, Qiao Weiwei, have now become a lonely person who has no worries about coming and going. Sister Chu Yu, congratulations to me." There was a smile on the corner of my mouth, but my eyes were sore that they were slightly red.

She obviously wanted to pretend to be cool, but tears burst out from her eyes without any cooperation, wetting her face.

Looking at her appearance, Zhou Chuyu felt ache in her heart. Her warm fingertips touched her face lightly, and wiped away the two tears for her...

"Vivi, you can't treat Master Bo like this. He cares about you very much. He loves you very much." Zhou Chuyu said meaningfully.

"I thought so before, but since I got into trouble, I found that I was wrong. He didn't care so much about me. I said that I would either let me kill Sun Xiaoran or break up directly, but he chose the latter... He seems to care more about Sun Xiaoran." Qiao Weiwei's nose, when she said this, her heart seemed to be torn into two by a pair of hands, and even her breathing would hurt.

"Vivi, there is a reason why Master Bo chose so much. Sometimes, don't hold on to this point."

"Reason? The reason is that Sun Xiaoran is more important to him than me. What are the reasons?" Qiao Weiwei said with a wry smile.

"You are the one who is in the authorities, but I am the one who is on the sidelines. I can see clearly how he treats you. Even Mu Fan back then has never enjoyed treatment like you. Weiwei, don't question his love for you because of this matter. Many things, time will give you the answer." After that, Zhou Chuyu stretched out his hand and took Qiao Weiwei into his arms...

Zhou Chuyu's words were easily made into a heavy mark on her heart.

She admitted that he was indeed very nice to Sun Xiaoran before he appeared.

But everything began to change slowly since Sun Xiaoran appeared...

"Sister Chu Yu, I'm very tired and want to sleep. Please accompany me to sleep. I don't want to talk about these things anymore. I've already mentioned breaking up and moved out of the apartment. No matter what I say, it's in vain..." As he said that, Qiao Weiwei stubbornly pushed Zhou Chu Yu away, stood up, and said.

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I saw Liang Bo again, three days later at the opening ceremony of Liang Yi and Su Qingcheng Classical Music Company.

As soon as Qiao Weiwei came in, she saw the beautiful woman on the sofa, but still as steady as Mount Tai, with a cold and cold face.

At this moment, he was smoking a cigarette quietly, playing with his cell phone, wearing a white dress, like a god, and was independent of the world.

He is born to be a person as dazzling as the sun.

Even if you just sit there quietly, you can easily overshadow all the people and things around you.

Standing there and looking at him, she was frozen in place.

His feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move his steps no matter how hard he was.

My heart seemed to be twisted by something...

The whole person was completely lost and his ears were buzzing.

"Parrot, why are you standing here?" A cool voice came to your ears.

She came to her senses and looked at the light blue suit in front of her. The coolness looked extremely fresh and cold, and she pulled the corners of her lips.

"Count how many handsome guys are there today. Now I am free, and it's time to find the next new goal." She pretended to be calm and said something strange.

"Vivi, you will come after the party is over. You will have to be fined three drinks." Su Qingcheng, wearing an elegant black tuxedo, also walked up and looked at Qiao Weiwei and said.

"Don't talk about three cups, thirty cups are fine." Qiao Weiwei smiled.

Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu, who were dancing on the dance floor, saw Qiao Weiwei, and immediately stopped dancing and walked to her hand in hand.

"Sister Chu Yu, Ou Xiangbei..." Qiao Weiwei smiled at them and said.

Feeling a scorching gaze staring at her, she turned her head and looked in the direction of Liang Bo.

Sure enough, he was sitting there looking at her steadily, like a cheetah locking in her prey.

Her eyes met, and her heart tightened, but she quickly turned her face away and fell on the black floor-length dress on Zhou Chuyu's body. She was absent-minded and said, "Sister Chuyu, this dress is pretty good, where can I buy it?"

"Vomit..." The stomach suddenly became turbulent, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand, cover her mouth, and quickly ran towards the bathroom...

Zhou Chuyu was chasing him, but his eyes caught a quick look when he saw the cold and slim who was slowly getting up...

Ou Xiangbei pulled her hand, raised her chin in the direction of Liang Bo, and said, "Wife, since someone wants to go there, let's not go.

Liang Yi looked at Liang Bo, who was walking quickly towards the bathroom. His narrow eyes instantly lost all his glory, and a deep "chuan" word frowned between his eyebrows.

"Vomit...Vomit..." In the magnificent bathroom, Qiao Weiwei held the toilet with her hands and kept retching.

The stomach is obviously uncomfortable, but I can't vomit it out.

This feeling is really going to make her feel very uncomfortable.

A face with a light makeup was red, and the neck with perfect lines was already full of veins.

After retching for a long time, my stomach that was overwhelming was calm.

She stood up shakingly, flushed the water, opened the single door, and walked directly to the gold-clad silver-clad bathroom.

He reached out his hand, unscrewed the gold-plated faucet, squeezed the hand sanitizer, and then washed his hands.

After washing his hands, he turned off the faucet and shook his hands. In an instant, crystal water splashed everywhere, refracting dazzling halos under the light.

He raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror with a red strapless knee-length evening dress with delicate hair but a pale face. He sighed.

After taking a disposable towel, I wiped my hands, threw it into the trash can at my feet, and then pushed the door out.

As soon as one foot took a step outside the door, the whole person fell directly into a warm and solid embrace.

The familiar mint smell came to your nose, mixed with a faint tobacco smell...

My heart instantly rose to my throat.

She pushed him away, raised her head, met the bottomless eyes, and said, "We have broken up, please respect me."

Her words did not change his expression at all.

The next second, he took another step towards her, pressed her directly against the wall, and kept supporting her on the wall, gently lifted her chin with one hand, and said, "I have been playing with her for several days, so it's time to calm down, right?"
Chapter completed!