As soon as she opened the door, she saw Liang Bo sitting at her desk.

He was playing with his mobile phone, and the thin warm sun was scattered on his body, making him look particularly fascinating.

At this moment, he was elegant and quiet, but he still had a breath of dominating the world.

This man is born to be a genius, a monster, and beautiful...

Sometimes, Qiao Weiwei always feels that he is a lucky person who is deeply loved by God. His IQ, appearance, identity, and background are all good...

"What are you doing? You're not here, am I so beautiful?" Liang Bo put down his phone, waved his hand at her, looking smiling.

Qiao Weiwei threw her hair behind her. When she shook her hair away, a faint fragrance filled her breath.

She walked to him, sat on the desk, swayed/moved her feet, and said, "It looks good, very beautiful... Why is my man so beautiful?"

"The genes are good, there is no way..." Liang Bo was not modest at all.

“Not humble…”

"What is humility?" he asked, his tone calm.

"Go..." Qiao Weiwei smiled and said again: "What are you here? Do you miss me?"

"Chu Yu asked us to have lunch. Aunt Xin made the chicken wings you like, and the chickens were all wild. They were very good, said yes." Liang Bo said.

"Okay, let's go..." Qiao Weiwei said.

Liang Bo nodded.

【Ou Xiangbei Home】

Qiao Weiwei, as soon as Liang Bo entered the door, he heard Zhou Chuyu in the living room/Tou/Ou Yimo.

The two nodded and smiled at Xin Qing.

Xin Qing looked at them and rubbed her hand on her apron with water, and said with a smile: "Please come in quickly. Yimo is still awake now, you two will play with her..."

When talking about his little granddaughter, Xin Qing smiled all over her face.

"Okay." Qiao Weiwei smiled, then changed into her shoes and walked into the living room with Liang Bo.

The two sat on both sides of Zhou Chuyu.

"Yi Mo, you, dad, fucking mom is here. What does it mean that you always blink your eyes? Are you saying hello to you? Huh? Little Yimo?" Zhou Chuyu shook Ou Yimo in a white baby dress in her arms and said.

Qiao Weiwei took Ou Yimo from Zhou Chuyu's arms, couldn't help but kiss her little mouth, and then said: "Little Yimo, Xiao Yimo~~~"

Ou Yimo watched Qiao Weiwei's chubby little hands keep moving, blinking, as if she could understand her words...

"Our little Yimo looks better and better... When we grow up, we will definitely be a super beauty..." Qiao Weiwei looked at Ou Yimo in her arms and said.

"Woo..." Ou Yimo smacked her lips, and then blinked again.

"This kid, so well-behaved." Liang Bo said.

"Yes, every morning when you wake up, you just lie there and kick your legs, play by yourself, don't cry or make a fuss. It's such a worry-free child..." Zhou Chuyu said to his precious daughter.

"A child like this must be a little lady when he grows up." Qiao Weiwei raised an eyebrow at Ou Yimo and said with a smile.

"Uh..." Ou Yimo yawned, then closed her eyes.

"Yes, this kid will be yours..." Liang Bo looked at Ou Yimo lovingly.

"Sleep, shh..." Qiao Weiwei said softly, then patted Ou Yimo with her hands.

Ou Yimo fell asleep sweetly in her arms, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on her face.

"I really like your Ou Yimo, how can you be so obedient... I don't know what my child will look like in the future." Qiao Weiwei hugged Ou Yimo and whispered.

"Your future children will definitely be more adorable than Yimo..." Zhou Chuyu said.

Qiao Weiwei smiled.

"Where is Ou Xiangbei? Are you coming back for lunch?" Liang Bo asked.

"I went to my company. We haven't been to the company for several days. I asked him to go over and take a look... He didn't come back at noon, so he would eat at the company." Zhou Chuyu said.

On this side, the sun is still shining brightly in China, and on the other side, New York, the United States is a prosperous night...

【New York】

Hilton Hotel, President/Sets/Rooms.

The entangled Ning Motong and the cold mother Wan Lingling were just sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking red wine face to face.

Under the table, the two of them were tightly hooked together...

Wan Lingling poured herself another glass of wine, then gently shook/swayed/the charming red/liquid in the glass, sniffed the fragrant smell, and said, "What a good wine..."

The sweat on her body was not completely dry yet, and her hair was just hanging on the right, and she was indescribably charming and charming...

Recently, she just got a beauty injection, and she looks younger and more beautiful...

"How is Liang Tianyou's situation recently?" Wan Lingling asked.

"It's still the same, I've been panting all the time." Ning Motong looked at her face and hooked her lips.

Wan Lingling narrowed her eyes, her fingers coated with bright red nail polish lightly lit the table, and said, "This old man, he is still so resistant to cancer... He will die quickly. When he dies, my cold will be on the seat. At that time, we can deal with our enemy Liang Tianyou together... By then, the whole Liang family will be your and my world..."

"I also want him to die soon..." Ning Motong said again.

After saying that, Ning Motong lowered the wine glass and looked at the clock.

It's getting late.

"Are you going back?" Ning Motong asked.

In fact, he didn't want her to go back, so he just wanted to sit face to face with her...

Although they use each other, they do not have no feelings for her.

Wan Lingling drank the wine in the glass and said, "Well, it's time to go back...I'm leaving."

After saying that, Wan Lingling stood up and walked to Ning Motong.

Ning Motong stood up.

She tidied up Ning Motong's shirt with her green hands, then tiptoed, kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "I'm leaving. Don't contact me for the next week, because I want to accompany that old man to Switzerland to play."

Ning Motong greedily breathed the faint fragrance on her body and said, "Okay, I understand..."

Then he hugged her.

Wan Lingling's eyes narrowed gently in a place where his eyes could not see.

Soon, she regained her smile, and she pushed him away with charming eyes. Then, she turned around, picked up the white mink shawl on the chair, draped it outside her black long skirt, and turned around and left with her bag...

*...*

The next day.

【China v City】

Qianfang returned to Dream Garden.

As soon as Qiao Weiwei entered the door at noon, she saw Qianfang sitting there drinking coffee.

The expression on Qiao Weiwei's face turned cold, then she changed into her shoes, pushed Liang Bo away and walked to Qianfang, and sat down.

Qian Fang glanced at Qiao Weiwei coldly, and did not look up or pay attention to her...

"Auntie, you are here." Qiao Weiwei sat down and said politely.

If she hadn't paid attention to the cold, she wouldn't have paid attention to this person at all.

Qian Fang glanced at Qiao Weiwei and still didn't say anything.

Qiao Weiwei frowned and took a deep breath. Although she was unhappy, she didn't say anything...

If possible, she really wanted to ask Qianfang what this woman is so proud of, why should she treat her Qiao Weiwei like this again and again...

But she can't.

Because there is coldness.

Moreover, she promised Liang Bo to not argue with Qian Fang.

So, she was pressing/squeezing/shouldering the anger in her heart.

She is a man who can't stand the slightest grievance, and it is very rare for her to do this.

Liang Bo quickly stepped forward, sat beside Qiao Weiwei, shook her hand, then looked at Qianfang, and said, "Mom, why don't you say hello?"

"What else do I need to say hello to me when I come to my son's house?" Qian Fang said again.

"Master Bo, I'll go up/go/sleep..." Qiao Weiwei got up and left directly.

"Look at her rude appearance." Qian Fang looked at Qiao Weiwei's departure back coldly and said.

"Mom, it's obviously you're too much." Liang Bo frowned.

"I'm too much? Why am I too much? I hate her and ignore her, why is it too much? Do I/O/Want to/With her smiling? Who do she think she is? Everyone in the world has to hold her? Let me tell you, I just don't agree with you being together. I think Xiaoni is much better than her. You can be with Xiaoni. You will feel better with Qiao Weiwei in the future!" Qianfang said unhappily.

She doesn't like her son whom she has worked hard to raise, and is directed towards other women, especially that woman Qiao Weiwei...
To be continued...