Liang Bo looked at Qiao Weiwei's red and swollen eye circles, then glanced at the mobile phone in her hand, then stood there, put his hands into his pants pockets, sighed, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes: "Don't make trouble..."

His performance was like a bucket of cold water, completely extinguishing her last glimmer of hope. She only felt that she was cold from head to toe at this moment...

"Now that you've made your choice, get out of the way!" Her knees pressed hard against his lower body.

When he bent over in pain, she pushed him open and rushed out of the door, ignoring the luggage scattered on the ground behind her. She shut his words "Woman, come back here!" inside the door.

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A heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, and the strong wind swept the icy rain and hit her face and body mercilessly.

I felt a chill all over my body, and I wanted to get the car keys, open the door and get in the car, but found that I had just left in such a hurry that I had even forgotten to take the car keys.

"Shit!" She cursed, raised her hands to block the cold rain, and ran quickly outside the community.

The whole world is as chaotic as her heart.

A car sped past on the sparse road, bringing up layers of smoke-like mist.

In the heavy rain, Qiao Weiwei ran into the wind, and the cold rain hit her face, washing away the tears on her face...

She ran quickly to the other side of the road, the sound of car horns and rapid brakes making her irritated.

She couldn't help but curse herself in her heart...

Qiao Weiwei, what are you doing? Are you filming a Qiong Yao film?

There was a moment of weakness at the feet, the soles of the feet slipped, and the whole person fell on the roadside full of fallen leaves and dirt. The sand grains were deeply embedded in the palms of the hands, and two touches of bright red bloomed in the palms of the hands...

"Qiao Weiwei, what are you doing?" She endured the pain, pushed the hair out of her eyes, sat on the ground, and snorted coldly.

A slender figure was projected on the wet ground, blocking the light above Qiao Weiwei's head, and a strong scent of perfume hit her nose...

Qiao Weiwei raised her head, and what came into view was Qiao Moli's heavily made-up face, and her eyes that were a bit sarcastic and contemptuous...

At this moment, Qiao Moli was wearing an orchid-colored hip-hugging long-sleeved slim dress, holding a small orchid-colored umbrella, standing in the rain, with a rosy complexion and smell of alcohol. At first glance, she looked like she had just wandered out of the night/dian.

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Qiao Weiwei felt unhappy because her most embarrassed appearance was actually seen by the person she hated the most...

She stood up quickly, patted the dirt on her body, and said coldly: "It's true that the road between enemies is narrow."

"Have you been dumped by Mr. Bo, so you're acting in a Qiong Yao movie on the roadside at night? Qiao Weiwei, you look like this really makes me feel good..." Qiao Moli stretched out her green-white fingers and picked up Qiong Weiwei's wet

The fallen leaves on the shoulders, blow gently with your mouth, and the fallen leaves will fall down.

"Qiao Moli, I really don't want to hit you... But why do you always ask for a beating? I just like to act in Qiong Yao films, do you care?" Qiao Weiwei looked at Qiao Moli coldly, raising the corners of her lips arrogantly...

Even though she was in such a miserable state, her aura still did not decrease even one bit...

She snatched the delicate umbrella from Qiao Moli's hand, closed it and threw it into the middle of the road. The speeding car directly ran over the umbrella, and in an instant, the umbrella was crushed into shape...

"Ah..." Qiao Moli stretched out her hand to cover the rain on her head, looked at Qiao Weiwei, and said, "I'll settle the score with you next time."

After that, he quickly ran into the red Ferrari behind him.

Seeing Qiao Moli running away in embarrassment, Qiao Weiwei gritted her teeth and said: "Fight with me... who are you?"

After venting her unhappiness on Qiao Moli, she suddenly felt less depressed than before...

A taxi slowly approached, and Qiao Weiwei immediately waved.

The taxi stopped slowly, Qiao Weiwei quickly got into the car, reported Zhou Chuyu's address, and said: "No. xx, xx Villa Community, xx Road"

The taxi driver glanced at the embarrassed Qiao Weiwei through the car's interior mirror and thought to himself, this woman must have been broken up in love...

The warmth inside the car was in sharp contrast to the cold outside. Qiao Weiwei leaned against the backrest of the car, folded her hands across her chest, closed her eyes quietly, and pretended to be asleep.

She was so tired that she wanted to take a bath and just fall on the bed and sleep.

Soon, the car stopped in front of Zhou Chuyu's house. At this moment, as soon as the wind and rain stopped, the whole world seemed to calm down.

He took a hundred yuan out of his pocket and gave it to the driver. He said, "No need to look for it." He got out of the car, walked quickly to the door of Zhou Chuyu's house, and rang the doorbell...

A gust of wind blew in her face, causing Qiao Weiwei to shiver.

Soon, the door opened. Zhou Chuyu, who was wearing a white long-sleeved silk nightgown, looked at Qiao Weiwei outside the door. She was stunned and said, "Weiwei? Why are you here? What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Weiwei shuddered again, looking at Zhou Chuyu's concerned face, she threw herself into Zhou Chuyu's arms and said: "Sister Chu Yu, can I sleep with you for one night..."

Zhou Chuyu's body was very warm, and just by holding her like this, she suddenly stopped feeling cold... The faint scent of a girl on her body made Qiao Weiwei feel at ease.

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.
Chapter completed!