"It's really luxurious, even more gorgeous than the ancient palaces." Qiao Weiwei supported her chin with one hand and looked at the day-like world outside the car window and said.

"If you like it, you can live here for the rest of your life."

"Forget it..." Qiao Weiwei smiled.

For a lifetime? What kind of international joke are you kidding...

The most she can do is stay with her until the day he gets tired of her. Is it a week later? Or a month later?

[At this time, Qiao Weiwei did not expect that his whole life was not just talk, he had given her a promise.]

He put away the smile on his lips and leaned against the backrest, pretending to be asleep.

The street lights along the way gently passed over his delicate cheeks. In the alternation of light and dark, his profile became more three-dimensional and charming.

The car stopped slowly, and Qiao Weiwei followed Liang Bo's steps and walked into the castle.

In the baroque-style hall, more than twenty maids with rigorous makeup and standard maid uniforms stood cautiously on both sides of the door. If you look closely, you will see that each of them is beautiful and beautiful, young and beautiful.

Looking at them, Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but think, these maids are just in name, right? These are all cool harem beauties, right? Such a beautiful woman, how can this monster just watch and kill her?

I don’t believe it either. None

"Master Bo!" the servants shouted in unison.

Liangbo nodded slightly, and a maid in charge helped him take off his coat and put on his slippers, then waved to Qiao Weiwei and said: "Follow me..." and then strode toward the elevator.

Qiao Weiwei, who had just put on slippers, quickly followed...

The elevator door slowly closed, along with the surprised looks of the maids.

"You really have three thousand beauties in the harem~ This place shouldn't be called Dream Garden, it should be called the Forbidden City..."

"Stop your random thoughts immediately..."

After arriving on the sixth floor and getting out of the elevator, Qiao Weiwei followed Liang Bo all the way to the door of his room.

Pushing open the high-end European-style carved white wood door, what she saw in front of her made Qiao Weiwei feel a little dizzy.

"Follow me!" He glanced at her, took out a mini remote control from his pocket, and pressed it casually on a secret door...

The secret door slowly opens...

She followed his steps all the way into the door.

Compared to the bright lights and gorgeous scenery outside, the world inside the door is extremely cold and serious. As far as the eye can see, there are all kinds of hand/guns densely packed.

He casually took a pistol from the wall and threw it into her hand. He raised his chin towards the target opposite and said: "When you are in a bad mood, this is the best way to vent your feelings. Come on, let the bullseye be yours."

Enemy, let me see how your gun/skills are."

She calmly threw the pistol into the air, and after a perfect backflip, the pistol landed firmly in her hand.

Then, she smiled coldly, loaded the gun, and quickly pointed the muzzle at the bright red bullseye.

Accompanied by several loud noises, the cold bullets hit the bullseye one after another.

And the irritability that had accumulated in her heart for a long time seemed to disappear as the bullet burst out of the barrel.

Her performance really surprised him.

"Pah...pah...pah..." He applauded her with a smile and said, "The marksmanship is good. Just now, who did you think the bullseye was?"

She snorted coldly, raised her eyebrows, and threw the gun into his hand, saying, "Of course it's you..."

"Not Gu Yun and Chen Bihua?"

"..."

She ignored him, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom.

*…*…*…*…*…*

The next day, when Qiao Weiwei woke up, Liang Bo was no longer there.

The stinging pain in her lower body reminded her that she was no longer as pure as jade.

The snow-white suspender skirt lay quietly beside her, almost blending into the snow-white bed sheets.

There was a snow-white note on the skirt.

On the note, his ink handwriting was like a dragon's, "White is more suitable for you - cool and thin."

After taking a shower, Qiao Weiwei, who was fresh and fresh, put on the clothes he prepared for her, then dragged her body as if it had been run over by a car, pushed the door open and went downstairs.

Downstairs, in the splendid world, servants in classic maid uniforms were busy, and everyone looked nervous and serious.

"Miss Qiao!" Everyone bowed to Qiao Weiwei who was standing in the middle of the stairs, and then went about their business.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. Bo said that he will go to the company first. Miss Qiao, you have had dinner. If you go out, the driver and the car are ready. Remember to come back before evening. He doesn't want to miss you when he comes back." The head maid stepped forward.

, said respectfully.

"I won't have breakfast, I'm going out." Qiao Weiwei nodded, showed a smile that matched the skirt, and then went out.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly, there were no clouds in the sky, and the sea breeze was blowing on my face, which was very comfortable.

The black Bentley parked quietly at the door. When the driver saw Qiao Weiwei, he immediately got out of the car and opened the door respectfully.

"Okay, you can go back. I'll drive myself." She was never used to having a driver. This kind of petty girly thing was never what she, Qiao Weiwei, liked.
Chapter completed!