Dear President, take it easy

Blood slowly flowed out from the thighs of the bodyguards.

The scene was extremely bloody.

But they still stood there like wooden figures, motionless, and their expressions remained unchanged!

"Get out of the way!" Qiao Weiwei raised her foot again and kicked hard at the bleeding spot of a bodyguard in front of her...

The bodyguard snorted, but couldn't help it in the end. He clenched his teeth tightly and held Qiao Weiwei's right wrist tightly with one hand, saying, "Miss Qiao, please go back!"

Qiao Weiwei suffered from pain, and lost all strength in her five fingers.

In the next second, the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

He stretched out his feet swiftly and kicked the gun a few meters away.

"Do you know what you are doing now?!" Qiao Weiwei stared at the pale man in front of her with red eyes, resisting the pain in her wrist...

"Miss Qiao, I know, we all know, but for the sake of us, old and young, please forgive us. If you go in, we will all die." He looked Qiao Weiwei said.

His words easily touched the softest corner of Qiao Weiwei's heart.

Her eyes darkened, and she let the bodyguard grab her wrist.

After being absent-minded for a second, she pulled one corner of her lips coldly again, her eyes glanced past the bodyguard who was bleeding continuously behind him, and then fixed on his face again, and said: "Then did anyone tell you?" You, who disobeyed my Qiao Weiwei's order, will die as well!"

The roar of the helicopter hovered continuously overhead.

The sound grew louder and clearer.

The bodyguards immediately nodded respectfully.

Qiao Weiwei raised her head and looked at the helicopter that was getting closer and closer to her. There was an indifferent arc on her lips.

In order to protect Sun Xiaoran, even the helicopters are dispatched now, right?

Is that woman that important?

The hands hanging by the sides were tightly clenched into fists.

The slender pink nails are deeply embedded in the palms.

The nail digs into the flesh and it really hurts.

However, the heart hurts hundreds or thousands of times more than the flesh.

The white helicopter with LB printed on it was getting closer and closer to the ground.

The gusts of wind brought up by the propellers made everyone move slightly.

After the helicopter landed on the ground, Liang Bo, dressed in a long black woolen coat, jumped down directly, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"Master Bo!" All the bodyguards nodded respectfully and shouted in unison.

At this moment, Qiao Weiwei thought of the time when she and Zhou Chuyu were kidnapped.

That time, he was also like this, riding a helicopter, appearing in front of her eyes like a god.

Only, this time is different from that time.

That time, he did it for her, but this time, he did it to save other women.

The roar of the helicopter in her ears made her feel inexplicably irritated.

She looked at him coldly, walking towards her step by step.

His gaze was on his sharp-edged, but indifferent face like a god of death.

"Come back with me!" Walking in front of her, he glanced at the wounded bodyguards, then fixed his eyes on her indifferent face, and ordered, holding her arm tightly with his hand.

"Do you care about her that much? Today, either you let me in, or we break up! You choose!" She said through gritted teeth, and when she said the word 'break up', she deliberately increased her tone to show emphasis .

"What did you say, say it again." His eyes became more and more indifferent, like thousands of years of ice, and the ice sealed her eyes in an instant.

The strength of his grip on her arm was increasing, and she could clearly feel his anger.

"Don't you understand? I said, either let me in, or break up~!" With red eyes, she met his cold eyes and pursed her lower lip.

"Say it again!" he snapped.

"Either let me in, or break up! Say this a hundred times, or this sentence!"

"Slap!" A fiery slap landed on her cold face, and hot tears flew far away following his slap.

She snorted coldly, covered her face that was hurt by him, looked into his eyes full of anger, and said, "You hit me, why did you hit me!"

Although this slap hit her face, it landed on her heart.

A heart that was continuously bleeding from his beating.

Seeing her tears, his heart tightened, his brows loosened, and his eyes dimmed...

"Don't threaten me with breaking up! Women..."

"Chi..." Accompanied by the sound of brakes, the white Bentley stopped slowly, and Sun Xiaoran, who was wearing a white mink fur coat with a round hip, slowly got out of the car.

Sun Xiaoran was startled by the scene that came into view.

She stood still, looking at the two figures not far away from her, her heart sank.

Hearing the sound of brakes, Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo suddenly turned their heads.

When her gaze touched Sun Xiaoran standing by the car, Qiao Weiwei's gaze turned cold again.

Being stared at by Qiao Weiwei like this, Sun Xiaoran couldn't help but shudder.

"Young Mistress!" The bodyguards shouted in unison.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liang Bo directly bent down, carried Qiao Weiwei on her shoulders, and said to the bodyguard: "Protect Sun Xiaoran!"

Then, turn around and walk in the direction of the plane.

"Let go of me! I'm going to kill her! Kill her!" Qiao Weiwei kicked and beat Liang Bo desperately, her scarlet eyes fixed on Sun Xiaoran who looked like a little white rabbit not far away.

But Liang Bo, still as if unconscious, directly stuffed Qiao Weiwei into the plane, then squeezed in himself, and closed the door.

His hands are always tightly holding her wrist.

Qiao Weiwei struggled constantly, however, the strength gap between men and women was too great, and she couldn't break free from his shackles at all.

Her enemy was not far away, but she couldn't get close to her at all. This feeling made her feel extremely aggrieved.

The plane slowly left the ground, and then flew higher and higher.

Only then did Liang Bo let go of Qiao Weiwei fiercely, and said, "Be honest!"

Looking at the figure below that gradually turned into white spots, she turned her face sideways, her scarlet eyes met his sullen eyes, she moved her already bruised wrist, and said, "Let's break up."

"What did you say?" A big hand grabbed her two slender wrists again, and the other hand tightly pinched her chin, narrowing her icy eyes and knitting her sword eyebrows.

The powerful aura made her heart tremble.

But she just sneered and said, "I said, let's break up. Originally, you were married, and it was a mistake for me to stay by your side. Since you won't let me touch her, then break up!"

"Say it again." The hand pinching her chin continued to increase in strength, as if it was about to crush the bone.

"Everything that has happened from the car accident to today has made me see a fact and see your heart clearly, Mr. Bo. In fact, you care about Sun Xiaoran... Or, you care about her more than me. In this case, Let's break up." She turned her head away, tears flooding.