After swapping souls with the president's husband

"Yejing, that's right. Sure enough, I have inherited all my advantages. Xiao Xi, didn't you already know about it?" Mr. Fu now has a kind smile on his face, and even his eyes can only be seen narrowed. Line up.

His grandson is really good, so he doesn't have to be sorry for his lifelong best friend, and he doesn't have to see his granddaughter-in-law feel sad, and he doesn't have to worry about his unborn great-grandson.

"Grandpa, that's a must." Fu Yejing couldn't help imitating the little guy's appearance, and froze for a moment.

Murong Xi seemed to have noticed something, she secretly covered her mouth, but the smile in her eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

This matter ended with He Rouzhi making an oolong mess, Madam Fu's expression at that time was as disgusting as swallowing a cockroach.

Although it is already a fact that she can't understand Murong Xi, a woman who doesn't know what it is is also taking advantage of her child with a wild seed conceived from nowhere. directly into negative.

He Rouzhi was swept out, and the person who swept her out was Mrs. Fu.

As much as she expected, she was as disappointed as she was. She recovered the face she had lost in front of others on her.

He Rouzhi didn't understand why all her hopes fell through in one day. She had calculated everything well, but she didn't know that she had made the wrong move from the beginning. She shouldn't have calculated this man, let alone Listen to Tian Mengshan's words to plot against the man she shouldn't look up to.

After He Rouzhi's mother found out about her, she felt sorry for her daughter, but she had no choice but to comfort her, "Okay, he shouldn't be someone we can expect, just take this as a lesson , don’t pursue this matter any more.”

"Mom, why is this happening?" He Rouzhi didn't understand, because she thought that she was no worse than that bumpkin, but that man had never looked her in the eye.

"Such a man is very ruthless. He will not be interested in a woman who throws himself into his arms." Her mother lovingly stroked her hair, and only hoped that your own daughter would learn to be smarter.

"But why is he being nice to Murong Xi?" He Rouzhi's eyes were filled with bewilderment, and she was a little bit unwilling.

Even at this moment, she still can't figure it out, it's the man who treats Murong Xi so well that she thinks this man is the kind of tender man.

"Probably what kind of person has what kind of nemesis, that girl may be his nemesis."

He Rouzhi's mother used to want to be the wife of a wealthy family, but after what happened to her daughter, she understood that her appearance is not as good as before, and she only hopes that her daughter will be safe and sound. That's good, their lives are much better than ordinary people now, so they should be content.

Although He Rouzhi doesn't quite understand the meaning of what her mother said, she doesn't dare to touch their bottom line anymore. From the few times they met each other, he can tell that that man is not easy to mess with , and the breath leaking from Murong Xi's body from time to time made her scalp tingle.

She hasn't lived enough yet, so she aborts the child and finds someone she likes to be with.

She had a suitor before who knew that she was going to disturb other people's families after she was pregnant. The suitor was disappointed with her, but he told her that if the result failed, he would wait for her at the same place.

In the wilderness of the outskirts, a man and a woman stood in front of a tombstone.

"Azhe, I didn't know you were still alive back then, so I set up a tombstone for you. I feel stupid when I think about it." Murong Xi smiled lightly, and there was also the tranquility of everything being settled.

Huo Zhe's gaze happened to be on Murong Xi's pale pink lips, but at the moment they were slightly red and swollen, and they were also seductive. The intimacy between her and Fu Yejing can be imagined, Huo Zhe thought I smiled wryly.

He's still a little late.

"Xiao Xi, that time was really hard for you."

Huo Zhe looked at the tombstone unnaturally, and he finally understood that she really didn't know that she was still alive. She had a bad life in those years. Tang Yi had already told him, but after waking up What did you do again.

He let his grandfather humiliate Murong Xi in front of everyone, and he was no longer qualified to own her.

"There is nothing hard or hard. At that time, I only thought about how wonderful it would be if you were alive. You thought that my dream has really come true, and you are still alive." Murong Xi's obsidian-like eyes seemed to reveal the world inside. Huo Zhe was stunned for a moment by seeing the most dazzling light on his face.

He slowly moved his head away, although his heart was fluctuating, but at this moment he remembered that annoying woman, Ou Xinyue, that really annoying woman.

She is always so annoying, and I don't know how his annoying ability became the queen of the movie, but she is also very good when she is not talking.

How long did they stay here side by side? It was Murong Xi who had a sudden whim and brought him over to look at this tombstone. After all, he was still alive, and another tombstone was a very unlucky thing, so he destroyed it.

On their way back, they suddenly met someone.

"Master He, it's you!" Murong Xi looked in surprise at Master He who was a little disheveled, with messy hair and greasy face.

His current appearance is obviously different from the previous appearance at the competition meeting. What happened to him?
"Little girl, do I know you?" Master He felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, but he suddenly forgot who it was, or he couldn't remember who the person in front of him was.

"I sat third in your seat in the Chinese painting competition, you must not forget."

"Oh, but this is not what I want to say." What Master He wanted to say was not this, he always felt that he couldn't remember anything.

"Master He, why did you appear here? Are you being hunted down?" Murong Xi thought that Zhang Jingshan might be dissatisfied, so he sent someone to chase him down.

"No, I came here to find inspiration in the wild." Master He laughed loudly.

Murong Xi: ...

What hurt her was that he was hunted down by others, and she even thought of a conspiracy theory.

Murong Xi also noticed that he was still carrying his easel behind his back. Murong Xi scrambled to help her move the things into the rear compartment, but Huo Zhe stopped her. She was pregnant now, and she was still restless.

"Come on, take a break, you are pregnant." Huo Zhe said to him gently.

"Oh, okay." Murong Xi also grinned like an idiot, sometimes she really forgot that she was pregnant.

Master He blinked his eyes, and then blinked again, feeling that the two of them were a little weird after all, but felt that their movements seemed to be in harmony.

What's wrong?

Along the way, Master He kept frowning, as if he was thinking about something, and he even used his own drawing paper and pen to compare and draw there. Murong Xi was a little sleepy, and her head nodded like a little girl. Dozing there like a chicken pecking rice, a little cute

The car drove to a place where Master He lived. This place is neither good nor bad, but it is very suitable for people who are engaged in art like them to live. The scenery is pleasant and the messy heart can be calmed down.

The car just stopped, but no one came out. Huo Zhe looked at the seat at the back of the car. Master He was still painting there, and the person in the co-pilot seat was already sleeping soundly.

Huo Zhe didn't bother the two of them either, he took out the documents from the car, and said to read, the car was very quiet for a while, only the sound of turning the pages of the book, and Murong Xi's weak and steady breathing could be heard.

In the introduction, Murong Xi dreamed that she was playing with Xiao Baozi, but Xiao Baozi made her angry, so she called Fu Yejing angrily. Fu Yejing was still holding a diaper in her left hand and a feeding bottle in her right. , and milk powder was stuck to the skirt of his limited-edition custom-made suit.

"Pfft." Murong Xi couldn't help laughing, she then woke up, she met Huo Zhe's curious gaze just after waking up, Murong Xi deliberately rubbed her eyes with her hands when she saw this.

She would never admit that she was the one who was giggling in her dream, how silly.

Master He just stopped what he was doing, so why don't he take a look at them, aren't they husband and wife?And this girl is already pregnant, but they seem to be very close, but they always feel that something is missing.

Well, it should be that there is less sweetness between husband and wife, and I feel that girls are dependent on men, and men want to pamper girls, but they just don't have that kind of delicate love.

Master He also put away his thoughts and took them to admire his house.

When he saw the works he was proud of in his paintings, he suddenly realized that he knew where the weird feeling came from.

He had drawn Murong Xi once before, the night she and Fu Yejing went to ride the ferris wheel.

Murong Xi doesn't have artistic skills, so she can't tell that the back view is her and Fu Yejing. Master He's painting is also freehand. She only thinks this painting is very romantic, but she really can't tell it is herself.

Huo Zhe's eyes sank. Although he didn't want to admit it, the two of them were indeed more suitable.

Master He is also a delicate person. He thought that Murong Xi was with Huo Zhe now. He didn't know if he had contacted the former Fu Yejing, and he didn't mention this matter in front of these two people.

It was Murong Xi who said in admiration, "Master He, your painting is very good."

Master He glanced at her quietly, Huo Zhe was also expressionless beside him, only he himself knew what he was thinking.

"Hey, why do you have this painting here?" Murong Xi pointed to a painting and wondered.

She is very familiar with this painting, because in her grandfather's room she is often hugged and sat in front of this painting. Every time my grandfather sees this painting, his face is full of memories.

"This is a gift from your uncle's good friend."

At that time, naive and ignorant, she asked, "What about uncle?"

Elder Wu looked at the small Murong Xi, and then sighed deeply, "He left here and went to a place where no one bothers him."

"Then when can I find him?"

"You, you are still young, your uncle is happy to know that you are so sensible, and he will love you in heaven."

"Really?" Murong Xi seemed a little disbelieving.

"Really." Mr. Wu smiled and touched his granddaughter's little head, but his eyes were full of longing and pain. He was missing his son who had passed away.