Your wife is pregnant again

"Mu Qianxue, you are Mu Qianxue! I really like you, I have liked you since the first TV series you acted in! Can you sign me?"

From this pair of eyes, Mu Qianxue saw more fanatical eyes behind her.

A fan, a fan who likes her.

As a reasonable person, Mu Qianxue understood that if she signed her at this time, her wrists would be broken if she signed it later.

Surrounded by a crowd of people, it will attract more, irrelevant onlookers.

In that case, the danger will increase. Who knows that there are mixed fish and dragons inside, and there are no bad guys?

Mu Qianxue lowered her eyes, her eyeballs rolled under her eyelids, and then she smiled, looking very weak: "It's ok, but I'm pregnant, and my physical strength may not be able to keep up. My car is next to me. I'll get in and help you." Are you ready to sign?"

The real fans all care about her, so they nodded repeatedly: "Yes, your body is the most important thing, you have to take care of yourself."

Mu Qianxue nodded lightly and thanked: "Okay."

Surrounded by a few fans in front, she walked to the front of the car, the driver had already opened the door for her, just waiting for her to come in, and drove away quickly.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind: "She wants to run away! She doesn't really want to sign us at all! Celebrities treat us fans like maids and servants! If you don't believe me, look at it, she will never Sign us!"

This sound can be regarded as mobilizing the emotions of the people present.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Our Xuebao is not such a person!"

"Xuebao, talk, don't you know? You don't hate us, do you?"

Mu Qianxue took a deep breath, turned her head and smiled, "Yes, I won't."

After getting into the car, Mu Qianxue didn't let the driver drive away, but sat in the car and signed for someone.

When signing No. 40, her wrists started to hurt, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

She struggled to reach out to pick up another person's photo or clothes, but only heard: "No, you are already very tired, please sign next time."

She looked up and met a pair of smiling eyes, wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, wearing a loose shirt, holding a book in her hand.

At that moment, Mu Qianxue admitted that she was warmed by her.

"Okay." She didn't try to be brave anymore, and she really felt very tired.

The girl smiled, turned around and said to the fans: "Sister, she is already very tired and pregnant, so she signed so many for us, it's enough, can we ask her to help me sign next time we meet?"

Most people agreed, but some complained, saying that they didn't know when the next meeting would be, and there was no drama, and the dry season was really hard.

Then the girl comforted her there. After listening to it for a while, Mu Qianxue suddenly said, "The day after tomorrow, I will start a live broadcast. Let's meet often and chat, okay? It will be a bit boring for you to watch my life."

"It won't be boring!" The fans roared together, startling Mu Qianxue, and then slowly smiled.

"Well, let's see you first, I'm a little tired."

"Goodbye sister!"

This time, even if there were people with malicious intentions, they were pushed away by enthusiastic fans and escorted Mu Qianxue's car away.

Through the rearview mirror, I saw the fans waving collectively. The scene may not be described, but it is blocked in the heart and moist in the eyes. It is probably called touching!
She returned to the villa safely, but she was still not feeling well due to fright and fatigue. She didn't drink the porridge brought by the housekeeper, and fell asleep under the quilt.

In a daze, he also experienced a siege in his dream, but those fans in the dream turned into monsters one after another, green-faced and fang-toothed, very permeable to look at.

Opening her eyes, Mu Qianxue subconsciously touched her stomach, it's okay, it's okay.
"Why don't you call me if you're not feeling well?"

A voice suddenly sounded in the room, scaring Mu Qianxue almost out of her wits. She pressed her heart and raised her eyes, and when she met Xie Chen's worried gaze, her anger disappeared.

"I'm just a little sleepy, it's fine."

Xie Chen had invited a doctor to see her before she woke up, and the doctor said she was overly frightened.

He frowned tightly, walked in front of her, leaned over and hugged her, and said in a low voice, "Mu Qianxue, don't worry me next time."

"Well, I don't want to either."

As soon as his attitude softened, she couldn't help but succumbed: "I just wanted to take a few steps, but I didn't expect to meet so many people, and among them, some seemed to be very hostile to me, not like fans."

She has never been a person without vigilance, and she didn't show it at the time, because she was worried about scaring the snake, but now that she was in his arms, she dared to relax.

Xie Chen's eyes were dark: "Your influence hasn't reached that level yet. I investigated the video of that day. People who passed by at that time were lured there premeditatedly, as if they knew where you would go."

Mu Qianxue was slightly stunned: "That's not right, I went out from the Xie Group at that time, and I didn't walk very far. No one knew that I went out from yours. Do you suspect that it is someone from the company?"

Xie Chen glanced at her appreciatively: "But that's not necessarily the case. I'll have someone investigate this matter. Before it's cleared up, you should not go out."

Mu Qianxue nodded obediently: "Okay, anyway, I've already made an appointment with my fans for a live broadcast, and then I'll live broadcast at home and wait for you to go home."

The word "go home" directly hit Xie Chen's heart, his brows and eyes softened a little, and he kissed her affectionately.

Just as soon as they kissed each other, the lingering kiss became violent.

"Thank you Chen, you do this every time!"

The ending of the complaint was swallowed by someone. He felt that he should not be blamed for doing this every time, but why she was so attractive.

On the rooftop of a hotel, the wind whizzed past my ears, and my hair was messed up, but the two people standing there didn't move.

If both Mu Qianxue and Xie Chen were present, they would be able to tell that the man in black clothes and black hat, with an extremely clear voice like a child's, was No. 88 at the auction that day.

There was deep fear in Mu Hanyue's eyes, and she asked cautiously: "Today I failed to find someone to surround Mu Qianxue, what should I do next?"

As soon as the words fell, her chin was restrained by a pale hand, and the man's brows and eyes were tightly covered by the mask: "Mu Hanyue, it's you who begged me, not me, your pig-headed If it's of no use at all, there's no need to fight Mu Qianxue, just admit defeat."

Mu Hanyue was trembling, and in a panic, she said several plans, and finally escaped from that person's hands.

Outside the hotel, as soon as she ran out clutching her chin, she bumped into someone's arms.