Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian's heart was stuffy, mixed with pain.

She didn't understand and asked weakly, "Zhou Zhi, what's the difference between love and liking?"

"You can like many people at the same time, or you can divide it into many types of likes, but love can only love one person. Simply put, likes can be discarded at any time, but love is unforgettable." Zhou Zhi explained.

"If you like it, you can throw it away at any time. If you like it, you can throw it away at any time." Mu Qianqian repeated this sentence, frowning.

Every time I repeat it, my heart hurts even more.

She didn't know how to get back to the classroom, nor what the teacher said, lying on the table, the last sentence of Fu Yuhuang's words kept appearing in her mind: Mu Qianqian, you are gameover.

"Gameover." Mu Qianqian muttered to herself, still feeling distressed, she turned her head and looked out the window.

Until the end of get out of class, Fu Qikai did not return to the classroom.

A lot of people poured in outside the door, all looking at Mu Qianqian.

"This woman is simply a stunner, and I want to go there too."

"It's really beautiful, with a good figure, one woman and two men, and good physical strength. I really want to play."

The voices of male voices outside the door reached the class.

"What nonsense are you talking about! One more sentence, be careful I will tear your mouth apart." Zhou Zhi scolded towards the door.

"Mu Qianqian, the principal is looking for you." Someone shouted outside the door.

Mu Qianqian got up, lowered her eyes, and walked to the principal's office.

Mr. Mu was also called at an unknown time.

His face was very bad, and he was holding the cane tightly, his hands were shaking.

Aunt Lan accompanied her and watched Mu Qianqian come in. She hated that iron was not steel, and said, "Miss, you are usually self-willed, how could you do such a thing."

Mu Qianqian looked aggrievedly at Mr. Mu.

"Kneel down." Mr. Mu's voice was very loud, and he tapped on the crutches.

Mu Qianqian kneeled on the ground resignedly.

She knew that no one would help her.

Mr. Mu slapped her on the back and cursed: "I told you not to learn well. If I let you do such a shameful thing, I won't kill you today, how can I have the face to see your parents under Jiuquan. "

Mr. Mu hit him with stick after stick.

Mu Qianqian was silent.

Aunt Lan looked terrified, "Miss, don't admit your mistake, are you going to make your grandfather mad?"

"Grandpa, I was wrong." Mu Qianqian said immediately.

"I don't forgive you, every time I know it's wrong, have you corrected it?

I asked you not to provoke Fu Yuhuang, but you did.

Let you not run away at the banquet. You ran away.

Let you study hard and you do this kind of thing in school.

How dare you marry someone, how can I ask the Tuoba family to marry you! "Mr. Mu's last blow was extremely heavy.

Mu Qianqian was beaten to the ground, a mouthful of blood spit on the ground, burning pain on her back, and her fists clenched tightly.

She was wrong and no one forgives her.

Why did she say it wrong!

They beat her, scolded her, didn't want her, why did she want them!

Mu Qianqian looked at Mr. Mu with a cold look in his eyes.

She dragged her numb body from the beating and stood up.

"Kneel down for me." Old Man Mu still didn't calm down.

"Master, the eldest lady is vomiting blood, please forgive her." Aunt Lan pleaded.

"I'd rather kill her than let her embarrass the Mu family again." Old Man Mu roared.

Mu Qianqian looked at Mr. Mu sadly, would you rather kill her?

"Mu Qianqian is dead. I'm not really Mu Qianqian. From now on, my affairs have nothing to do with you."