Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

After listening to Mu Qianqian's plan, Song Yi directly denied it, "No, it's too dangerous. Do you think you can get out of it when you go there?"

"Yes, they don't know that I know martial arts." Mu Qianqian firmly believed.

"Your three-legged cat can only deal with the old and weak, women and children. The master's skills will not be under Fu Yuhuang. I don't agree." Song Yi said decisively.

Mu Qianqian turned out from the glass bed, "I've decided to go, if you don't help me, I'll go alone."

Song Yi held Mu Qianqian's arm restlessly, "Do you think you exposed the identity of the 'Master', will the 'Master' let you go?"

Mu Qianqian clenched her fists and looked straight at Song Yi, "It's not that he won't let me go, but I'm not letting him go. Even if there is a one percent success rate, I will try."

"You love Fu Yuhuang so much, you can don't for his life!" Song Yi frowned, unexpectedly, and his heart ached.

Mu Qianqian took a deep breath and made up her mind.

"Doctor Song, thank you for giving me life and letting me walk through this world once.

I found a man I liked, and a woman I liked, and felt family, friendship, and love.

These are enough, although short, but very beautiful, I also learned a lot of the truth of life.

I remember that the mission you created me was to let Mu Qianqian inherit his grandfather's shares and find out who murdered Mu Qianqian herself.

That 'master' is the murderer.

I want to do the last thing I can, fulfill your wish, protect the man I want to protect, and make compensation for my fault.

Even if I die, I feel that I have died well, and I have no regrets.

If I die and burn me, don't tell Fu Yuhuang, sprinkle my ashes where I can see you.

I'm a bit stupid, and I'm not good at understanding. I can't accurately know what other people mean, and I can't smartly avoid other people's traps. I've caused you a lot of trouble. I'm sorry.

I hope that the Mu Qianqian you create in the future will be very smart, and even more hope that Qianqian herself can wake up.Don't let you down.

If there is a soul, I will surely bless you. "Mu Qianqian bowed deeply.

Song Yi's eyes were red, and the fog filled the air, "Qian Qian's heart is on you. If you die, she won't be able to live."

"You wait outside the window then. If you have to die, I'll jump out of the window. Before I die, immediately take out my heart, put it in the fresh-keeping box and return it to Mu Qianqian herself." Mu Qian said seriously.

"You really have to be pissed off to make me happy, right!" Song Yi raised the decibel.

Mu Qianqian knew that Dr. Song would kill her because he cared about her.

She stretched out her hand, hugged Dr. Song, turned her face sideways, and leaned against Song Yi's heart, her voice choked a little, "I am not Grandpa Mu's granddaughter, and I have no mother to give birth to me.

It was you who created me, taught me to read, write, and martial arts, bought me delicious food, nurtured me, cultivated me, and showed me the world.

In fact, I am your child and you are my father.

Mu Qianqian herself lived an inhuman life because of the control of the video, so she lost her life.

I don't want to go her old way.

If you want to give birth, then give birth to a magnanimous life.

If I want to die, I want to die without any guilt.

Father Song, please fulfill me. "

Mu Qianqian begged.

This is the first time Song Yi heard Mu Qianqian call him Song's father.

He raised her and saw that she could speak more and more words from a blank sheet of paper, yet she was not proud of being a father.

He put his arms around her shoulders and was persuaded by her, "I can't stop you, so I'll accompany you."