Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian went back to Song Yi's place.

Seeing her red eyes, Song Yi understood and frowned, "Fu Yuhuang didn't forgive you, did he?"

"Doctor Song, I don't understand. I was separated from him for a few days, and he was on good terms with others. Is it because he loved shallowly, or did he never love him at all?" Mu Qianqian looked at Song Yi ignorantly.

"For a man like Fu Yuhuang standing at the top of the pyramid, it is very difficult to conquer. This is one of the reasons why I object to you being with him." Song Yi rubbed Mu Qianqian's head.

Mu Qianqian lowered her eyes and put her hand on the position of her heart, "I'm sad now, thinking about how sad he was with that girl, thinking about what he said, it's like a knife, cutting my heart and taking medicine. I don't want the pain."

The fog in Song Yi's eyes was a bit hazy, and he rubbed Mu Qianqian's face with pity, and said earnestly: "This is a kind of growing process, the sweetness of love, the bitterness of broken love, the bitterness of heartache, slowly It will heal over time.”

"When will it heal? Will it be fine tomorrow?" Mu Qianqian looked at Song Yi eagerly.

"Everyone's situation is different, and the feelings they give are also different. The more you give, the more pain you will suffer. It also has something to do with your character, but it will all get better." Song Yi said with relief.

Mu Qianqian lowered her head.

She thought that if she took medicine, her heart would not hurt.

Turns out, it didn't.

After taking a shower at Song Yi's place, she climbed into the glass bed, fixedly looking ahead, and muttered to herself, "Pretend innocent, innocent, and stupid, the appearance is not as good as the appearance."

Mu Qian smiled, smiled, and her eyes were wet.

When a person thinks you are not good, no matter how hard you work or how you change, in the eyes of others, you will be despised.

Then she won't change for anyone, just be what she wants to be.

She put the blanket over her face and went to sleep.

She clearly said that she should not cry for Fu Yuhuang, but she could not restrain herself from being rational, and there was too much water in her heart.

morning

Song Yi was still sleeping, feeling that someone was pushing him, opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qianqian.

Her crying eyes were red and swollen, pitiful, "Doctor Song, didn't you say it would get better? My heart still hurts."

Song Yi sat up, hugged Mu Qianqian, and remembered Qian Qian before, "She used to be like this, she often came to me in the morning and said that her heart hurts."

"When you say she, you mean Mu Qianqian herself?" Mu Qianqian asked.

Song Yi moved to the side and patted the position beside him.

Mu Qianqian lay beside him, waiting for him to speak.

"She likes Qin Youlan. Qin Youlan and Mu Jinwei are a couple. They don't like her, and they bully her. She has been drinking and drinking in bars for a while," Song Yi said.

"Doctor Song, you like Mu Qianqian herself, and Mu Qianqian herself likes other men, are you in pain too?" Mu Qianqian frowned and looked at Song Yi with pity.

Song Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and lay beside her, "I have no father or mother, and it was Mr. Mu who took me in. No one played with me when I was a child, only her, she treated me kindly and helped me.

What I want is not her liking, but her happiness. She likes other men. I am not sad, but I am saddened by her death. "

"So you created me." Mu Qianqian continued his words.

Song Yi turned to look at Mu Qianqian, "I created you to let you complete two tasks. You have already completed it, Qianqian, and you can live the life you want in the future."

Mu Qianqian's eyes were filled with mist, her mouth pursed, and she choked up, "Doctor Song, don't you want me too?"