Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

"Since you know the true face of the master, why don't you tell me?" Fu Yuhuang asked suspiciously.

"Because Qianqian reached an agreement with him, he will no longer attack you, and she will not expose his true colors." Song Yi explained.

"Even if his true face is exposed, I will be afraid that he will attack me?" Fu Yuhuang said arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain.

"It's better to have less than one thing, it's not very good now." Song Yi frowned.

"Do you think that if he is not exposed, he will not attack me?" Fu Yuhuang asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Song Yi said firmly.

Fu Yuhuang's eyes passed Ruiguang, something was brewing in his mind, and the answer was about to come out.

"Doctor Song." Mu Qianqian said suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.

Her voice sounded soft, soft, and delicate, as if full of grievances, accusations, and joy after finding someone to rely on,

He felt that his heart was hit hard, turned sideways, and looked at Mu Qianqian.

She dragged her plastered leg, covered her stomach, and staggered towards Song Yi.

He was covered in wounds, his face was pale, and the tears were flowing, which made people feel distressed.

There was only Song Yi in her eyes, as if seeking comfort, pitiful.

He watched her pass him, and she didn't even look at him from beginning to end.

Once, he wanted to be her towering tree, no matter how many storms outside, he could shelter her in a warm environment without wind and waves, and let her enjoy his nourishment, care and love.

He felt that she was innocent and deserved to be treated like this.

But how did the facts go in the opposite direction?

Mu Qianqian walked in front of Song Yi.

Song Yi was very distressed when she saw that there was no intact part of her body.

"My baby is gone." Mu Qianqian cried.

"God's will, don't be sad, there will be more in the future." Song Yi said with relief.

"I really want it." Mu Qianqian said sadly.

"Nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, you have to give up, you have to give up, after the pain, just cheer up, there will be better waiting for you, trust me." Song Yi promised.

But she was still sad.

Song Yi looked at Fu Yuhuang, "Qianqian once caused you to be almost murdered, and she almost died now. The children are all paid to you. I beg President Fu to let him go."

Fu Yuhuang looked at Mu Qianqian in a deep sense, with a layer of veil in his eyes, which was even more unfathomable.

Better to wait for Qianqian, who is Song Yi talking about?

Who is better than him.

Fu Yuhuang clenched his fists, tried to keep his tone as soft as possible, and said to Mu Qianqian: "No matter what you did wrong in the past, I don't care anymore, I am willing to continue loving you, marry you, I can give you the child again, you are willing stay?"

Mu Qianqian held back her tears, her expression became indifferent, she raised her chin and looked at him.

Her eyes were cold like he had never seen before, as if in an instant, she no longer had the innocence, cuteness, innocence and simplicity of the past.

Some are just epiphanies after the catastrophe, and independence after the vicissitudes of life.

"I'm not wrong, I need you to care about what, you Fu Yuhuang are here with me, everything is wrong, why should I forgive you! In your world, you are the king, trampling on other people's lives, why should I enter Your world! I won't stay, and I won't be afraid of your targeting and revenge, if I want to die, I have to die with a backbone." Mu Qian said in a sincere tone.