Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Butler Lin looked at Mu Qianqian.

In his impression, she is a little girl who is giggling all day long, heartless, innocent, ignorant and condescending. She has the adventurous spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but at the same time she is reckless and impulsive and willful.

Since when, she has been good at negotiating, calm and decisive.

"I will relay all the girl's words to President Fu." Butler Lin said respectfully, picking up the blindfold.

Mu Qianqian didn't struggle.

She knows that struggling is useless under the condition of disparity in strength, and she will implicate more people who care about her.

Rather, take it alone.

Butler Lin put a blindfold on her.

Her world was pitch black again, and she leaned back in a chair to rest.

After some time, the car stopped.

She was taken out of the car.

She heard the door open.

The door was opened, and the smell of dust that had been lingering for a long time came out, and the cool air drifted over the skin.

"I have been to this place, Fu Yuhuang's hometown, the furniture is covered with white cloth, the furniture is made of high-quality golden nanmu, and on the coffee table, there are tree carvings of agarwood, so the mixed taste is very good. Unique." Mu Qianqian said with judgment.

Butler Lin took off Mu Qianqian's blindfold in surprise, "You all know this?"

Mu Qianqian glared at Butler Lin coldly, "I just have bad eyesight, sense of smell, sight, touch, all sensitive and good memory. Butler Lin, I won't run away, it's useless for me to run away, you know, Don't be so defensive."

Butler Lin sighed, "Come with me."

He pushed open a room.

There are anti-theft windows installed on the windows, there are beds, TVs, and bathrooms.

"I'll bring your clothes over in a moment. You can watch TV to rest, and someone will deliver them during mealtimes. However, we will temporarily confiscate your mobile phone and cut off your contact with the outside world." Butler Lin said apologetically.

Mu Qianqian didn't want to say anything and closed the door.

Butler Lin pushed on the door, "Aren't you curious why President Fu shut you up?"

"Using his indifference and ruthlessness towards his ex-girlfriend to please his ex-girlfriend, Fu Yuhuang is very strategic." Mu Qianqian twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.

Butler Lin was stunned for a moment, but he hesitated.

After all, without saying anything, Mu Qianqian closed the door and sat on the bed.

A sentence kept repeating in my mind: because you offended my woman.

She sat from day to dark, and from dark to dawn.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning fell through the window.

She got off the bed, walked to the window, and saw Fu Yuhuang's car parked under the old locust tree.

She narrowed her eyes and shot out a coldness.

It turns out that Fu Yuhuang is also here.

To see how sad and embarrassed she is?

Sorry, she doesn't.

Mu Qianqian closed the curtains and opened the door.

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Yuhuang flipped through the documents in his hand, felt Mu Qianqian's gaze, and looked up at her.

Mu Qianqian walked over.

The two bodyguards outside the door raised their hands to stop her.

Mu Qianqian stopped again and looked at Fu Yuhuang coldly, her eyes were so deep that no one could see through her heart.

Fu Yuhuang frowned slightly, and ordered in a deep voice, "Let her come down."

The bodyguards let go.

Mu Qianqian went down the stairs, stood in front of him, and looked down at him, "Is it possible to have a private court session?"

Fu Yuhuang leaned on the sofa with grace, "Do you think what you said can threaten me? Don't overestimate yourself."

Mu Qianqian's heart sank, looked straight at Fu Yuhuang, and said indifferently, "How can you hold the court privately?"