Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian didn't sleep all night, lay on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

It was already dark when she woke up.

Mu Qianqian sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, her stomach rumbling with hunger.

She got up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, opened the door, and looked at the bodyguard, "Is there dinner?"

The bodyguard did not dare to answer.

Butler Lin heard Mu Qianqian's voice, ran over, and said, "President Fu just had dinner. He asked me to invite Miss Mu."

Mu Qianqian really didn't want to have dinner with Fu Yuhuang, "Can you refuse?"

Butler Lin nodded, "Better not."

Mu Qianqian understood, just bear with it for a few more days.

Shinobu was originally a knife to his heart, and he was bleeding.

She walked down the stairs and Fu Yuhuang was already sitting in front of the dining table.

His meals are exquisite, braised pork, pigeon soup, celery, opium fish, a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice, and a fruit plate.

There are washed summer black, millennials, blueberries, lychees on the plate.

She lifted the chair and sat down opposite Fu Yuhuang.

The chef served her the exact same dish as Fu Yuhuang.

Mu Qianqian lowered her head and concentrated on eating. She drank the watermelon juice in a few mouthfuls. After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, she picked up the empty juice glass and put it down again.

Fu Yuhuang put his watermelon juice cup in front of her and said solemnly, "You drink this cup, I haven't had it before."

Mu Qianqian didn't understand why Fu Yuhuang was so close and far away.

She didn't believe it was Yu Qing's unfinished business, he was so determined to her in front of his fiancée!

What does he want from her, prove something, or just have fun?

She is not a toy, she has a heart.

Mu Qianqian didn't drink his glass of watermelon juice, threw a Xia Hei into his mouth, lowered his head, and continued to cook.

Fu Yuhuang motioned to the chef to serve the juice.

After a while, the chef brought up a large bottle of watermelon juice and filled it up for Mu Qianqian.

Fu Yuhuang also ate slowly.

Mu Qianqian finished eating a bowl of rice, drank a bowl of fragrant pigeon soup, and ate five or six pieces of braised pork, full.

She put down her chopsticks and stood up, "Mr. Fu eat slowly."

"Sit down." Fu Yuhuang ordered, feeling that his tone was too stiff, so he softened, "I have something to tell you."

Mu Qianqian sat down lazily, picked up the watermelon juice, and sipped it slowly, waiting for Fu Yuhuang to speak.

"The court will start at 9 o'clock tomorrow. Butler Lin will take you there at [-] o'clock. If you see Xue Ziqi in the future, stay away." Fu Yuhuang warned.

Mu Qianqian put the juice cup on the table, stood up again, and said coldly: "I am the chairman and executive CEO of Mu's now, I am very busy with work, and I don't have time to provoke your fiancee, Mr. Fu 120 hearts, nothing else, I'm going back to rest."

Without waiting for Fu Yuhuang's reply, she turned around and walked back to her room, slamming the door.

I slept a lot during the day and couldn't sleep at night, so I turned on the TV and happened to see Fu Yuhuang and Xue Ziqi, who was hugging him intimately, on the news.

The reporter is interviewing them, "I wish you a happy and prosperous married life in the future. At the end of the show, does Mr. Fu have anything to say to the beautiful bride?"

Mu Qianqian didn't want to hear it, so she changed the platform, feeling like she was being pressed against a huge rock, very uncomfortable.

She turned the station back to the past.

She wanted to see what Fu Yuhuang would say to Xue Ziqi.

"I just do it and don't say it." Fu Yuhuang said meaningfully.

The reporter blushed, and Xue Ziqi also smiled affectionately.

Mu Qianqian slammed the remote control onto the TV.

The sound of cars outside...