Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian changed her clothes and left the villa alone.

She encountered a taxi on the road, and she went to Song Yi's laboratory.

Open the door and go in.

Song Yi was still wearing a white coat and was eating instant noodles.

He saw that Mu Qianqian's face was hurt, and he stood up distressed.

Mu Qianqian ran over, hugged Song Yi, and buried him in Song Yi's arms.

Song Yi also hugged Xiao Qianqian.

He felt wetness in his chest and knew that the little girl was crying.

"Bullied?" Song Yi said, but he didn't expect his voice to choked first.

"Doctor Song, I don't want to leave you again, I want to be here with you all the time." Mu Qianqian said in a muffled voice.

"Silly boy, I'll clean your wound first." Song Yi said softly.

"Don't clean it, it will be fine tomorrow anyway." Mu Qianqian stubbornly looked at Song Yi.

Song Yi saw that her eyes were red and swollen.

He rubbed her cheek pitifully.

Although Qianqian is easy to restore physical fitness, but when you are beaten, the pain cannot be reduced by a portion, "Be good, be obedient."

"Alright then." Mu Qianqian took off her skirt.

Song Yi discovered that she was covered in injuries all over her body.

His brows tightened, and anger flashed across his eyes, "Who beat him."

"Mu Qianqian's grandfather, as well as Fu Qikai, Fu Yuhuang, Qin Meiqi, and Doctor Song, are you trying to avenge me? I'll take you there now." Mu Qianqian turned her head and walked towards the door.

Song Yi grabbed her arm and pulled her back. A bit helpless, he said softly, "We can't afford to provoke those people you mentioned."

Mu Qianqianba looked at Song Yi, her eyes were a little red, and the water mist swirled in her eyes.

Song Yi looked distressed, took hydrogen peroxide, and cleaned her wound, "In the future, don't provoke these people, focus on inheriting Qianqian's company first, and then find out the murderer."

"Do I have to do these things?" Mu Qianqian asked softly.

"Only you can help Qian Qian herself."

"What if I die?" Mu Qianqian asked in a choked voice, sniffing her nose, and tears the size of beans flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

"So, you must protect yourself, I will go to your grandfather's side to protect you as soon as possible." Song Yi promised.

Mu Qianqian lowered her head, she understood one thing.

This world is not how she wants to be.

Even if you are injured and don't want to go back, you can only go back.

Because she exists to find the murderer for Mu Qianqian herself and to inherit her grandfather's company.

"Then can I live here today?" Mu Qianqian asked imploringly.

Song Yi nodded.

Mu Qianqian put on her skirt, lay on her glass bed, and closed her eyes.

Maybe because he was too tired, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the glass bed, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Song Yi looked at Mu Qianqian distressedly.

His cell phone rang, seeing that it was Assistant Yang's, and hurriedly answered it.

"Doctor Song, the old man passed out, come here quickly." Assistant Yang said anxiously.

"Got it." Song Yi pushed Mu Qianqian, who had just fallen asleep, to wake up, "Qianqian, your grandfather passed out, hurry home."

"I'm not a doctor, it's useless for me to go back."

"Your grandfather may not be able to find you. He is in a panic. After you appeared, his condition has improved. Qianqian, your grandfather is not in good health. Don't be angry with him. I will take you back now." Song Yi forced said sexually.

Mu Qianqian watched Song Yi pull her away, her eyes were as clear as autumn, and her eyes were like cutting water.

She understood, in fact, Dr. Song is not a person who can protect her...