Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Qin Shu is very familiar with the child's handwriting.

Seeing this line of words, the tip of her nose suddenly became sore.

pat!

A tear fell uncontrollably on the paper.

In the past two days when she was away, Weiwei waited for her return in fear, was it the same as she is now?

Qin Shu couldn't help holding the painting book in his arms, took several deep breaths, and finally calmed down.

Looking at the line left by Weiwei, "Father" is naturally the address for Chu Linchen.

She guessed right, Weiwei had already recognized Chu Linchen as his father.

This painting of three people expresses the hope in the child's heart.

Qin Shu's eyes dimmed involuntarily.

Although she loves Weiwei deeply, it is impossible for her to marry Chu Linchen for the sake of her child.

Because she knew she didn't love that man.

Marriage is a lifetime of being with the one you love.Instead of living a lifetime with a man who doesn't love for the sake of the child.

Marriage should not be settled.

What's more, after being betrayed by Lin Mengfan, Qin Shu has long been indifferent to his feelings, and will no longer love someone deeply and desperately.

Rather than being tied down by love, she would rather be alone.

After agreeing to give up Weiwei to Chu Linchen, Qin Shu also became more determined in his mind.

But she is still a little unwilling, Weiwei is the son she cares most about, the only dear baby she has been with her mother and son after ten months of pregnancy.

Forget it, what's the use of thinking about it, now her only hope is that Weiwei can come back safely.

Qin Shu wiped the corners of his eyes, and put the drawing book back in the drawer intact.

She went around to the right side of the bed, opened another drawer, and finally saw the phone at a glance.

But, the phone is turned off.

Qin Shu walked out of the room while pressing the power button.

As soon as the phone was turned on, a bunch of messages popped up.

Among a bunch of advertising messages, there was a special message that flashed before Qin Shu's eyes and was covered by other messages that popped up.

But it still made her stop when she was about to step out of the door.

She quickly unlocked it and turned to the message from an unknown number.

【Qin Shu, I know your son is gone, you must be very worried, I will give you his hand first, and then I will return him to you little by little, don't worry!Heh, who made you disobey my orders, those who disobeyed should be punished! 】

After reading the news, Qin Shu felt dizzy for a while, and almost fainted directly.

What does Han Meng mean...what did she do to Weiwei? !

Inexplicable panic surged from all directions, wrapping Qin Shu tightly, and a chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.

At this time, a bodyguard from downstairs hurried in and asked her loudly, "Miss Qin, have you ordered anything online? There is a package coming from outside."

Qin Shu was panicking, when he heard what the bodyguard said, he suddenly thought of something.

She threw herself on the railing, and said in a panic downstairs, "Quick, bring the package... in!"

Seeing her strange expression, the bodyguard couldn't help worrying, "Miss Qin, are you okay?"

"Bring the package in!" Qin Shu roared eagerly, and he had already rushed downstairs.

Seeing this, the bodyguard didn't dare to delay, and immediately turned around and walked out.

One minute later, a heavy package wrapped in a black dustproof bag was handed over to Qin Shu.

Qin Shu stared at the sender in front of him and saw that it was a package filled out indiscriminately. The urgency just now seemed to be drowned out by a basin of water, but he hesitated, holding his hands in the air, and he dared not open it.

In case... it is what she thinks.

"Miss Qin, do you need help?" the bodyguard asked with concern.

Qin Shu showed a helpless wry smile, and reluctantly said: "Please...help me open it."

Hearing this, the bodyguard moved quickly, and neatly tore off the bag, revealing a boxy metal carved box inside.