Evil president, forced love

Subconsciously, Ji Qiaoqiao was a little flustered. She was worried that she would talk nonsense when she was drunk and tell about that child.

Suddenly, the car slammed to a stop on the side of the road, Wu Xiao turned around and looked at Ji Qiaoqiao, his eyes were full of anger.

"If you miss your child, I can take him!"

Ji Qiaoqiao's surprised eyes gradually filled with sadness. If she could take it over, she would be willing to let her die, but, if this was already impossible.

Ji Qiaoqiao turned her face away, suppressed the tears in her eyes, and said in a choked voice, "I have no children."

"No." Wu Xiao murmured.

Looking at her reaction, Wu Xiao has already determined that the child's matter is definitely not drunken nonsense, but, she is so sad, could it be... .

Wu Xiao was silent, didn't say anything, but started the car slowly, and drove back towards the mafia.

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Ji Qiaoqiao's eyes were a little dull, and the tears just slipped down inadvertently, dripping down in her heart, melting into a series of heartaches.

As soon as the car stopped in front of the villa, a group of reporters rushed over from the side, all focusing their cameras on Ji Qiaoqiao.

You know, although Wu Xiao is the hottest person in Moscow, he has never been involved in an affair. Now that he is getting close to his sister-in-law, that is really big news!

If it had been another woman, it would not have caused such a big disturbance. Now it turned out to be a bloody sister-in-law. The reporters were like mosquitoes seeing blood, and they were all waiting outside Wu Xiao's villa.

"Sure enough, it's true. At first, I thought it was a rumor."

"Such news will definitely be the headlines tomorrow!"

……

Before Ji Qiaoqiao and Wu Xiao got out of the car, the reporters had already started discussing each other, and there was an uproar all of a sudden.

Wu Xiao looked out the car window coldly, with a slight anger on his face, he unhurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed Charlie's number.

"At the gate of the villa, reporter, there can't be any news about Ji Qiaoqiao tomorrow."

Wu Xiao's words are concise and to the point. Charlie has followed him for more than ten years, so of course he understands what he means.

Putting away the phone, Wu Xiao glanced at the sluggish Ji Qiaoqiao beside him, and strode out of the car, all the cameras turned towards him.

The reporters were only focused on taking pictures, and everyone looked at each other for a long time, but no one dared to actually come forward to interview.

Anyway, now that there are photos, as for the content, they are not allowed to play by themselves, so why bother to offend the King Yama.

With a gloomy face, Wu Xiao glanced at the reporters present, and everyone couldn't help taking a step back, making way for Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, and pulled Ji Qiaoqiao out. Like a doll, Ji Qiaoqiao let Wu Xiao drag her into the mafia.

"You wait, I'll cook."

Wu Xiao pushed Ji Qiaoqiao to sit on the sofa, and went into the kitchen by himself. The servants at home were dismissed by him, so he had to cook three meals a day by himself.

Soon, Charlie rushed over and reported, "Sir, everything has been settled, but there is one more thing..."

"Say." Wu Xiao said impatiently.

"Miss lives at Shen Xiyan's door." Charlie replied weakly.