Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

"it's gone now."

That's right, Aunt Lan was pushed into the incinerator, and there was nothing left. Her internal organs, blood, flesh, only bones were left, and she had to be trampled to pieces.

Mu Qianqian was annoyed, hugged the tree, and hit her head, "Why am I so stupid, I should have thought earlier that Aunt Lan could survive. Why am I so stupid."

Every time she said a word, she kowtowed her head, and blood was splattered on her forehead.

Song Yi felt distressed and pulled Qianqian, "Qianqian, don't do this, it's useless, even if there is, Aunt Lan is already old, and her heart is old, even if she lives, she will not live for a year, a year, she It’s too late to adapt to this society.”

"Then you develop the heart, go and develop it, you must develop it." Mu Qianqian cried and pleaded.

Song Yi hugged Mu Qianqian in his arms, "Okay. I'll try my best."

Mu Qianqian raised her head to look at Song Yi, and said with red eyes, "Clone you first, then even if you accompany Qianqian, I will have the cloned you to accompany."

Song Yi smiled, looking at Mu Qianqian Shuize's misty eyes, full of tenderness.

"I'm so sad, yet you still laugh." Mu Qianqian was displeased.

Song Yi smiled even more cheerfully.

Mu Qianqian got angry and pushed him away.

Song Yi took her hand again and promised, "I won't leave you alone."

"What if you leave me alone?" Mu Qianqian felt a phobia of being abandoned.

"Then I can't die." Song Yi swore directly.

This sentence touched the softest part of her heart. She stepped forward, hugged Song Yi, took a deep breath, and could smell the medicine on his body.

In the world, the man who will never abandon you may be your father.

Mu Qianqian sobbed.

"By the way, I told Fu Yuhuang that you are not Mu Qianqian, you are Mu Qianqian's sister Mu Qingqiu, and Lang Ling has already said it." Song Yi returned to the main story.

Hearing the three words Fu Yuhuang, Mu Qianqian's eyes flashed a line, and he sniffed, "I don't like the name Mu Qingqiu, Qingqiu, I feel very sad, very desolate, and very lonely, as if destined to be lonely. ."

"According to you, the name Mu Qianqian is not good?"

Mu Qianqian nodded, "It's not good either. The relationship is shallow, the love is shallow, and the wealth is shallow. They are all bad names."

"Then what kind of name do you want, and when Qianqian recovers, I will give you a new ID card." Song Yi promised.

"Deep, deeply, deeply, deeply in love, deep in wealth, deep in everything." Mu Qianqian said seriously.

Song Yi thought about it, and gave Mu Qianqian a weird look, "I'll talk about the name later, I have time to think about it, I saw Fu Yuhuang coming, he should let you go. You should take Yu Xinzhi's question over there. solved."

Mu Qianqian's eyes turned cold.

Now it's not that he won't let her go, but that she won't let him go, "I know."

Mu Qianqian and Song Yi returned to the waiting room and saw Fu Yuhuang talking to Aunt Lan's son.

Subconsciously, she narrowed her eyes.

Fu Yuhuang also saw her and looked at her deeply.

Mu Qianqian averted her eyes beforehand.

After a while, Aunt Lan's son came over and said to Mu Qianqian, "President Fu said, arrange jobs for me, my wife and my children, and give me a house in the city, what do you think?"

Mu Qianqian raised his brows, he still wanted to buy people's hearts, killed Aunt Lan, and let Aunt Lan's children work for him. The brain circuit is not what most people think.

"I'll give you 500 million, and you won't have to work for the rest of your life." Mu Qianqian said.

"Mu Qianqian." A man's voice sounded behind him...