Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Butler Lin lowered his head with embarrassment.

He felt that no matter what President Fu did, Mu Qianqian would never look back.

The first few times, Mu Qianqian felt very wronged, complained, and angry.

When she has these emotions, it means that she still hopes that President Fu can be with her. As long as she pleases her, it's fine to live according to her wishes.

This time, Mu Qianqian felt very cold to him.

No grievances, no complaints, no anger, just endless gloom and irony, as if it was a decision.

Butler Lin lowered his head and didn't speak, and Fu Yuhuang didn't ask any further questions. He kept standing at the door until dawn.

"Mr. Fu, it's time for us to go. Today is the young master's birthday." Butler Lin reminded.

"You said, what would happen if I just took her to the cruise? Nan Sheng should really like to see her." Fu Yuhuang's eyes dimmed, and he stared at Steward Lin.

"The twisted melon is not sweet. Miss Mu is unwilling to go. Even if she does, it will only spoil the fun." Butler Lin suggested.

Fu Yuhuang took out his mobile phone, hid the phone number, and called Mu Qianqian.

Mu Qianqian was still sleeping, drowsy, and frowned, seeing that a series of numbers were sent, she didn't want to answer, so she hung up, turned off the phone, and continued to sleep.

Fu Yuhuang: "..."

He walked over and knocked on the door.

He knew that the place where Mu Qianqian slept was a little far away, and his strength increased.

When Mu Qianqian heard the knock on the door, she felt very irritated, kicked off the quilt, strode towards the door, opened the door, and looked at Fu Yuhuang outside angrily, "Have you played or not, and won't let people sleep? "

Fu Yuhuang looked at her with messy hair, her eyes were a little swollen due to lack of sleep, she couldn't bear it, and frowned, "Today is Nan Sheng's birthday, you go to the cruise with me, you can sleep on the boat, I Promise that no one will disturb you again."

"Why should I go, not go." Mu Qianqian slammed the door.

Fu Yuhuang pushed the door shut and narrowed his eyes.

His face was very bad, he looked at her burningly, and said forcefully, "What if I have to ask you to go?"

Mu Qianqian looked at him coldly.

Indeed, if she disobeyed him, he could make her life worse than death in many ways.

Mu Qianqian sneered, lowered her eyes, and looked at him with contempt, "Okay, you are the master, I am just a lingering ant, you insist on me going, can I not go?"

He didn't like what she said, and there was a heavy stone in his heart, which was very heavy and uncomfortable.

"Do you hate me? Killed your two children, what do you want me to do?" Fu Yuhuang said straight to the point.

Mu Qianqian smiled and said in a lazy tone, "You killed my two children, of course I don't hate you, I also want to thank you, your Fu Yuhuang's child, I can't afford it to Mu Qianqian."

Fu Yuhuang was speechless, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, his fists were clenched tightly, his mind was too sour, and he couldn't open his mouth.

Mu Qianqian was too lazy to guess what he was thinking.

No matter what he thinks or how he feels, it has nothing to do with her.

Because she knew exactly what she was going to do.

Mu Qianqian slammed the door open unexpectedly and walked towards the room.

She brushes her teeth, washes her face, and opens the closet.

There are many clothes that Fu Yuhuang bought before in the cabinet.

She took out all the clothes that Fu Yuhuang bought, threw them into the trash can, and chose a blue dress that Mu Qianqian had worn before.Putting his hair back on his head, he opened the door.

Sure enough, Fu Yuhuang was still there, and his whole body was covered with a secret gloom, "Qianqian, I want you now."