Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Fu Yuhuang greeted the knife abruptly, and at the same time, Mu Qianqian heard a thud.

Huo Wuhai was shot in the head and fell to the ground.

Mu Qianqian slowly recovered and looked at Fu Yuhuang.

He pressed his heart and looked at her worriedly, "Are you all right?"

Mu Qianqian saw that the blood had stained his suit.

He's dying, still caring about her?

She doesn't understand.

Fu Yuhuang, is he affectionate or ruthless towards her.

She shook her head.

Fu Yuhuang raised a weak smile, "You'll be fine."

"Mr. Fu." Butler Lin walked in worriedly. He called the police, and the police dealt with the scene.

Fu Yuhuang lost too much blood, and the center of the knife was the heart, unable to move, so he stretched out his hand towards Mu Qianqian.

Mu Qianqian sat on the ground in a trance and didn't reach out to pick him up.

Her mind went blank and she couldn't think of anything.

"Qianqian." Fu Yuhuang shouted.

Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Mr. Fu, don't talk anymore, I'll take you to the hospital now." Butler Lin was so worried that he hugged Fu Yuhuang.

Mu Qianqian heard Fu Yuhuang say three words: "I'm sorry."

She didn't know what he meant by saying sorry?

I'm sorry, he abandoned her, or I'm sorry, he killed Aunt Lan, or he's sorry, didn't believe her, and killed her child.

She sat on the ground and watched Fu Yuhuang's blood stains for a long time. When she woke up, she realized that she had already burst into tears.

Now, Fu Yuhuang really had to be killed by her, but apart from her heartache, she was not happy at all, not at all... happy.

The policeman came over and asked, "Are you okay, do you need to see a doctor?"

Mu Qianqian shook her head, lowered her head, and wiped away her tears.

"Is it convenient for you to make a record now?" the policeman asked again.

"Do you have an email address?" Mu Qianqian asked.

"Oh, yes."

"I'll send you the video. If you want to know, it's all on the video." Mu Qianqian walked to the door, picked up the video where she had put it, and clicked it to see it.

If Fu Yuhuang doesn't jump over to save her, but when Huo Wuhai kills her, he can also kill Huo Wuhai when he has the opportunity.

But, he didn't, he saved her.

"Miss, Miss, are you all right?" the policeman shouted in worry again.

Mu Qian looked at the police, "You write me your email number."

The police wrote to Mu Qianqian, who sent the video to the police.

She stepped out of the door and found that her hands and feet were cold, her shoulders were shaking slightly, and she looked at the road ahead.

She doesn't know where to go?

When I went to the hospital, I was afraid to hear the news of Fu Yuhuang's death. When I went back, a person had just died at home.

In this home, many people died after she appeared, and she was afraid to go back.

After thinking about it, she called Song Yi.

"Doctor Song, where are you? I want to see you." Mu Qianqian said softly.

Song Yi realized that something was wrong. "Where are you now? I'll come pick you up right away."

"I'm in front of my house." Mu Qianqian said weakly, hung up the phone, squatted down, and looked at the dust on the ground.

Finger, wrote Fu Yuhuang's name on the ground, holding his knees with both hands, watching sadly.

It's really easy to die, whether it's Grandpa or Aunt Lan, even if Fu Yuhuang is so strong, life and death are in the balance.

He is gone, what should she do in the future, she always feels that a piece of her heart has been dug out, and it hurts...