President’s Contract Wife

Muzixi bit her lip, her heart felt a little sour for no reason, she told herself silently: You are just a mistress, what are you thinking about? You shouldn't be delusional!

She is a woman, a woman who needs to be loved. She has never felt much warmth since she was a child, and she wants to feel the feeling of being held in the palm of her hand more than anyone else, so she must be lost.

Cheng Haotian's interest seemed to be spoiled by her question. His heart felt inexplicably inexplicable like never before, as if in a fog, which disturbed him and made him unable to tell.

That night, the two slept on both sides of the bed, and Muzixi had no sleep all night. Cheng Haotian's even breathing came from his ears, but Muzixi's heart was inexplicably lonely.

I used to fantasize about my love on campus. It is a journey that can be cared for and sheltered from wind and rain. Two people don’t have to be rich, as long as they can go to and from work together every day, do housework together, and go to work together. Watching the sunset is enough. But now I have embarked on a road that I don't know where it will lead.

It wasn't until dawn that Muzixi fell asleep in a daze, so that she didn't feel Cheng Haotian waking up.

Cheng Haotian got up and changed his clothes, walked to the bed where Muzixi was sleeping, looked at Muzixi's peaceful sleep, and finally did not disturb her, and the troubles in his heart were still endless.

In the end, Cheng Haotian just shook his head, quietly closed the bedroom door, and left the house.

Muzixi woke up suddenly, and seeing that it was already very bright outside, she hurriedly sat up, only to find that Cheng Haotian beside her had left at some point.

Muzixi sat on the bed blankly, wondering what else to do during the day? Keep cleaning and learn to cook new meals?

Do it all again, Muzixi sighed. I don't know when it started, Muzixi always sighed.

In the bathroom, Muzixi washed her face with clean water and wiped her face away, only to realize that her eyes were still red and swollen. She touched herself in the mirror and said helplessly, I'm sorry for making you wronged. .”

Muzixi poured herself a glass of milk, but before she drank it, the doorbell rang. Muzixi was suddenly a little afraid of the ringtone at this time. She was afraid that she would be cold when she came.

She pretended that she was not at home and did not intend to open the door, because she was afraid that she would meet Leng Yan again.

But the doorbell has been thinking persistently. Muzixi had no choice but to open the door. The visual display is turned on.

Only then did she realize that the one standing at the door was not Leng Yan, but Lin Nuofan!

It's only been a few days since I've seen Lin Nuofan, his face is full of fatigue, his beard looks like stubble, and the bloodshot eyes are so obvious that Muzixi can't believe that standing in front of him is Lin Nuofan, the former cleanliness doctor.

Muzixi's heart was inexplicably flustered, and she took a step back subconsciously, she couldn't see him.

However, Lin Nuofan was still ringing the doorbell, constantly destroying the city wall in Muzixi's heart, gradually disintegrating...

Cheng Haotian was not here, she just saw him and let him go immediately, otherwise, if Cheng Haotian came back suddenly, it would be bad.

Thinking, Muzixi opened the door.

The long-pressed door finally opened.

Lin Nuofan grabbed her shoulders with blood-red eyes, and looked at her with heartache: You are indeed here. He searched all over the world, but still couldn't find her. He waited at the hospital gate, but there was no result. Someone went to give him the money he had advanced three days ago, and he thought of this again...

But unexpectedly, she was really here Why are you with Cheng Haotian? Why do you live here? Obviously you have separated before, haven't you? That was his hope and hope, his eyes at this moment Eager but full of sorrow.

Every question is the most painful question in Muzixi's heart, and each answer makes her bleed. Muzixi covered her mouth and kept shaking her head, but the tears were no longer obedient. falling like beads.

Lin Nuofan grabbed Muzixi's shoulders, and the strength in his hands almost crushed Muzixi's thin bones: What's going on? Tell me, okay? Mu Lingfeng succumbed to medical expenses.

Muzixi broke free from Lin Nuofan's hands, turned around and closed the door, and stood leaning against the door: Brother Lin, you go, don't come to me again, I'm not good enough for you, don't you want to know the relationship between me and Cheng Cheng? Is it related to Haotian? Let me tell you, I am Cheng Haotian's mistress, and I am another man's lowly mistress... Don't come to me, don't come to me...

As Muzixi was talking, tears flowed down her cheeks like a bank of tears, and hit the floor tiles drop by drop. Muzixi seemed to have no strength, and slowly slid down against the door and sat on the ground.

Lin Nuofan heard Muzixi's words, and he slammed on the door desperately: Zixi, Zixi, open the door, open the door!

Muzixi shook her head weakly: You go, we don't want to see you again... From then on, she would never see him again.

Lin Nuofan patted and patted, knowing that Muzixi would not open the door, he put his head against the door, and said in a trembling voice: Muzixi, wait for me to come back, I know you didn't do it voluntarily, you did it for Your father, I will find a way, I will definitely find a way, I will save you, I will save you, please, please believe me...

Muzixi didn't know when Lin Nuofan left, she leaned against the shoe cabinet and kept crying, for both Lin Nuofan and herself.

Cheng Hao came home from work and found that the whole house was dark. He opened the door and just turned on the porch light, but saw Muzixi asleep on the floor of the entrance, his eyes were swollen like walnuts ,she cried? He sighed slightly, took off his coat, and gently hugged Muzixi. This time, Muzixi was not awakened.

Cheng Haotian gently put Muzixi on the bed and covered him with the quilt. Muzixi was still choking in his sleep, which made Cheng Haotian feel distressed suddenly. He gently wiped off Muzixi. The tears in the corners of Xi's eyes, what happened on the day he left to make Muzixi so sad.

After Cheng Haotian settled down in Muzixi, he went to take a bath. He stood under the shower, allowing the water in the shower to sprinkle on his body. He remembered that today he asked someone to investigate Muzixi During the relationship with Mu Lingfeng, when others put Muzixi's information from his childhood in front of Cheng Haotian, Cheng Haotian's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.

It's no wonder that when Mu Zixi went to see Mu Lingfeng, he was so cautious and always had an expression of panic on his face. Whoever had such a father who beat him since he was a child, his personality would change like this.

Cheng Haotian suddenly found that he had slowly figured out that Muzixi was not Shen Yunqi. He hated Shen Yunqi so much, not the Muzixi in front of him. He found her only because they looked alike.

But no matter what, he should never fall in love with any woman again.

Why do I suddenly feel inexplicably distressed? No, this is at least an illusion, it must be an illusion.

Being idle, Cheng Haotian closed his eyes and let the warm water from the shower hit his face, his heart was a little confused, what was going on with him, how could he have such an inexplicable feeling ...

Cheng Haotian wiped the water on his face indiscriminately, and then walked out from under the shower, wrapped his strong body with a bath towel, wiped his wet hair indiscriminately, and shook off the wet hair that was just under the shower. own doubts.

When Muzixi woke up, she found that it was already dawn. She was startled, and wanted to sit up, but an arm blocked her movement. She turned over gently, and saw Cheng Haotian who was deeply asleep.

I remember that I fell asleep crying at the door yesterday, and I slept so deeply this time.

Cheng Haotian in the dreamland is not as aggressive and indifferent as in the daytime, just like a big boy, with a harmless but handsome face, which made her heart skip a beat for no reason.

Only then did Muzixi realize that Cheng Haotian's eyelashes are so long, and his lips are pursed, like a child who can't eat candy.

Muzixi was fascinated by watching it. At this time, Cheng Haotian said suddenly: Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, let's make some breakfast. I'm hungry.

Although she didn't open her eyes, Muzixi panicked and turned over to get out of bed. She almost fell out of bed, but fortunately, Cheng Haotian held her arm, so she didn't fall off.

Clumsy. Cheng Haotian opened his eyes and said to her bluntly.

I'm sorry. Muzixi blushed again.

Go soon? Cheng Haotian let go of Muzixi's arm.

Muzixi hurried to the kitchen and took out the eggs, bread and milk in the refrigerator.

Cheng Haotian stretched lazily and went downstairs. Muzixi had already prepared breakfast and put it on the dining table.

Cheng Haotian looked at Muzixi's little wife-like appearance, and a smile unconsciously overflowed from the corner of his lips: It's pretty fast.

It was the first time Muzixi saw Cheng Haotian smiling! She was dumbfounded. In her impression, Cheng Haotian was a cold-faced Hades. He never knew what a smile was, and some were cruel sneers, but today is different from the past.

Muzixi sat opposite Cheng Haotian, and said cautiously: I'm sorry yesterday...

Cheng Haotian frowned slightly. This woman said sorry several times this morning: Okay, next time I go to bed, I have to sleep on the bed. What is sleeping on the ground? It's not that there is no bed at home. From now on, be quiet , I’m going to work after eating, I’m very busy today.”

Is this the morning that Cheng Haotian talked the most? Muzixi blinked and looked at Cheng Haotian who was sitting opposite, and didn't speak any more, just quietly drinking the milk in front of him.

Muzixi still stays at home quietly, but occasionally in the back garden, holding a book, sitting on the swing to read, the sun shines through the fine leaves, and sprinkles the sun in spots on Muzixi. In the book, Muzixi simply closed the book, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the afternoon sun.

In the evening, Cheng Haotian didn't have a phone, so Muzixi cooked a table of meals, so he could only sigh, ate some by himself, and put it in the refrigerator. Cheng Haotian didn't eat the leftovers, but Muzixi It can be eaten warm at noon.