The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

It's snowing again today.

Wan'er got up from the bed and looked at the beautiful snowflakes outside.

Her expression was a little dull, and her jet-black eyes looked out expectantly.

Pedestrians outside hurried past, leaving messy footprints.

How much she wished to see a familiar face, but it was just a wish.

Wan'er frowned and sobbed.

She squeezed the phone hard and looked at it for a long time. She really wanted to call the man, but she was afraid of disturbing him.

Finally, she worked up the courage to make a phone call.

But when she heard the cold voice inside, she lowered her head in frustration.

"Did you hear that? Is the baby moving?" At this time, the man was lying on the woman's belly, listening carefully with his ears pressed against her belly.

The woman looked at the man with a smile, reached out and stroked his black hair, and said happily.

The man frowned, hugged her with a smile, and kissed her lips.

"Linfeng, tell me, if I stand with my sister, who do you think is more beautiful?" Xia Qingqing raised her head, looked into his eyes, and asked curiously.

The man's face suddenly became ugly, and his dark eyes stared blankly at the woman.

"What's the matter with you, Linfeng... Tell me, I want to hear... Tell me, is it me, is it..." The woman said stubbornly, but also deliberately, grabbing the man.

The man choked up. "Yeah... Qingqing, I love you, I love you and the baby. But, I'm going back tonight, you have to take good care of me..."

Linfeng spoke slowly, but stopped in the middle of speaking. .

The woman's face darkened and her mouth pouted. "Anyway, I don't care. You have to divorce that woman. How miserable we orphans and widows are outside. The weather is still so cold now."

The man had gone a long way, but the woman's words still lingered in his ears.

He suddenly felt a little happy, but also felt heartbroken.

The teardrops hidden in the bottom of the eyes dripped down with the cold wind.

Like an ice knife, it pierced his skin and heart fiercely.

"You're back, come on, quickly change your clothes, it's so cold outside..." As soon as the man stepped into the house, Wan'er quickly stepped forward, and graciously helped him change his clothes, take off his shoes and change them.

Looking at the woman in front of him, the man suddenly froze.

He hugged her, kissed her forehead, then took her hand, and walked slowly to the sofa.

"Wan'er, didn't I tell you? You are my wife, there is no need for this, we are husband and wife..."

No matter what the man said, the woman always looked at him with a smile on her face. Those gentle eyes and that pretty face made his heart suddenly heavy.

"But I love you, Linfeng, do you know? No matter what I do for you, I am very happy, very happy. I know, you love me too, right? You will never leave me, right Is it? Linfeng..." Wan'er still had a smile on her face, and said very gently.

The man choked up, looking at the woman's smiling face, he didn't know what else to say.

She was a very nice woman who had never pissed him off or let him down.

However, it was him who not only failed to give her the warmth she deserved, but actually hurt her again and again.

Thinking about it, the man's heart is bleeding.

"Wan'er, there is actually something I've always wanted to tell you..." The man's eyes changed, and his voice was cold.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wan'er quietly. .

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