The President's Exorbitant Wife

"Zhou Renxiong, isn't he a member of the underworld? Mom, we'd better not touch this kind of person." Mu Nuanxin said with a frown.

"I know it too, but it's warm... I can't help it either. You also said that your father was wronged. We can't just watch and die like this! Zhou Renxiong sent someone to the house today and said..."

"What?" Mu Nuanxin didn't intuitively see anything good.

"Say that as long as you are willing to accompany him once, he will help rescue your father..." Yang Peijie bowed her head guiltily, not daring to look at her daughter's bright eyes.

Mu Nuan's heart suffocated, she looked at her mother in disbelief, her face immediately turned pale as paper...

The way mother said, let her accompany a man who is 20 years older than her!

"Heart-warming, mom knows she's wronged you, but now there's really no other way, do you really have the heart to watch your father die? A billion, if it's less than that, your father will really be sentenced to death. "Yang Peijie said, clutching her lips and crying sadly again.

Mu Nuanxin sat stiffly on the sofa and looked at the woman crying miserably in front of her. After a long time, she said, "Mom, don't cry, I promise him."

Yang Peijie's crying stopped abruptly, she turned her head sharply to look at her daughter beside her, and seemed to finally see the dawn...

On the weekend, Mu Nuanxin took a rare two-day rest at home. Mu Qiqi went to find her classmates to do her homework. She was the only one in the room.

She took off her blouse, and then she untied the wound that she had simply bandaged that day. Looking at the shocking stab wound in the mirror, her delicate brows were slightly wrinkled. It was soaked in water again, and now it seemed to be inflamed, and the wound was beginning to fester.

"Heartwarming, Mr. Zhou's people have come!" Yang Peijie's voice sounded outside the door.

"I understand Mom, wait a minute, I'm changing clothes." Mu Nuanxin simply treated the wound, then put on a T-shirt, and threw the bloody cloth strips on the bed indiscriminately end.

Opening the door, Yang Peijie walked in with a smile on her face, holding a dark purple box with one or two delicate ribbons tied on it.

"Mom, this is?" Mu Nuanxin frowned and looked at the box that her mother carefully placed on the bed.

"This is from Mr. Zhou's life, warm heart, look how good Mr. Zhou is to you." Yang Peijie looked at her daughter with a smile.

"Mom, we can no longer accept other people's things, I have clothes myself." Mu Nuanxin resisted instinctively and immediately refused.

Yang Peijie listened to her words, her smile immediately froze on her face, she walked to Mu Nuanxin, reached out to straighten her long hair hanging on her chest, and said guiltily, "Nuanxin, mother knows that this time I've wronged you, but in order to save your father, can you bear it? If you disobey him now, only your father will suffer."

Mu Nuan's chest suddenly felt tight, yes, she has no right to refuse anything now, so she can only nod her head in agreement, "Mom, I see, I'll change it right away."

Yang Peijie nodded with satisfaction, sighed heavily, and walked out of the room.

Mu Nuanxin changed into the clothes that Zhou Renxiong sent, a pure white off-the-shoulder long skirt with a beautiful collarbone looming. The pair of jade-like white and slender legs, and the corners of the skirt are full of diamonds, like countless beautiful dewdrops.