Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 49 Come down and open the door for me

After returning home, Mu Wanqiu was restless. It had been almost two hours since she arrived home, and she was still walking back and forth in the room, neither sitting nor standing, nor could she watch TV or play with her mobile phone. Feeling.

Ever since Huangfu Shaoqing talked about her pregnancy in the afternoon, she has become like this. That guy Huangfu Shaoqing really wants to have a baby, right?

Why does it always feel like I'm on a thief ship?

Sometimes she would feel that Huangfu Shaoqing was an uncomplicated man, but sometimes she would feel that she couldn't understand Huangfu Shaoqing at all.

Mysterious, with a story.

After Huangfu Shaoqing left home, he asked Yan Siqi to go to the bar for a drink. He told Yan Siqi when He Mu Wanqiu had received his certificate, and Yan Siqi actually asked the same question as his grandfather.

Does he still love her?

Huangfu Shaoqing thought such a question was funny but also sad, so many people knew that he loved her, but Mu Wanqiu didn't know anything.

The black Lamborghini sports car was driving in the late autumn night, the cold wind was blowing the hair on his forehead, Huangfu Shaoqing was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand was propped on the car door, his bony hand rested on his forehead, the speed of the car was not fast The relationship between him, who was already so handsome, became a beautiful scenery on the street with people coming and going.

Still in love?he asked himself.

The answer is yes, if you don’t love, how can you still love? After such a thing happened, if you can still love, then how deeply you have to love.

No, it should be said that he never loved her.

Ever since he was a child, there was nothing that Huangfu Shaoqing could not obtain, but she was something he had never obtained, and now she is still a woman under his name, appearing in his household registration book.

Yes, just to get her.

Thinking of this, the dullness in his heart seemed to have eased a bit, but the indescribable feeling deep in his heart was still haunting him, making him restless and depressed.

Mu Wanqiu, who was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, finally couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and dialed Huangfu Shaoqing's number.

When Huangfu Shaoqing saw the name displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, his eyebrows twitched, and his thin lips seemed to move.

"What's the matter?" He was indifferent with a little impatience.

When Mu Wanqiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, heard his voice, her small mouth pouts unconsciously. It seems that she didn't go home with him to be scolded.
"Is the criticism meeting over?" Mu Wanqiu asked cautiously.

"Yeah." He uttered a syllable through his nose.

"You won't be beaten again, right?" His voice sounded very bad, and Mu Wanqiu suddenly thought of the scene that he might be beaten, and couldn't help shivering.

The corporal punishment of rich people is generally different. In a word, it is super miserable.

Huangfu Shaoqing frowned unconsciously, how could she know?Just when he was about to speak, he raised his eyes inadvertently, even he himself didn't know how he drove the car here.

"Where are you?" He asked in a low voice, without any emotion.

Mu Wanqiu circled around her small bedroom of less than ten square meters, "The bed in my bedroom."

"..." Is it necessary to answer so carefully?

"Come down and open the door for me." Huangfu Shaoqing pushed the door and got off the car, and walked towards the corridor of her house.

Mu Wanqiu hurried to the window sill, and sure enough, she saw a burnt sports car downstairs. All the cars in the poor rental community here probably wouldn't be able to exchange for his one.

(End of this chapter)