A heart-wrenching contract, a black-bellied president is very reliable

Chapter 162 It's My Fault This Time 1
Dongfang You looked straight at her with those big peach blossom eyes, then he casually moved her hand away and said, "You think I'm just putting on a show for you?"

"Haha, Miss Murong, you still don't know me well, do you think I'm someone who spends time doing such boring things?"

"You are!" Murong Qing said decisively.

Dongfang You frowned slightly: "I am not."

"You are!"

Dongfang You snorted coldly and loosened his tie: "Miss Murong, I really don't get along with you, you should hurry up and find another husband."

"Dongfang You, how can you be so cruel?!"

"During working hours, you came to my office just to say this? Mr. Mu must be distressed when he sees it!"

"Yu, you can't treat me like this..." Murong Qing is always humble in front of this man, she hates herself so much, but what can she do, she can't do anything against him!
"Murong Qing, don't waste your time and energy on me."

"Since you were 25 years old, you have only said this sentence to me. I am tired of hearing it. Can't you change it to something new..."

"Because the only thing I can say to you is this." Dongfang You got up, walked to the window, and looked at the scene downstairs with deep eyes.

"What did I do wrong, can't I change it?"

"No need, people like me don't have families."

"I know, you said that you can't settle down, but I don't mind that. You will always be tired in one year, two years, ten years or 20 years, and you will always need to stop. I just need to wait until then Isn't that all right?"

"The problem is not time, but people. I will not stay for you."

Murong Qing froze in place, took a step back in a daze.

"Then who would you stop for..."

"Who knows, maybe it hasn't happened yet, maybe it's already missed. I'm going to Africa next month."

Murong Qing bit her lip: "How long will I be going this time..."

"I don't know, just follow your mood."

"What's going on with you and the president's wife at noon today..." Murong Qing felt that she was humbled to the dust, but even so, she couldn't let go, couldn't give up...

Dongfang You said indifferently: "Didn't she tell you? One begged for food, and the other gave food."

"She is the wife of the president, don't be careless about everything..."

"If you have nothing else to do, go out, I still have things to do." Dongfang You's eyes gradually turned cold.

"I didn't give up."

This is what Murong Qing said before going out.

The door was closed, Dongfang You looked out of the window lightly, the bright sunshine was warm.

The president's wife... brother and sister...so he can't touch...

Didn't everyone say that Mu Shengchen is the most powerful, so what would happen if he snatched his wife away?
"Well, do you want to see that scene?"

His voice was very soft, and outside the glass window was nearly 300 meters of air, his eyes were very light, and his sadness was fleeting.

A Central Hospital, Mu Shengchen was sitting in the cardiology office, and Dr. Zheng was sitting opposite him.

"You are confused!" Dr. Zheng closed his eyes, and sighed at Mu Shengchen.

Mu Chengchen pursed his thin lips tightly.

"You already have a child, why do you take such a big risk?" Dr. Zheng asked him puzzled.

"She wants to have another child, grandma wants to too...and I think the same way."

"You are really confused! You are greedy! You are different from others! Your pastoral family is different from other families! Do you need me to tell you this?"

"Do you hope that there will be another Mu Shengchen who is suffering from congenital heart disease?"

"Not necessarily, isn't it?" Mu Shengchen rarely spoke without any confidence, "My son, Si Rui, is normal, isn't it?"

"That's luck, it's pure luck, your shepherds must have incense to continue, you have no choice, even if you are inherited, you have to be born, but now?"

"Uncle Zheng, what are the odds?"

"17.00% point eight, the chance is less than one-fifth, do you think you can bet?"

Mu Shengchen's heart trembled slightly, "I thought it was one-half."

"That's the chance of your son Mu Sirui!"

"Hey..." Dr. Zheng sighed, "If I hadn't overheard the obstetrician's chat that day, I wouldn't have known about it."

"Chengchen, think about it carefully. Think about the state of little se when little Ricky died, and think about yourself, what kind of mood was little se when he was pushed into the operating room, instead of waiting until the child was born Faced with despair again and again, it is better to take away the child now, you are lucky to have a healthy child, stop being greedy."

Mu Shengchen looked up at Dr. Zheng, and said after a long time: "Maybe I'm really greedy."

Dr. Zheng closed his eyes, "Go back and discuss with Xiao se. There is no problem now. It's only been more than a month. There will be no problem with miscarriage."

"Let Zheng Bo worry about it." Mu Shengchen stood up, and he said to Dr. Zheng.

"It's okay, you have always been able to distinguish the priority of things, go back and persuade Yin Se well."

Mu Shengchen left the hospital and sat in the sports car with his arms resting on the steering wheel, his eyes staring indifferently at the front. In fact, he knew that Mu's family had a history of heart disease, and the decision to give birth to each child was prudent and careful. carefully.

Mu Sirui is a miracle, but can the second child still be a miracle?

But Yin Se hugged him from behind, and seriously said that he wanted to have another child for him, he was shaken, and his reason slowly dissipated...

Dr. Zheng's words made him understand how big the risk was, and made him realize that Mu Shengchen, who seemed to have been smart all his life, was starting to get confused...

But how would he speak to Yin Se...

Back at the company, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he ran into Dongfang You who was commuting head-on.

"Yo! Sheng Chen."

"Ayou."

"Where did you go this afternoon?" Dongfang You asked casually.

"Go to the hospital for regular checkups." Mu Shengchen said casually.

Dongfang You nodded clearly, "That's it, okay, Yin Se should go to your office and wait for you. I'm off work, so I'm leaving first."

"Okay." After Mu Chengchen finished speaking, he was about to go to the special elevator beside him, but he heard Dongfang You said leisurely, "Chengchen, the lunch you prepared for Yin Se is really delicious."

Mu Chengchen glanced at him indifferently, but did not respond to him, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Walking into the office, Yin Se was lying on his desk and falling asleep.

He walked to the side, seeming to startle her, she slowly woke up, resting her chin on the back of her hand: "You're back."

"En..." Mu Shengchen watched her slowly rubbing her eyes, looking sleepy.

"I'm hungry, let's go home." Yin Se got up, walked in front of him, put his arms around his waist, and said affectionately.

Mu Chengchen held her face in his hands, and habitually put the sideburns around her ears behind her ears.

"What's wrong?" Yin Se asked, looking at his overly calm face.

Mu Shengchen didn't speak, he lowered his head and kissed her small mouth.

"go home."

"En." Yin Se nodded, then picked up her shoulder bag and carried the document bag for Mu Shengchen.

Mu Shengchen changed his clothes and came out, took the two bags from her hand, and took her hand.

Yin Se looked at his tired face, feeling faintly worried.

If he doesn't want to say it, she won't force it either.

Mu Shengchen's abnormality was not obvious, but Yin Se felt something faintly, maybe it was her worrying too much, and I hope it was her worrying too much.

At night, Yin Se leaned on the bed, listening to music and flipping through magazines.

Mu Shengchen took a shower and came out.

"looking at what?"

Yin Se opened the magazine and faced him: "Your photo!"

"When did you do the interview, why didn't I know?"

Mu Chengchen walked up to her, resting his head lightly on her shoulder, smelling the good smell on her body, it was indeed him in the magazine, and he sat casually on the sofa.

"Last Saturday." Mu Shengchen said lightly, "Someone asked me, it's hard to refuse."

"Oh? Who, it's such a big deal."

"Your Su Rou."

Yin Se stopped talking, and pointed to a line of words, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

Mu Chengchen followed her slender fingers and looked over——

What is the most enjoyable thing for you, Mr. Mu?
--secret.

"What's the secret?" Yin Se threw the magazine aside, grabbed his neck, and asked happily.

"Ser, after having you and Si Rui, I feel that my life is complete." He said lightly.

Yin Se was slightly stunned, not knowing what was going on with his sudden sensation, but after hearing these words, she only felt that her heart was filled with sweetness, she leaned on his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbing against his shoulders. rubbed.

"Me too."

"My parents died early, and I don't understand the relationship between parents and children. You made me a father, and I slowly realized what family happiness is."

"Shengchen..."

"Si Rui, in fact, your temperament is still like you. When you are independent, you are more independent than anyone else, and when you are dependent, you like to rely more than anyone else."

Yin Se actually knew it too.

He grabbed Yin Se's hand and touched his chest with the deep surgical scar: "Seeing others running outside, I asked my grandma why I couldn't run, and she only said that I was different from others, but I grew up slowly. , I stayed in the hospital for a long time and read a lot of books before I realized the difference between myself and others."

"Chengchen, what's wrong?"

"I just wanted to tell you about this." Mu Chengchen kissed her forehead.

However, Yin Se was a little uneasy, because Cheng Chen was not the kind of person who would bring out these sad things.

(End of this chapter)