President’s Contract Wife

Just as Cheng Haotian's anger was in full swing, the phone rang, and Cheng Haotian didn't even look at the incoming call on the phone. Who answered the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Chairman, the partner from the U.S. has already arrived. When can you come? I have arranged their hotel."

"Okay, I'll be over in a while. By the way, you make me a cup of coffee and order some takeaways by the way. I'll be right there." Cheng Haotian hung up.

I walked downstairs quickly, and saw Mu Zixi sitting at the table, eating lunch quietly, he stopped for a while, thought about it, and said: "I will pick you up in the evening, and I will meet with the partner in the United States at night. Have a meal together, and you are ready to prepare this afternoon."

After speaking, he turned to open the door and left.

Mu Zixi heard the roar of Cheng Haotian's car and left, put down his chopsticks leisurely, and looked at the butler and said, "I don't want to eat anymore. If I eat or vomit, I want to take a rest. When it's almost time, you call me , I get up to clean up. Thank you."

When he got upstairs, Mu Zixi wanted to pick up the phone and tell Lin Nuofan that he must pay attention to safety, but he wanted to come to Cheng Haotian to be a person who did what he said and put down the phone.

She would sleep at noon, but now she doesn't fall asleep anymore. Mu Zixi can only pick up the tablet in her hand and watch the story like a long foot wrap before falling asleep again.

The door was knocked gently, Mu Zixi suddenly woke up, sat up, the weather was a bit hot, Mu Zixi sweated. Dreaming again, dreaming of the scene of being beaten by Leng Yan and his classmates. My fingers felt like being bitten by a snake. I couldn’t resist, I could only bear it...

Fortunately, the timely knock on the door awakened the nightmare.

Having two nightmares a day, I always feel uneasy. Is it because of the connection with Lin Nuofan?

With a pale face, Mu Zixi opened the door, and the butler stood at the door and whispered: "Dr. Qiu is here, waiting downstairs to examine you..."

Mu Zixi is a little strange. There is nothing wrong with her body. Why is Qiu Wanqing here?

Slowly following the housekeeper downstairs, Qiu Wanqing seems to have treated this as his own home. Holding a cup of coffee, a free activist, watching Muzixi coming down from the stairs, Qiu Wanqing raised a sunny smile: "Miss Zixi, haven't seen you in a few days, why is your face so ugly?"

Mu Zixi smiled vacantly: "I always have nightmares, and I can't sleep well. Although I am very sleepy, I can't wake up."

Qiu Wanqing sat on the sofa and held Mu Zixi's pulse. The whole living room was quiet. Only the housekeeper was quietly watching Qiu Wanqing diagnose Mu Zixi.

"Pregnant women have body heat, and you have been a little poor recently, you may be uncomfortable, and your appetite is so bad, how can it be done? When the baby has a brain in the first three months, you are very bad for the baby. Eat more and have some appetizers. You think too much about nightmares, Zixi." Qiu Wanqing retracted his hand and wrote something thoughtfully on the paper.

Turning his head and asked: "How do you want to give birth? Cesarean section? Or normal delivery?"

"Successful delivery, I will work hard." Mu Zixi has seen it on the Internet as early as, and it is said that a smooth delivery is good for the baby in the future.

"Successful delivery is good, but your physique... It will be very hard in the later stage. By the way, have you had **** recently?" Qiu Wanqing asked.

When Mu Zixi heard this, his face suddenly turned red, and he glanced at the housekeeper who was standing in the living room unconsciously, as if asking this question a bit too far...

Qiu Wanqing glanced at the butler standing in the corner and couldn't help but laugh.

The butler seemed to realize that his existence made Mu Zixi a little embarrassed, and turned around and went into the kitchen.

Mu Zixi nodded, and Qiu Wanqing shook his head: "This Cheng Haotian, the most important in the first three months, the embryo is easy to fall off, why doesn't he know the severity?"

Naturally, Mu Zixi did not answer. How should she answer such a question?

Qiu Wanqing asked a few more casually, and told her not to eat cold, so he left.

Mu Zixi checked the time, it was almost time, walked into the dressing room, looking for her evening dress.

In the evening, I was having dinner with American customers, and she suddenly wanted to show the femininity of Oriental women.

I found a one-month-old white cheongsam, which I wore on the body, was cut very close to the body, and a pair of white high heels. Mu Zixi learned to put his hair high behind his head and fixed it with a blue cloisonné hairpin. Long hair.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Mu Zixi found that her face was slightly rounded.

Swipe Emei, trace apricot eyes, Muzixi sitting in front of the vanity mirror, graceful and luxurious.

When Cheng Haotian went upstairs and wanted to tell Mu Zixi to prepare quickly, he saw Mu Zixi in front of the mirror and was stunned. Is this charming and enchanting woman who sweeps her eyebrows really Mu Zixi?

Although she is pregnant. But physically, it seems that there is more beauty of a mature woman, which is particularly eye-catching.

Mu Zixi picked up the small moon-white Kun bag and said, "Let's go, I've already packed it."

Cheng Haotian still didn't seem to return for a while, the woman in front of her had long since got rid of the shy and shy appearance, and she did not know when she quietly transformed into a mature woman.

Mu Zixi walked in front of Cheng Haotian and shook his hand. Cheng Haotian then took his mind and went downstairs with Mu Zixi.

After getting in the car, Cheng Haotian still looked at Mu Zixi's high-forked cheongsam from time to time.

Mu Zixi frowned: "What's wrong? Isn't it inappropriate? If it doesn't fit, I'll change it."

"No, very good." Cheng Haotian turned his head.

This woman is getting more and more flavorful. Such a woman, such a dress, almost makes him think that he is back in the 1930s, and Mu Zixi, who is like the person in the painting, is sitting next to him, if there is nothing. The fragrance gradually invaded his nostrils.

Since when, the woman next to her actually escaped from the breath of a poor girl and turned around quietly and gorgeously? Is there too much inadvertently and missed her transformation?

When they arrived at the hotel, Mu Zixi and Cheng Haotian walked into the hotel side by side.

When American customers saw Mu Zixi, their eyes seemed to emit a strange light.

He walked quickly to the front of Mu Zixi, and shook hands with Cheng Haotian politely, but kept looking at Mu Zixi beside Cheng Haotian, and Mu Zixi nodded slightly.

The American guest Sam held Mu Zixi's hand and came with a European-style greeting. He raised Mu Zixi's hand and was about to put his lips on the back of Mu Zixi's hand, but was covered by Cheng Haotian's big hand. On Mu Zixi's hand, Sam's lips were printed on the back of Cheng Haotian's hand.

Cheng Haotian calmly took Mu Zixi's hand from the American guest Sam's hand: "Sorry, my fiancee is pregnant. Some things have been done to her that are very uncomfortable."

Before Sam realized what was going on, his kiss fell on the back of a man's hand. When he was surprised, he was a little embarrassed to hear Cheng Haotian say this: "So it's your fiancee. Your eyes are so good, your fiancee is beautiful, just like an angel."

Mu Zixi just smiled softly. Cheng Haotian's smile was from the heart: "Thank you for the praise, we can sit down."

Sitting at the dining table, American guests always look at Mu Zixi with their eyes from time to time, which makes Cheng Haotian feel a little uncomfortable. Mu Zixi is her own woman, her own private property, and she is always People staring like this made Cheng Haotian feel extremely uncomfortable.

He can only change the subject.

Mu Zixi beside her was just sitting quietly, slowly eating the dinner on the plate bite by bite. In the original Lin Nuofan's business, she might be able to put forward a lot of opinions, but for Cheng Haotian's work, she did not know the best.

It's just that the Americans are bold and outgoing, and their admiration for Mu Zixi has always been on the outside. Mu Zixi's cheeks are always slightly flushed, but it has a white and rosy beauty.

Sam's wife finally spoke: "Miss, I really want to know what brand of cosmetics you are using. Your skin is too delicate and beautiful."

Only then did Mu Zixi put down the knife and fork in her hand, wiped the corners of her lips gracefully with her napkin, and a light smile appeared on her face: "Mrs. Smith, I rarely use cosmetics, I just used a little lotion today. I think this complexion is so good, it may have something to do with my pregnancy."

Sam's wife was stunned and almost wanted to put it on Mu Zixi's face and take a closer look.

Cheng Haotian's heart was suddenly overwhelmed by a kind of vanity, he looked at the Americans beside the table with some pride, and his eyes were full of envy.

No matter how arrogant a man is, there is also a little vanity in his heart.

When the dinner was over, Mu Zixi got in the car, Cheng Haotian's hand was gently placed on Mu Zixi's hand, he did not speak, just gently shook Mu Zixi's hand.

The night outside was already deep, Mu Zixi watched the lights outside the car window brilliantly, when the car drove past St. Mary's Hospital, Mu Zixi's heartbeat suddenly increased! This is here, Lin Nuofan is working here, if at this time, it would be great to see Lin Nuofan.

It's just that the car drove too fast. Mu Zixi's eyes hadn't seen the people inside the hospital door. The car had already left this area.

Mu Zixi wanted to look back, but she knew that her turning back would definitely cause Cheng Haotian to question.

Cheng Haotian’s Yu Guang suddenly became nervous when he saw Mu Zixi passing by St. Mary’s Hospital. He was so clever that he had long known that Lin Nuofan had come out of prison and had already become a backbone doctor in this hospital. Zixi's expression was in his expectation.

But, how can she do this?

The day before, I was still gentle and entwined with myself, but at this moment, it seemed that I had completely forgotten the past, and seeing her slightly nervous appearance made Cheng Haotian's heart mixed.

"I know that Lin Nuofan works in this hospital, so you don't have to be nervous. I said that as long as you give birth to me, I won't move him." Cheng Haotian suddenly spoke.

"..." A disappointing light flashed through Mu Zixi's eyes. None of her actions had escaped the man's monitoring, and she couldn't say a word.