Wife's Secret: President's Revengeful Sweet Wife

It's just that it's almost zero now. I don't know whether Joe has gone to bed or whether his mobile phone has been turned off at this time?

Thinking of this, she carefully took out her mobile phone from her bag. The rain outside seemed to be a little less. She immediately shrank herself in the corner and tried not to let the rain fall on her mobile phone.

With some white fingers soaked in the rain, he trembled to find the number he had dialed when he went out in the afternoon, carefully pressed the call button, but he kept praying in his heart, Joe extraordinary, you don't turn off the machine, you must not turn it off.

Maybe God heard her inner prayer, maybe God didn't think she should be blown by the typhoon and drenched by the rainstorm all night. Therefore, Joe extraordinary's mobile phone was really on.

However, the phone rang all the time, and no one answered. Tan Xiaosu insisted on not hanging up, because this was the only way and hope she could think of tonight.

Finally, the phone was picked up when it rang for nearly 20 seconds. Xiaosu was very worried, so before the other party's voice came, she took the lead in saying: "extraordinary, where are you now? Can you..."

"Isn't Tan Xiaosu? Extraordinary is taking a bath," Lin Qianqian's voice came with an indisputable complacency and a slight smile, and then deliberately lowered his voice: "I'm very sorry, just now extraordinary was too fierce, so he was sweating all over. Especially this person has a little cleanliness, and he has to take a bath when he's finished. He doesn't like the sweat on his body..."

Lin Qianqian walked to the bathroom door with his mobile phone while talking on the phone. The mobile phone was pasted on the bathroom door. The sound of running water in the bathroom was transmitted to tan Xiaosu's hand through his mobile phone.

"Wait a minute, let Feifan call me back," Tan Xiaosu said to her mobile phone almost flustered, and then hung up.

Obviously, the rain, which had been much smaller, was raging again, as if it had been turned on to the largest faucet. The sound of the rain splashed, wetted her heart and shattered her last glimmer of hope.

"Won't he come back?" Qiao Tianyu didn't know what he said on the phone, because he only heard Xiaosu's words, so he asked a little uneasy.

Xiaosu shook her head, but she couldn't say a word. Tears quietly overflowed from her eyes, mixed with the rain from the wind, flowing down from her forehead.

The cold rain fell from her face, from her body, through the capillaries to her heart, and cooled her body and her heart.

Why is it so cruel? Why? To treat her like this? What on earth did she do wrong?

Moreover, Lin Qianqian even knew her existence and her extraordinary relationship with Qiao.

In lenglingtian's landscape countryside, Qiao Fanfan and Lin Qianqian showed their love. At that time, Lin Qianqian smiled and even kindly reminded her that the roadside was unsafe.

Presumably, at that time, Lin Qianqian already showed off Qiao Fanfan's love for her in front of her and mocked the treatment she, the so-called little Mrs. Qiao, received outside.

Not recognized by Joe Feifan, even pretending not to know him face to face. How pathetic, how pathetic!

Thinking of this, Xiaosu was almost unable to support her body. Qiao Tianyu was beside her. They sat under the narrow eaves outside the security room, but they couldn't keep out the rain.

She felt numb in her legs and supported the ground with her hands to move her position, but her feet exerted a little force, but the four month old child in her stomach moved inside.

Tan Xiaosu was obviously stunned. Then his cold hand covered his cold stomach and touched the bulging bag. Tears fell down and hit the back of his hand.

Cold hands touch the cold belly. Do even children feel cold? It's July, the season of flowing fire, but where can children find a trace of warmth when they are swept by the storm and cool under their bodies?

Although she knew that he married herself only because of the five million, although she knew that he had no feelings for herself for a long time, especially on their first night six years ago, he had forgotten everything. She had completely given up on him and didn't hold any hope.

However, when she knew she was pregnant, when she saw him so ecstatic, when he insisted on having the child, she still couldn't restrain so much joy and expectation in her heart.

Once so eager, once so reverie, once thought that love was a beautiful and sad experience. After six years of reversal, he finally changed his mind, wanted to pick up their once love, wanted to cherish her again, accompany her and let her recover.

Now I know that all this is just my own illusion. Although she married him, became his wife and was still pregnant with his children, what she got is not his gentle and considerate care, but the plundering like this storm, destroying all her dreams and expectations.

The fierce wind and rainstorm swept wildly. It was clearly the wind in summer, but it was as cold as winter. The cold gradually penetrated into her heart from her limbs, pierced her soul, and made her whole person completely cool from head to foot, even without a trace of heat.

Pull the wet clothes with her hands, cover her stomach as much as possible, and then put her hands on her abdomen. At this time, the child in her stomach is moving restlessly, and her face is as white and colorless as white paper under the dim street lamp.

And here, in the luxury suite of a five-star hotel.

Joe Fanfan came out of the bathroom. He was wet in front of his suit coat, but there was no smell. The surface had been completely cleaned, but he was still uncomfortable to wear. He could still feel it through his shirt.

He instinctively frowned and walked towards the sofa because his bag was still on the sofa.

"Extraordinary, can't you stay?" Lin Qianqian pressed his bag with his hand, raised a delicate little face, looked at him pitifully, and his dark eyes were full of emotion.

"No," Joe's extraordinary voice pulled his bag a little hard with unquestionable firmness, and then turned to leave.

"Extraordinary," Lin Qianqian shouted. He immediately stood up from the sofa, ran forward and hugged his hardcover waist from behind, put his whole face on his back, and tears rolled down: "extraordinary, do you really don't want me?"