President’s Contract Wife

It's just that Qiu Wanqing's arrival today, for some reason, Muzixi subconsciously doesn't want Chenghaotian to know. The closest person to Cheng Haotian these days is her daughter. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pick up Mu Zhili and sit on his lap, and said softly: "Zhili, can mom ask you something?"

"What's going on?" Blinking, Mu Zhili looked at her mother in confusion, with a curious look on her face.

"Zhili was standing upstairs today, did you see anything?" Thinking of that bitter kiss, Muzixi's heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

"I..." Mu Zhili hesitated when Mu Zixi asked about this matter. She didn't know whether to tell him that she saw Uncle Qiu Wanqing kissing her mother.

"Zhili, be good, no matter what Zhili saw upstairs today, don't tell Cheng Haotian's father, just treat it as a little secret between mother and Zhili, okay?" With some coaxing, She didn't want Chenghaotian to know.

"Mom, why can't you tell uncle?" Mu Zhili seemed to understand why she had to hide it from Cheng Haotian's father. Only when his father knew about it would he try to rob his mother.

"The world of adults is very complicated. It may not be a good thing to tell Cheng Haotian's father some things. Maybe Cheng Haotian's father will be very unhappy if he knows about it. Sometimes some concealment may be a good thing for everyone. Could it be that Zhi Zhi Don’t you want Cheng Haotian’s father to be happy?”

"No, I want Chenghaotian's father to be happy. Zhili will definitely not tell Chenghaotian's father, so that his father will be very happy." Hearing what her mother said, Zhili didn't care why, as long as everyone All good, doesn’t that mean it’s good?

"Of course, Zhili is such a good baby." He kissed Zhili lightly on the forehead as a reward. Only then did the matter come to an end, and the pain in his body faintly came over. Cheng Haotian's inhuman fighting ability It was a hard time for herself. She barely slept last night. At this time, she felt sleepy and wanted to roll into bed to catch up on her sleep.

"Mom, then I'm going to go play with grandpa." Mu Zhili just wanted to take Muzixi out to play just so that she could avoid Qiu Wanqing. Now it's no longer necessary. Looking at the tiredness on Muzixi's face, Mu Zhili was thoughtful and did not disturb him.

"Okay, be good." Muzixi nodded, accompanied his daughter Dao Jin Changshun, and fell asleep as soon as he came back and went to bed.

At this time, in the CEO's office on the top floor of Zhetian Group, Cheng Haotian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the endless flow of people downstairs, and a gentle smile could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

Between last night's madness and this morning's entanglement, it seems that the fingertips can still feel the silky and soft skin like satin, which makes people linger.

"President, today at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, there is a project video conference for the Sheng Group that you need to attend. At 3 o'clock, the Canadian subsidiary has a..."

"Put off all matters in the afternoon." Cheng Haotian ordered coldly, interrupting the secretary with a wave of his hand.

At this time, all he could think about was that little woman, and for the first time in his history, he felt that work made him feel a little annoyed.

"This..." The secretary looked at the president's back with some surprise. This had been booked a long time ago. If it were to be postponed, a series of subsequent tasks would have to be changed. Of course, for a man who earns a high salary, these are all minor problems.

But when the president came today, they were surprised by his good mood. Could it be that any CASE was solved by the president? Or is there another company where the CEO would postpone official matters? Is this still the case with Cheng Haotian, who is known as a workaholic?

"Any more questions?" Turning around, Cheng Haotian met the secretary's surprised and puzzled eyes. The gentleness at the corner of his mouth was revealed, but the cold voice made it known that this person was Cheng Haotian, the cold-blooded and iron-fisted Cheng Haotian.

"No problem, I'm going out first." He immediately put away his emotions, returned to the perfect and dedicated secretary, and turned around to leave.

And Cheng Haotian picked up his suit and left the attic directly. Why did he miss her so much in just a few hours?

His longing made him unwilling to wait even for a second. Cheng Haotian drove his car quickly towards Jin's house. When the car stopped handsomely at the door, Cheng Haotian walked quickly in a good mood. inside the house.

Don't consider yourself an outsider at all.

I heard from the servant that Jin Changshun went out to talk to clients, Muzixi was resting, and the baby girl was playing in her room.

Pulling on his tie, he thought that Zixi must be exhausted from yesterday's craziness. At that moment, Cheng Haotian didn't want to disturb her and went directly to his daughter's room.

Pushing open the door, he saw his daughter lying on the small table holding a watercolor pen and drawing something unknown. The serious look on her little face made Cheng Haotian smile tenderly and said, "Zhili."

"Dad..." Upon hearing the voice, Mu Zhili turned around and saw Cheng Haotian's tall figure leaning against the door. She stopped laughing in an instant and immediately turned around and pounced on Cheng Haotian.

"Haha, have you missed Dad?" Cheng Haotian looked at Mu Zhili dotingly and bent down to pick her up.

"I want to!" It was clear and loud. Mu Zhili put her small arms around Cheng Haotian's neck, expressed her longing for her with her small mouth, and left a loud kiss on Cheng Haotian's face.

"Haha..." Amused by his daughter's behavior, he carried Mu Zhili into the room, let his daughter sit on his lap, and picked up something that his daughter had drawn carefully in one hand. Seeing the contents of the picture, Cheng Haotian's iron-like heart instantly softened.

"Dad, this is what I painted." Seeing Cheng Haotian looking at his masterpiece, Mu Zhili pointed at the painting with his short fingers, and his young and clear voice sounded: "This is dad, because it is the first time I have seen it. This is what dad wore when he was a kid."

He put it away, pointed to a little figure in the middle and continued: "This is Zhili, this is mom. The three of us played in the playground, and then we laughed happily. Dad, do you think my painting is good... …”

The picture clearly shows a family of three at an amusement park. In the past, when Mu Zhili went to the amusement park with her mother or grandfather, she would see other people's children being led by their parents. At that time, she was envious.

Now she also has a father, so she can hold her father in one hand and her mother in the other, and then go to the amusement park happily.

Seeing his daughter's expression of satisfaction with a hint of envy, Cheng Haotian felt a little sad. She has never done anything for him since her daughter was born, but Zhili not only did not complain at all against his father, but was so close to her.

Cheng Haotian secretly vowed that in the future he would let Zhili live a life like a princess, let her stand on top of the world and become the happiest person.

Leaving a kiss in Mu Zhili's hair, Cheng Haotian smiled and said, "Can dad and mom take Zhili to the amusement park to play together someday?"

"Okay, I'll also eat popcorn and ice cream." Mu Zhili cheered as soon as her father agreed.

"Okay! By the way, what did mom do today?" Now if you want to integrate into the lives of mother and daughter, the first step is to understand them.

"Mom and Qiu today..." Mu Zhili said casually with a cheerful face, but when she realized what she said, she immediately covered her mouth with her little hand and looked at Cheng Haotian with some frustration.

Oops, I didn’t mean not to say it, why did I let it slip!

Slowly raising his eyebrows, Cheng Haotian looked at his daughter who was chirping like a bird just now. Now she was looking downcast at her appearance, and Cheng Haotian knew what she was doing.

"Zhili, good boy, tell daddy, is there someone at home today?" His daughter's word "Qiu" reminded him of a person sensitively.

"Um... No, no one from the family is here. Only mom, grandpa, and Zhili are at home, and no one else is here." With a dodgey expression, Mu Zhili was a little afraid to look at her father's face. Thinking of her mother's words, she I didn't dare to say anything about Uncle Chu Qiu's visit, for fear that Cheng Haotian's father would be upset.

Seeing his daughter hesitating and lowering her head as if she had done something wrong, Cheng Haotian's original guess was instantly confirmed. He picked up his daughter and asked her to look directly at him. He said in a low voice: "Zhili, tell daddy .Has Uncle Qiu Wanqing been here today?"

Uh-huh...

Mu Zhili looked up instantly, with some disbelief in her eyes, but when she saw Cheng Haotian's expression was not good, she did not dare to lie. She nodded carefully and said, "Yes."

The response was like oil pouring on a flame, sparking anger. His face was already livid with anger. Seeing Mu Zhili's frightened look, Cheng Haotian tried hard to control his anger, stiffly patted his daughter on the head and said, "Zhili, be good and play by yourself."

After leaving these words, Cheng Haotian turned around and left. The hand holding the door slammed the door shut unconsciously, frightening Mu Zhili in the room.

Controlling the anger in his heart, Cheng Haotian pursed his thin lips and entered Muzixi's room.

Thick curtains blocked out the sunlight outside, leaving the room in darkness. Entering the room, Cheng Haotian turned around and locked the door directly, walked to the bed, looked at the sleeping woman and took off the thin quilt covering Zixi, looked at the slender figure on the bed,

Cheng Haotian couldn't help but narrowed his black eyes.

Muzixi's long, glossy black hair was spread messily on the white sheets, supporting her flawless white face, and her slender, fat-like legs were slightly curled, revealing a seductive shadow.

Muzixi was breathing evenly, with a trace of blush on her face because she was sleeping soundly. Her occasionally trembling eyelashes were like butterflies resting in her heart, and her red lips like petals were slightly open like a seductive sinner, making Chenghaotian dyed. His deep angry eyes couldn't help but be stained with a hint of lust.

Seeing such a beautiful woman, Cheng Haotian slowly raised his hand without batting an eye. He unbuttoned his shirt one by one and slowly took off his clothes.

Sitting on the bed, he stretched out his hand to caress Muzixi's white cheek, and stroked one hand along the hem of Muzixi's skirt.

"Hmm..." Muzixi murmured, subconsciously trying to swat away the disturbing big hand on her body, and turned her body subconsciously, facing away directly.

Without saying a word, Cheng Haotian directly covered her. He didn't show any pity and let himself press directly on her. Kisses fell like raindrops on her face and neck, savoring her sweetness.

"Uh... don't..." Muzixi woke up suddenly with her body feeling hot.

"Cheng...Cheng Haotian, you, when did you come back?" Looking at the man pressing on her, the messy broken hair in front of his forehead blocked his eyes, making her unable to see clearly, but the repressed look around him The atmosphere made her feel something was wrong.

Pulling up the little hand that was holding her chest, Cheng Haotian said nothing, buried his head in her neck, kissed and licked her, all the way down her erect neck.

"Ah...you, what's wrong with you." Muzixi gasped quickly, puzzled by his sudden enthusiasm but unable to resist.

As the kiss went down, Cheng Haotian felt the woman's body beneath him tremble slightly, and his hand had already loosened its hold on her.

After the passion, Muzixi lay weakly on Chenghaotian's chest, panting and adjusting her breathing.

"What's wrong with you?" Chenghaotian's abnormality made Muzixi a little confused about what happened to him today, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Qiu Wanqing is here today?" Cheng Haotian, who had not said a word from beginning to end, spoke, his voice low and hoarse with lingering lust.

When Muzixi heard Cheng Haotian's words, she was stunned for a moment, then pulled her lips slightly, nodded and said softly: "Yes."

"Don't see him again in the future." The tone was domineering and refused to be refused. This was an order from a superior to a subordinate.

Muzixi's slightly sleepy eyes suddenly widened. She pushed Chenghaotian away from each other, looked at him in disbelief and said, "Why?"

Qiu Wanqing was her savior, and she couldn't cut off contact with him either emotionally or rationally. Accepting such an order from Haotian, she suddenly felt as if she was his belongings...

"Nothing? Just do what I say." Chenghaotian said domineeringly, without even noticing Muzixi's face.

He was just habitually domineering but didn't know it, which hurt Muzixi's heart.

Why could Cheng Haotian order her like this after they had such a relationship...

Don't even ask her what she thinks.

It's like... it's like...

She seems to be just her belongings...

mistress……

Thinking of this word, a flash of pain flashed in Muzixi's heart.