President’s Contract Wife

Muzixi looked at Lin Nuofan moved, how could this man be so careful, he could guess what he was thinking...I already felt very guilty for not being able to see my father on time because of this illness, I don't want to, What she didn't even say, this man is actually thinking about it... Muzixi lowered his head and said softly: "Brother Lin, I owe you too much... I don't know how to pay it back..."

Lin Nuofan's heart longed very much for this woman to be with him for the rest of his life. How much he wished that Muzixi would tell himself, Lin Nuofan, I would like to be with you... But, that Cheng Haotian... Lin Nuofan was indifferent She smiled, scratched Muzixi's nose again, and said, "You, how do you want to repay me, don't you? Then let me tell you, you must take good care of your illness this time, you know? It is the greatest repayment to me, and it will not be in vain to drag you back from death..."

Muzixi's eyes were moist, and she nodded: "Well, I understand, Brother Lin, I will take good care of myself and get well..."

Standing on the street far away, Cheng Haotian saw Muzixi and Lin Nuofan's every move, every move was so eye-catching, why did Muzixi smile so brightly? He Chenghaotian had never seen such a smile, except that night on the beach, when Muzixi stuck to his back and kissed him lightly, it was always in his mind It's playing back...

Why can Lin Nuofan shave Muzixi's nose, why can he pat his own woman's shoulder? Why does Muzixi have moist eyes? What the hell did that damn Lin Nuofan say? Cheng Haotian's jealous anger is getting hotter and hotter. How much he wants to go in front of Muzixi and Lin Nuofan, carry that smiling woman back, and tell her that her smile belongs only to him!

But he can't, Muzixi is not in good health now... He can't do this, he can't hurt Muzixi who is not well again... He turned his head away hard and forced himself to leave.

Back at the building of the Zhetian Group, even though he worked hard, the laughing figures of those two people could not be dispelled from his mind. It seems that only by anesthetizing himself with alcohol can he temporarily let go...

Seeing that a month has passed, since Cheng Haotian was scolded away last time, Cheng Haotian has never appeared again, and Muzixi's body recovered quickly under Lin Nuofan's careful care.

Standing in front of the window sill and looking at the light rain outside, Muzixi suddenly had a feeling that it was time for her to leave...not only to leave this hospital, but also to leave Chenghaotian...

It's been almost a month, and Cheng Haotian hasn't shown up again, maybe he's tired of himself...It's time to get tired of him...

She was originally his mistress, and it was only a matter of time before she abandoned her. Muzixi laughed at herself, why did she feel a little heartache at the thought of leaving? I should obviously be thankful, leaving that tyrant, leaving that submissive life, my new life should be better!

Lin Nuofan entered the ward with lunch and saw Muzixi standing in front of the window sill. He hurriedly pulled Muzixi to sit by the bed, closed the window, and blamed him: "You are so thin now, what if you get sick again?" ? The window is still open, letting the light rain hit me... Really."

Muzixi smiled lightly, and after drinking the soup Lin Nuofan brought, she said softly, "Brother Lin, it's time to leave..."

Lin Nuofan stared into Muzixi's eyes and asked, "Are you sure?"

Muzixi nodded, put down the bowl in his hand, bit his lips and said, "Haven't you already explained your decision by not coming for so long? I don't think I need to wait for the verdict. It's time to leave. Now It's been a month, and I should be discharged from the hospital."

Lin Nuofan laughed heartily: "That's fine, you can move to live in my apartment and recuperate well. For the future, we will make a decision after your health is fully recovered!"

There is no need to tidy up the things in the hospital, but Muzixi has been wearing a hospital gown and has no other clothes. Lin Nuofan went to the street and bought a few sets of clothes in Muzixi's favorite style for Muzixi to change into. up.

Muzixi put on jeans, sneakers, and a T-shirt, tied up her long hair, looked at Lin Nuofan and said, "Is it exactly the same as when I was in school?"

Lin Nuofan nodded and smiled: "In my heart, you will always be that girl who shyly calls me Brother Lin with a stack of books in her hand..."

Muzixi smiled wryly: "Holding a stack of books...Brother Lin, I am no longer who I used to be. After so many things, the innocent girl I used to be has long since passed away with the wind."

Lin Nuofan was a little moved. He walked up to Muzixi, bowed his head, and carefully tucked a strand of Muzixi's hair behind his ear. His heart ached slightly. Yes, this girl who had worked hard , What kind of things she has encountered, only she knows.

Muzixi's eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness. Fate is like this, so much pain in Muzixi's life, where is the happy time? It seems that there has never been a real patronage...

Lin Nuofan picked up the bag, walked to the door of the ward, opened the door, and made a gesture: "Let's go, I can finally leave the hospital."

Muzixi walked to the door, turned her head to look at the ward, she rested here for a whole month, this time she is leaving, and she will never return to such a place again.

Lin Nuofan looked at Muzixi and looked back, he gently put his hand on Muzixi's shoulder: "Do you still want to look back? There is no need to be nostalgic for such a place."

Muzixi nodded and went out. Lin Nuofan closed the door behind him and went downstairs together.

Walking to the parking lot, Muzixi looked around for Lin Nuofan's people. Lin Nuofan looked curiously at Muzixi and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Your car, there are only a few cars here, why didn't you see your car?"

Lin Nuofan couldn't help laughing, so in Muzixi's memory, his car is still that classic car?

Lin Nuofan walked up to the front of a red Porsche, opened the passenger door, and made a "please" gesture. Muzixi walked to the front of the car with his mouth wide open: "Brother Lin...you are, Did you win the lottery?"

Lin Nuofan shook his head and smiled: "I haven't told you many things, I just hope that after you know everything about me, you won't look down on me..."

Muzixi smiled bitterly: "what right do I have to say that I look down on others? What's more, I'm Chenghaotian's mistress..." Muzixi suddenly couldn't continue.

Touching the scar in his heart again, Muzixi's eyes gradually dimmed. He used to be another man's mistress. With such a title on his back, he left with Lin Nuofan. After all, it was fair to Lin Nuofan. ?

Lin Nuofan didn't understand what Muzixi was thinking. He stood beside the car for a long time, and saw Muzixi bowed his head. He didn't know what he was thinking. On the right, sat in the co-pilot.

Lin Nuofan closed the car door, turned to the other side of the car, and was about to drive away when suddenly a dazzling Lamborghini Hermès ran across Lin Nuofan's driveway. He stared at Muzixi fiercely.

Muzixi's heart suddenly froze, why did this man appear? Didn't he never show up again? Why are you here suddenly?

Muzixi looked at Cheng Haotian who was behind the windshield with some trepidation, then turned to look at Lin Nuofan beside him, Lin Nuofan also stared fixedly at the man in front of him.

The two men looked at each other, and suddenly someone opened Lin Nuofan's car door, and pulled Lin Nuofan out of the car, followed by a few people, fighting around Lin Nuofan.

Muzixi was frightened by the sudden change in front of her eyes. She saw Lin Nuofan being kicked to the ground, and a group of people besieged him. On Nuo Fan's back, he desperately blocked the besieging fists and feet.

"Enough! Stop beating! Stop beating!" Muzixi yelled desperately.

Everyone paused and surrounded Lin Nuofan.

Muzixi checked Lin Nuofan's face, neck, and hands, with a trembling voice: "Brother Lin...Brother Lin..."

Suddenly, a big one grabbed Muzixi's arm and lifted her up. Muzixi's terrified eyes saw Cheng Haotian, who was wearing a black shirt and had an indifferent expression, grabbed her arm.

"Let go! Cheng Haotian! If you hurt Brother Lin again! I won't let you go!" Muzixi bit her lip, her face turned blue. Why did he beat Lin Nuofan without saying anything? Who gave him such a right?

Cheng Haotian raised his eyebrows: "Me? Lin Nuofan's life and death are not in my hands, but you..."

Muzixi was stunned, what was Lin Nuofan's life in Cheng Haotian's eyes?

Muzixi shook his head, trying to break free from Cheng Haotian's control, but Cheng Haotian held on tighter and tighter.

Lin Nuofan, who was lying curled up on the ground, sat up slowly, wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils with the back of his hand, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, looked at Cheng Haotian and said, "Let go of Muzixi! "

Cheng Haotian's expression remained unchanged, he just stared at Lin Nuofan coldly: "My woman, you have been watching it for almost a month, now, I want to take it back, it has nothing to do with you, if, you don't want to die , better keep your mouth shut."

Lin Nuofan laughed, uncontrollably, Muzixi looked at Lin Nuofan worriedly, did these people attack too hard just now, did they hurt their brains?

Cheng Haotian didn't like to see his opponent be so presumptuous, he gestured, and immediately, one of the people surrounding Lin Nuofan kicked Lin Nuofan who was sitting down.

"Don't... Cheng Haotian, tell me what you want!" Muzixi wanted to break free from Cheng Haotian's control, but he was still unable to do so. Her tears kept falling.