President’s Contract Wife

Cheng Haotian suddenly misses the food made by Muzixi very much. In fact, Muzixi's cooking skills are very good, but he never admits it. How long has it been since he has eaten the food made by Muzixi himself? These meals have suddenly lost their flavor. Cheng Haotian only thinks about the dinners made by Muzixi. Every time he comes home from get off work, there are always four dishes and one soup waiting for him to taste...

Feeling a little confused, Cheng Haotian suddenly found that he couldn't concentrate on his work at this time, so he might as well take his clothes and go to see Muzixi.

Just as he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly remembered something and asked the secretary, "Can you bring me another car? Audi, I want to drive an Audi."

The secretary said respectfully: "Chairman, is that the frosted Audi you are talking about? Yes, I will park it in the parking lot for you in a while."

Cheng Haotian nodded and returned to the office. He didn't want Muzixi to recognize him. His Lamborghini was so dazzling that people would pay attention to him wherever he went. Muzixi already recognized his car.

When the secretary handed Cheng Haotian the keys to the Audi car, Cheng Haotian left the office as fast as he could.

He couldn't wait to see Muzixi, even if he looked up at her apartment.

Driving a matte black Audi, in Cheng Haotian's mind was still the photo his secretary took of her, Muzixi was wearing a white dress, holding a book, turned around, behind him were golden yellow leaves, without a smile, but his eyes were It is unique to Muzixi.

Cheng Haotian made excuses for himself: I just want to see that woman, see if I have found another man, that's all, I don't miss her, for me, Cheng Haotian, what kind of woman I haven't seen Yes, I haven't touched it? She's just one of my mistresses and I don't like my toys being touched by other people.

When he arrived at the apartment building, he looked up and saw that the apartment lights on the seventh floor were not on. He frowned. It's so late, why are you still not home? Did you go on a date with someone else? Could it be that Lin Nuofan? Or her classmates?

Cheng Haotian drove to the school again. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw Muzixi walking out of the school gate. There was no one around her. She just quietly carried a backpack and walked towards the apartment.

Cheng Haotian slowed down the speed of the car slowly, and followed Muzixi far away. He wanted to see what Muzixi would do every time after school.

Muzixi first went to a little flower girl and bought a rose. She inhaled the smell of the rose vigorously, then walked forward to the convenience store, and brought some milk and food from the convenience store. Come out, and then go back to the apartment.

So Easy?

Cheng Haotian remembered that the card he asked his secretary to give her contained at least seven million yuan, but Muzixi didn't seem to spend much money at all...

Cheng Haotian immediately dialed the secretary's phone number: "Hello? I asked you to give Muzixi the card, did you give it to her? Is the money in it deposited as I said?... Oh, okay , It's okay, you get off work, I'm fine."

In Cheng Haotian's impression, as long as the women around him, after leaving him, they will always squander the money they got from him, but this Muzixi...it's really different from others...

Cheng Haotian watched the lights of Muzixi apartment turn on, then started the car and left.

Leng Yan returned home, and Cai Yaping was still alone at home. Cai Yaping had already prepared dinner, and when she saw Leng Yan coming in, she went to serve the meal.

Leng Yan sat at the dining table, and said in a bitter voice: "I wanted to try Brazilian barbecue with Cheng Haotian, but unfortunately he didn't go, Mom, I saw that he even had a picture of Muzixi! I just saw, He put it away..."

Cai Yaping didn't seem to be surprised and said: "This is normal. Cheng Haotian should have feelings for Muzixi. Otherwise, how could he help Muzixi out of trouble at the banquet last time?"

"I don't like this...I don't like him thinking about Muzixi...By the way, Mom, starting at noon tomorrow, I will go to Muzixi's house for dinner. Muzixi is going to cook for me." Leng Yan ate the rice in the bowl, reporting like Cai Yaping.

Cai Yaping was a little puzzled: "You went to Muzixi's house for dinner? Why?"

"Mom, you forgot, she and I are also good sisters. What's the matter, we have to take care of the relationship between our sisters, or... how can I drive her away? This family card will definitely be very good in the future." Important." A sly light flashed in Leng Yan's eyes.

Cai Yaping's hands paused while eating. Lengyan, a child, has been scheming since she was a child. What she did was to use herself as Muzixi's younger sister to let Muzixi leave. Isn't he as despicable as Leng Yan? Taking advantage of my identity as Muzixi's mother, I approached her not to love her, but to let her leave Chenghaotian for the sake of my little daughter and my own happiness.

"Mom, why don't you eat, eat quickly, you don't want to wait for Dad to come back, do you? Who knows where he is now? Hasn't he been home for a month?" Leng Yan sneered, thinking of himself Father, is this also called father? How long does it take to meet my father, who can also be called father?

"Oh, your father has gone abroad, and your brothers also went to a meeting with them, so they won't come back. I didn't wait for them, let's eat our own." Cai Yaping returned to normal.

On the issue of the wealthy son-in-law, the two played the family card without discussing it.

As soon as school was over at noon the next day, Leng Yan immediately pulled Muzixi out of the school gate, Leng Yan asked with a smile: "Sister, I thought about it all night last night, what delicious food will you give me?" .”

Muzixi took out the list, on which he wrote what he was going to do, and said, "Green pepper beef tenderloin, garlic broccoli, three cups of chicken, mushroom soup, how about it?"

"Wow! So rich? Will it take a long time? Don't we have classes in the afternoon?" Leng Yan put on a look of wanting to eat.

Muzixi shook his head: "No, I have already prepared the ingredients last night, and it will be ready in a while. You only need to watch TV or play with the computer for a while. Is it okay to eat rice?"

Leng Yan nodded desperately: "Of course, I like it very much, sister, you have a heart..."

Muzixi took Leng Yan back to her apartment.

As soon as Leng Yan entered the apartment, he understood that this apartment must have been arranged by Cheng Haotian. All the decorations are almost exquisite. Although it is small, the decoration is quite in place, but Muzixi in front of him seems to be ignorant at all. .

Muzixi let Leng Yan let Leng Yan do whatever he wanted, including watching TV and playing computer, so she went into the kitchen.

Leng Yan followed to the kitchen, and asked with a smile, "Sister, do you need my help?"

Muzixi pushed Leng Yan out of the kitchen and said, "Just wait for your meal obediently. My kitchen is a bit small. You come in, and it's a bit crowded. You can do whatever you want. There are some snacks in the refrigerator. You can take them with you." eat."

Leng Yan closed the kitchen door, her eyes searched around, trying to find a little trace of Cheng Haotian's visit to this apartment, when she opened the closet, she saw that there were Muzixi's clothes inside, it was nothing at all. There was no trace of the man's clothes, she let out a soft breath.

Muzixi was concentrating on cooking meals in the kitchen. She has been alone since she returned to school, and she has long been used to living alone. She hardly cooks at home, and these meals are just followed by Cheng Hao. I only learned it when I was a child.

Chenghaotian... The name broke into Muzixi's mind, and Muzixi's teeth were clenched immediately. The kitchen knife in his hand couldn't help but use his strength.

If it wasn't for this man, how could he lose his dear ones one after another? The flesh and blood in my belly was lost by Cheng Haotian, and I didn't even see my father's last face... If he had a little more humanity and compassion, how could he even remember his father's last sentence? Can't hear the words?

Accidentally, the kitchen knife was scratched from the index finger, and blood gushed out from the wound immediately. Muzixi almost didn't feel any pain, just saw the wound, frowned slightly, and immediately cleaned the wound under the faucet. Then, with the wound on his index finger in his mouth, he walked out of the kitchen.

Muzixi walked to the bedroom, found the OK bandage, and stuck it on her hand. Leng Yan followed, saw Muzixi's wound, and yelled in shock: "Sister, why did you hurt your finger? Does it hurt? Does it hurt? How about we go to the hospital?"

Muzixi pressed Leng Yan's yelling mouth, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a small wound, I've already washed it clean, use this to stop the bleeding and it'll be fine. But don't worry, there won't be any wounds in your meal." The ones with my blood in them can be eaten with confidence.”

Muzixi's calm attitude surprised Leng Yan a little. If this was her own wound, she would have cried for her father and mother, and she didn't know why. But Muzixi didn't seem to have anything to do, just put on an OK sticker and continued to cook in the kitchen.

For Muzixi, who had countless scars since he was a child, this small incision was nothing at all.

Shaking her head, she left behind that cold-faced Cheng Haotian who made her feel bad.

When the meal was ready, Muzixi brought the food over. Leng Yan sat at the dining table, and couldn't help but admire him. Seeing that Muzixi, who was not very old, could cook so many meals, these were all made by him. lack of. It seems that I still have to learn how to learn these delicacies.

Leng Yan picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, carefully put it into his mouth, and immediately gave a thumbs up: "Wow! Sister, don't be too delicious! Your cooking is really delicious."

Muzixi used serving chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Lengyan and put them in Lengyan's rice bowl: "I like to eat it, and I will make it for you often in the future. Anyway, I have nothing else to do except class. If you don't think it's a simple meal .”

When Leng Yan heard this, he nodded in his heart, "That's the best, otherwise it's too much trouble to go back and forth, it's better to follow my sister."

Muzixi really wanted to smile at Leng Yan, but she didn't open her mouth after all. How much she thought she didn't have such an expression, if it wasn't for that damned man... Muzixi frowned thinking of Cheng Haotian's evil smile.