President’s Contract Wife

The housekeeper held an umbrella and walked to Cheng Haotian's side, blocking the rain: "Mr. Cheng, it's raining and windy, so you'll get sick. You'd better go back and change your clothes."

For a moment in Cheng Haotian's heart, what flashed was that Muzixi was holding an umbrella, covering his head, and smiled cleverly: "It's raining heavily outside, why don't you go in?"

He turned his head with some joy, but what he saw was the butler standing behind him holding an umbrella. It turned out that it was just an illusion. A trace of loneliness flashed across Cheng Haotian's face.

The two people who are entangled are together every day, but their hearts seem to be so far apart. It seems despicable for him to use such means to keep Muzixi.

In this world, rights and money can be obtained as long as one thinks about them and works hard, but a person's heart is useless to do what he does.

Cheng Haotian returned to the room numbly, walked into the bathroom with his whole body drenched, turned on the shower in numbness, stood in the water, the warm water washed away the coldness on his body. But he couldn't get rid of the chaos in Cheng Haotian's heart.

After changing into clean clothes, the housekeeper said that the lunch was ready, Cheng Haotian walked into the guest room again, only to see Muzixi fell asleep on the carpet.

Seeing her actions like this, his heart softened inexplicably.

He gently went to pick up Muzixi, returned to the big bedroom, put Muzixi on the bed, and gently covered her with the quilt. Turn around and go out, tell the housekeeper that he is not hungry now, and when Muzixi wakes up, we will have dinner together.

Cheng Haotian walked into the study, and slowly walked to the front of the book that Muzixi had read in the morning. Cheng Haotian frowned, as if someone had flipped through the book. The letter that was originally placed on page 52 is no longer in place. He called the butler and asked who had been to the study.

The butler replied that it was Muzixi, and Cheng Haotian waved his hand to let the butler leave.

Opening the two letters he had written, the woman seemed to flash in front of Cheng Haotian's eyes. The heartache at that time seemed to gradually disappear. He picked up the letter, tore it up casually, opened the window, and threw it out. The pieces were like butterflies, hovering in the rain and wind, and fell into the soil.

Back in the bedroom, he seemed to understand Muzixi's behavior today. Could it be that this woman cared a lot about that love letter?

At first, he didn't understand what it was for. If it was said that he smashed the glass to prevent her from going out, she couldn't understand it, because she didn't resist him before to prevent her from going out, did she? What's more, there was no need to resist him in such a brutal way.

But if he had such a reaction because of seeing these two letters, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security in his heart. At this moment, the displeasure caused by the phone calls from Muzixi and Lin Nuofan disappeared.

Cheng Haotian lay gently beside Muzixi, and looked at the sleeping woman in front of him with gentle eyes that he didn't realize. Once, in order to take revenge on another similar woman, he wantonly hurt this seemingly Gentle, but stubborn woman.

But he never thought that now, he would use a child to keep a person. Is this his debt?

There was an imperceptible wry smile on the corner of Cheng Haotian's lips. But his hand gently stroked Muzixi's face.

Muzixi faintly felt that there was a person lying beside her. She closed her eyes and didn't want to look at this person. She was a little frightened, afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would meet a pair of eyes full of desire. She didn't want to see him again. Let him do whatever he wants.

When Cheng Haotian's fingers brushed across her cheeks, her eyelashes moved slightly, she was terrified, she was even afraid of his touch and approach.

It was as if, fearing that he would see through her heart.

But there was no movement anymore, and the whole room was extremely quiet.

"Zixi, get up and have some food. It's already past noon, and the rain outside has stopped. I'll take you out." Cheng Haotian gently called to wake up Muzixi who was dozing off.

Muzixi gently opened his eyes, and asked as if he had just been woken up: "What time is it? I've been asleep for a long time."

"It's two o'clock, get up." Cheng Haotian also turned around and sat up from the bed. The thin back fell into Muzixi's eyes. For some reason, Muzixi's heart suddenly beat very fast. With this back, there was an urge to want her to hug her from behind.

In just a split second, the impulse was gone again.

It's time for her to wake up...

After lunch, Cheng Haotian drove out in an off-road vehicle. Muzixi wondered why he didn't drive his Lamborghini anymore. Cheng Haotian opened the trunk, which was full of tents, sleeping bags, snacks, water, etc. .

Muzixi is a little strange, what is this for? Go on a field trip?

Cheng Haotian closed the trunk again, and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you out for a walk."

Muzixi looked at the clothes he was wearing and said, "Wait for a while." Then he went back to change.

Five minutes later, Muzixi appeared at the door with a ponytail and casual clothes. These clothes indicated that they were going to the wild, which was what she wanted to do most now.

After getting into the car, Cheng Haotian put on his sunglasses, said: "Sit still," and started the car.

Along the way, they crossed the entire city and drove to the southernmost tip of the city. Muzixi opened the car window, and the air outside the car window smelled very good after it had just rained. Muzixi closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Taking a breath of fresh air, the unpleasant feeling in the morning is at this moment, and I don't know where it disappeared.

Cheng Haotian drives the car very slowly. He knows that if he drives faster, the wind will be strong, blowing Muzixi.

Before he knew it, Muzixi fell asleep again.

When the car stopped, Muzixi opened her eyes. She couldn't help but jumped up from her seat. It turned out that there was a very big lake in front of her. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the lake looks very quiet.

Muzixi couldn't wait to unbuckle her seat belt, jumped out of the car, stood by the lake, opened her arms, closed her eyes, and breathed heavily the air by the lake.

Cheng Haotian sat on the wood on one side. It only rained a little here, but it was a little wet, but it was still possible to camp.

Picking up the camera, Cheng Haotian's lens pointed at Muzixi standing by the lake, Muzixi embraced the sky with open arms, her smile, her back, her turning around, Chenghaotian's camera was not Stop flashing.

Muzixi turned her head and looked at Cheng Haotian who kept taking pictures of herself with the camera. She asked, "Isn't it for taking pictures of scenery? I don't have scenery on me."

It was only then that Cheng Haotian realized that at some point in time, Muzixi was all in the camera. He laughed a bit self-deprecatingly, picked up the camera, and took a few random pictures of distant scenery.

But Muzixi began to take out the tent from the trunk of the car. Cheng Haotian was not like before. Seeing Muzixi set up a tent by himself, he chose to put down his camera and come to help, which surprised Muzixi. Man, when did you become so considerate?

"You're pregnant, so I'll take some heavy things." Cheng Haotian picked up the tent and walked to a sandy field, and picked up the broken stones on the sandy field like Muzixi did last time. He threw it out, and then started to set up the tent. He had seen Muzixi set up a tent.

But after being busy for a long time, he still didn't support it. Cheng Haotian's face turned slightly red. It was not difficult to see Muzixi supporting it last time, but how could it be so complicated in his own hands?

Muzixi looked a little like to laugh, this man who can cover the sky with one hand, with such a clumsy appearance, how could people believe that he is Cheng Haotian, a man like a king?

Muzixi walked up to Cheng Haotian, who had been busy for a long time, and said, "I'll set up a tent. You can take out your sleeping bag."

After speaking, he skillfully opened the tent, skillfully set up the four corners of the tent and the top of the tent, and when Cheng Haotian came over with a sleeping bag, all the procedures had been completed.

Cheng Haotian was dumbfounded. He tossed about the tent for half an hour, and it took Muzixi less than five minutes to finish it.

"You... seem to be faster than last time." Cheng Haotian had to admire.

"It was dark last time, so it was slower. In fact, there are tricks to this thing. However, I don't think I can learn things that I can't learn." Muzixi said with a serious face.

Cheng Haotian smiled dryly, and handed the sleeping bag to Muzixi.

Muzixi put the sleeping bag in the tent, and when he came out, he saw Cheng Haotian looking for branches. He wanted to light a bonfire at night.

Muzixi picked up the fishing tools, found a protruding stone, sat on the stone safely, hung the pinched fish food on the hook, and flung the fishing rod skillfully.

After a while, the fish began to take the bait. When Cheng Haotian came back after finding the branches, Muzixi had already caught five fish in a row.

Looking at the fish in the fish bucket, Cheng Haotian was dumbfounded again: "You can actually fish?"

Muzixi smiled lightly: "When I was in junior high school, my family was poor, and if I wanted to eat meat, I had to go fishing, so my family had the most fish every year, because only fish can be free."

Although Muzixi said it very calmly. It seems that it has nothing to do with him, but Cheng Haotian sounds different. He has always had no worries about food and clothing, spends money like water, and once gave her a villa for a star's night.

However, how hard Muzixi's life is, I vaguely remember that the dilapidated unfinished building, no water, no electricity, she lived there tenaciously, not only had to work to earn money to go to school, but also to take care of the Alcoholic Mu Lingfeng...

Suddenly, I felt more distressed for Muzixi.

Muzixi didn't care about the way Cheng Haotian looked at her. She just focused on fixing the things around the tent, and then went to see the branches Cheng Haotian brought back. Fortunately, the ones she picked up were all dry. I'm worried that the branch Cheng Haotian brought back can't be used.

Taking out the hammock from the trunk, Muzixi tied it to two adjacent trees and lay down on the hammock by herself.

Cheng Haotian sat on the stone by the lake, looking at the scenery in the distance.

Muzixi was lying on the hammock, watching the leaves above his head rustling gently, and in the distance, he could still hear birdsong. When he closed his eyes, he could smell the fishy smell of the water blowing from the lake, but for To her, it doesn't smell bad at all.

She likes this kind of life, wants this kind of freedom, and wants to live as she pleases.