President’s Contract Wife

Hate, a kind of hate that is in the bones, like ice melted into water, flowing into her body, making her cold all over her body, making her...

Mu Zixi laughed suddenly, laughing very mockingly and sadly...

She knew Cheng Haotian because of her father's illness and lived such a life...

I used to think that she could bear everything for her father, but now, her father is gone, and she suddenly feels relieved. It’s really easy, like a heavy burden, finally removed from Mu Zixi’s shoulders, but But it made her lose the reason to live...

She has nothing, the original life, the original studies, all the hopes, children, father... She didn't have much at first, but because of the appearance of that man, all was lost...

My heart hurts so much, it hurts to the end, only mockery is left numb...

Muzixi, Muzixi, what are you living for...

She sarcastically questioned herself, her heart was filled with confusion, what else should she do? Why does she continue to live...

Is she still imprisoned in this small room like this? Let Cheng Haotian torture himself?

Do I still need to bow my head? Do I still need to treat Cheng Haotian in a humble opinion? No... it's not necessary anymore, my father has left, he has no meaning anymore...

She smiled bitterly, a drop of tears fell from the corner of her eyes, one after another on the poignant face of her smile...very ridiculous, very heartache...very desperate...

Distraught Mu Zixi suddenly broke the glass on the table, picked up a shard, looked at her wrist, yes, gently stroked towards the blue place, and she was finally free Up...

Mu Zixi closed her eyes, with a smile, and with a smile that was finally free, cut through the skin on her wrist...

In the past few hours, Cheng Haotian has been with various shareholders, discussing about the impact of the Southeast Asian market. The phone is turned off and muted. At such times, Cheng Haotian often turns off his mobile phone. This is him. In the habit of meeting, no one or anything can disturb him.

After a whole night of meetings, he finally made a decision this night, to go to Southeast Asia in person, to get rid of the shadow of the impact on the market there with his own efforts.

At this moment, the sky was already bright, and Cheng Haotian leaned on the sofa, pinching his forehead, staying awake all night, making him a little physically exhausted.

Cheng Haotian picked up the phone casually, but found that there were thirty missed calls on it, all from Mu Zixi. He dialed the phone back, and the corners of his lips rose slightly. It seems that this little woman finally Conquered...

But for a long time, no one answered the phone. Cheng Haotian hung up the phone and dialed back, but still no one answered the phone. Cheng Haotian's heart suddenly sank. Is something wrong?

Cheng Haotian's right eye suddenly jumped fiercely, and an ominous premonition enveloped him in his heart. He pulled out his leg and walked to the elevator. He always felt that he was nervous...

Mu Zixi, what are you doing... Why doesn't he answer so many calls?

There were not many cars on the road early in the morning, and Cheng Haotian drove the car fast while broadcasting Mu Zixi's call. It took less than half of the usual speed to rush home.

At the door, Cheng Haotian didn't even turn off the car, and walked upstairs with two seats in three steps.

Regardless of his breathlessness, he didn't even give himself a trace of time. When he arrived at the study, he opened the door of the secret room. The next second, a **** smell rushed into Cheng Haotian's nose!

Cheng Haotian was shocked! But I was shocked to see Mu Zixi lying quietly on the bed, the white dress on her body and the sheets under her body were stained red with blood!

"Damn it!" Cheng Haotian saw the wound on his left wrist, hurriedly took off his tie, tied her arm, and then rushed downstairs with Mu Zixi without stopping.

Putting Mu Zixi on the co-pilot, Cheng Haotian drove the car fast...

Did this woman commit suicide just because she didn't answer the phone? Or is it because I closed her for too long?

what happened? As a result, it shouldn’t be like this, right?

In the past few days, she has succumbed, and she has learned well. Originally, today, he would come to release her, and restore her to the previous life. But what went wrong? ...

Cheng Haotian's heart was a little confused. Looking at the woman next to him, his blood-loss complexion gradually turned pale. His heart was getting colder and colder. He didn't know what he was afraid of, but at this moment, he just wanted to use the fastest speed. Send this woman to the hospital.

Cheng Haotian, who never knew what was scared, saw so much blood, and once again felt a kind of fear that he had never had before, because the dying woman still had that decisively beautiful smile on her face. , As if she was willing to leave this world...

This feeling made him flustered, as if he could no longer catch her...it made his heart chill...

Arriving at the entrance of the hospital, he rushed into the emergency room holding Mu Zixi with a weak breath, and shouted anxiously: "Doctor! Doctor! Save people! Save people!"

The nurse in the emergency room pushed the cart and ran out. Mu Zixi was placed on the cart and entered the emergency room.

Cheng Haotian's shirt had been stained red with Mu Zixi's blood. He sat at the door of the emergency room, still a little bit confused. Why did Mu Zixi commit suicide?

Cheng Haotian suddenly remembered the cell phone that Mu Zixi had put on his right hand when Mu Zixi committed suicide. He took the cell phone out of his pocket and saw a set of unfamiliar phone numbers. He hesitated and finally dialed the phone.

"Hey, where are you? Did you call Mu Zixi?" Cheng Haotian asked calmly.

"Excuse me, you are..." The nurse on the other end asked politely.

"I am Cheng Haotian."

"Ah? It's Chairman Cheng. Mu Zixi's father Mu Lingfeng left at 4:50 in the morning..."

"Leaving? He is so bad, where will he go when he leaves the hospital?" Cheng Haotian, who was flustered, didn't understand what the other party was talking about, frowned and asked grimly.

"Uh... Chairman Cheng, Mr. Mu Lingfeng has passed away." The other party explained.

Cheng Haotian's mind became clear instantly, and his heart was full of truth. He finally understood why he had 30 missed calls... and finally understood why Mu Zixi had committed suicide...

The hospital must have notified Mu Zixi that her father was no longer working. At that time, she kept calling herself. At that time, she was arranging a new round of market competition and didn't care about turning off the silent phone.

He could almost imagine that when Mu Zixi gradually began to despair, she called the hospital again. As a result, her father had passed away... For Mu Zixi, everything she did was for this father. Father did not see at the last glance, and the meaning of his own survival seemed to have disappeared...

Such thoughts suddenly made Cheng Haotian's heart hurt. Yes, for this stupid woman, her heart hurts...

Her father treated her so badly, but she was willing to commit suicide for his father...Why, why did she do this? Isn't he, he really did something wrong? For the first time, Cheng Haotian admitted his mistake.

I was always so strong and overbearing, I always wanted this woman to give in completely, but I didn't want to know what this woman wanted.

Now, this woman wants to leave her world again, why is she going her own way?

Mu Zixi is dead, what will happen to herself? Cheng Haotian leaned against the wall fiercely and bumped his head against the wall heavily.

Heart, infinite irritability... He has been telling himself forcibly that Mu Zixi is not important, but now, he suddenly discovered that he didn't want Mu Zixi to die, he wanted her to stay beside him... …forever and always……

The rescue doctor suddenly walked out of the rescue room. Cheng Haotian let go of his unclear thoughts, and hurriedly walked to the doctor. He was really afraid that the doctor would shake his head, and he was really afraid that the doctor had tried his best...

"Chairman Cheng, fortunately, you delivered it in time and tied it up with a tie, otherwise, we can't do anything."

That’s great. She’s still alive, just alive, as long as she is still alive...

Thinking, Cheng Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time he realized that he expected her to be alive so much... He would be happy to hear that she was alive...

Cheng Haotian nodded indifferently to the doctor and let the doctor leave, while he waited for the cart to be pushed out of the operating room.

Not long after, Mu Zixi was retreated.

Mu Zixi's face was still very pale. It was caused by excessive blood loss. Although the blood bag had been put on, the color of her lips was still pale and scary.

Cheng Haotian followed Mu Zixi back to the ward, looking at the white gauze on Mu Zixi's left hand, so dazzling.

How strong this once was, she would actually give up her life. How much did she hate herself, so much that she would end her life to leave herself? What did you do! Dominantly occupy her, ask her to obey her, use her father's illness to coerce her, let her do things she doesn't like, she always works so hard.

Will cater to myself, learn to cook, make breakfast and dinner for myself, the woman who was trying hard to drag the tent and sleeping bag over by the sea, with a shy face, now just like this again, lying quietly on the hospital bed.

There were too many memories of Mu Zixi in Cheng Haotian's mind, so deep, so clear, and the kiss on his back, that night, the waves on the beach and the gentleness of Muzixi, Rubbed into his own memory, too deep and too deep.

She knew that Mu Zixi’s father was no longer dead, but she had to force Mu Zixi to close, and she refused to even show her her closest friends. She must have misunderstood that she was too cold-blooded, so she would Take this path...

Cheng Haotian was at a loss. For the first time, he didn't know what to do or how to make up.

Suddenly remembering something, Cheng Haotian dialed the phone: "Mu Zixi's father has passed away. You should arrange for the funeral. The more solemn the better, the more grandiose the better. It will be arranged in the Mingyue Mausoleum...Well, yes...You have full authority to handle this matter. ..."