President’s Contract Wife

Cheng Haotian’s secretary took out a black card from her bag, put it on the dining table, and said, “This is your living expenses, and the card code is your birthday. I’m leaving first. These are what I should do. ,You are Welcome."

After thinking of something, I took out a new mobile phone from my bag: "This is a new mobile phone equipped for you. The mobile phone number has not changed. I also saved my own mobile phone number. What can I do? Yes, please do as you please."

Mu Zixi hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I have enough, you have prepared everything for me."

Cheng Haotian's secretary smiled slightly: "If you need anything, remember to call me and I will get it ready for you soon. You can go to class directly tomorrow, and I have already arranged the rest for you. "

Mu Zixi heard the secretary say it again and nodded, indicating that he had remembered everything, and the secretary left.

Mu Zixi closed the door and picked up her book on the desk. With her hand gently touching the cover of the book, she could finally go back to school and return to her original life.

Only this time, it took so much time to go back to my past life, to get back to the past life, but not to the past mentality.

Mu Zixi suddenly felt that she was much older.

It's not the face, but the mentality. My mentality has changed a lot after experiencing Cheng Haotian.

After taking a shower at night, the steam wet the mirror in the bathroom. Mu Zixi wiped the mirror with her hand. She looked at herself in the mirror, her collarbone protruding, and the wound on her left wrist was still glowing red. I want to come now. Freedom is actually exchanged for my desperate life...

Mu Zixi wanted to laugh out loud and wanted to laugh out loud, but the corners of her mouth twitched, but there was no smile at all. Mu Zixi shook her head and touched her face, desperately trying to make a smile, but could do nothing. Gave up.

It turns out that I really don’t cry or laugh...

At this moment, Mu Zixi's cell phone rang suddenly, and she froze for a moment. This is a new cell phone. She doesn't even know the number. Who would call her... Answered the phone dumbly.

"Hello." An indifferent and magnetic voice rang at the other end of the phone...

But Mu Zixi shuddered... it was Cheng Haotian!

Her heart trembled violently, trying to hang up, but before that, he first said, "Congratulations, you are free."

Mu Zixi didn't expect that Cheng Haotian would say such a thing, his heart trembled, and the game couldn't understand what he was going to say.

"Mu Zixi, I can give you whatever you want, including freedom..." His voice suddenly became deep, but with a deep charm, Mu Zixi listened...

"But, only one year..." His voice, deep and gloomy, made Mu Zixi tremble violently.

"What do you mean...no, let me go..." What is this! He promised her a year? Is it pitying her? She doesn't need it! If this is the case, she would rather die!

"Don't think about dying." As if hearing Mu Zixi's heartfelt voice, the voice of the person on the other end of the call was like Yan Luo, with a threatening aura. "If you die, Lin Nuofan will be buried with you." The voice is cold-blooded and ruthless, hollow like a magic sound.

In an instant, Mu Zixi's body shook...

In this world, she has no nostalgia, but Lin Nuofan is innocent...

She didn't expect that Cheng Haotian would use this to threaten her to live...

What is he going to do... If he doesn't want to let her go, just torture her to death. Wouldn't it be better to watch her stop breathing? Why let her leave for another year...

"Remember, within one year, you will be debugged, otherwise, like Lin Nuofan, he will be buried with you." After all, the man on the other end of the phone severely hung up...

There was only a beep beside Mu Zixi's ear, and his mind went blank...

Outside the apartment complex, Cheng Haotian gloomily hung up the phone in a Lamborghini Hermes.

The secretary who came to report to him sighed slightly and said to Cheng Haotian, "Cheng Haotian, you seem to care about her, why, don't you just say, let her take care of yourself..." She has been with Cheng Haotian for so many years ...Too much understanding of Cheng Haotianwai's cold-hearted character... But this character is really bad. She has already seen that he likes Mu Zixi, but he can only comfort people with threats...

Cheng Haotian's eyes dimmed because of the secretary's words. For the first time, he was tired and said nothing...

Yes, tired...he has never been so tired in his life...

It was as if, leaving her, his power was emptied...

At night, quiet as water, tonight, it is Muzixi, welcome the first night of freedom...

Mu Zixi changed into her pajamas, picked up the book and sat at the desk. It had been a long time since she could study at ease. If she did not work hard, she would fail the exam. She had already fallen a lot and must work harder to catch up. Classmates.

Mu Zixi didn't sleep until late at night. This night, I slept very deeply, as if I closed my eyes and opened my eyes, the sky was already bright.

Mu Zixi looked at her watch. It was okay. It was still early. She opened the refrigerator and found that Cheng Haotian’s secretary had filled the refrigerator with food. She took out a bottle of milk, warmed it, and cut into two slices. Whole wheat bread. The breakfast is good.

Just like when she was in school before, Mu Zixi changed into jeans, T-shirt and shoes, and tied her hair high into a ponytail. She looked at herself in the mirror and said inwardly: Come on. Go out with a book.

In any case, Cheng Haotian gave himself a year, but one year later, he might have forgotten himself a long time ago.

So, anyway, she wants to start her new life and finish the last semester...

After that, think of a way to leave this city... forget all of this...

This is her new goal...

When she walked to the school gate, she hesitated. She had been away from school for so long, and so many people knew why she had dropped out. This time, walking in again, can she still bear the rumors?

Hehe, his father is no longer there, and Cheng Haotian also gave him freedom, what else does he mind? This time, back to school, just to go to school, to graduate, isn’t it?

Mu Zixi encouraged herself to walk into the classroom nonchalantly, only to find that her body shivered slightly when she stepped into the door.

Mu Zixi arrived at the door of the dean's office, knocked gently on the door, and the dean yelled, "Come in."

Only then did Mu Zixi enter the office. The dean of the department saw that it was Mu Zixi, a former protégé student, and immediately smiled: "It turns out that it is Mu Zixi, have you come back to class? I have already stopped the principal and said that I am very You are welcome back, but you have missed a lot of courses, you must work hard to make up, understand?"

Mu Zixi nodded fiercely.

The dean immediately dialed the phone number of Mu Zixi's head teacher and told her to come and lead Mu Zixi back to the class.

Mu Zixi followed behind the head teacher, as if playing a drum in her heart, how should she enter that classroom? She has too much panic in her mind.

When the head teacher told everyone that there was a new classmate in the class, Mu Zixi, Mu Zixi stood on the podium. She did not dare to look up at the classmates, but heard the sound of being bombed in the classroom.

"What's the matter? How did she come back? Wasn't she expelled because of style issues?"

"Yeah, yeah, didn't you say that you became the mistress of a rich man? Last time I had a fight with others, so that the school knew about this and I was dismissed!"

"It's weird. I'm not a mistress anymore. How can I dress like a student? It seems that the person who keeps her is really stingy, and he can't bear to spend money!"

Mu Zixi lowered her head and held the textbook in her hands tightly. She bit her lip hard, she must be strong, she must persevere, it doesn't matter, she is here to learn, not to live...

The head teacher said softly to Mu Zixi, "Go back to your previous position, and the class will begin."

Mu Zixi still lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone, just nodded, and walked straight to her previous position.

Leng Yan silently looked at Mu Zixi's head down, and couldn't help but sneer: This rich man's plaything was finally thrown away. It seems that Cheng Haotian has no interest in Mu Zixi anymore, and he can go there with integrity. I'm looking for Cheng Haotian...

Mu Zixi's course has reached the final stage. Although she hasn't read a book for a long time, she is serious and will ask questions immediately if she doesn't know the questions, or she will study in the library every day until the library is closed.

Gradually, more and more people are paying attention to the little improvement in the grades of a person who hasn't been to school for a long time, but they seem to forget what happened to her in the past.

Many boys saw Mu Zixi, and some people started to stuff small pieces of paper into Mu Zixi's book. Every time Mu Zixi saw those rose-colored letterheads, he just pulled them away, but put them together and ignored them.

She no longer wants to touch anything about feelings.

Leng Yan saw that many men began to ignore Mu Zixi's past and handed her olive branches one after another, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. Why does Mu Zixi always recruit people like this?

Leng Yan would go around the Zhetian Group every day after school, just to see Cheng Haotian.

But Cheng Haotian is almost all in the company, and rarely has a chance to come out.

Leng Yan could only go and tell the front desk that he had something to see Cheng Haotian, but Cheng Haotian never saw Leng Yan.

In desperation, Leng Yan could only say: "I have something to see Cheng Haotian about Mu Zixi."

After the front station relayed this sentence to Cheng Haotian, Cheng Haotian immediately sent Leng Yan to the top floor in his private elevator.

Cheng Haotian is still in a black shirt, black trousers, and his face is still very handsome, but with an indifferent expression, as if telling Leng Yan to be careful, being careless will definitely make Leng Yan try to offend him.