President’s Contract Wife

If she could, she really wanted to escape from this man who gradually began to control her soul.

However, where she can escape, her father's life is still in Cheng Haotian's hands. Even if you want to leave, you have no ability. She couldn't ignore her own conscience and ignore her father's life, so she could only bear with it.

Even the pain, even the humiliation, she must endure, because she only has that one lover...

Muzixi's words instantly made Cheng Haotian's heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

He just got off work early, thought that she would go to and from school on foot every day, and sent a kind person to pick her up today, but this woman who didn't know what to do, actually got in the car and just said that!

He Cheng Haotian! Come pick her up in person! But she seemed to avoid him like a plague god!

She really thought that his temper was so good that she could treat him casually!

"Muzixi, what do you think you are." Cheng Haotian's eyes instantly became like sharp swords, gouging on Muzixi's body!

"Did you forget that you are just my mistress, but what do you ask your master to do now that you are lacking?" Cheng Haotian's facial features, which were carved like knives, collapsed tightly, and the aura exuding from his body was powerful As for Sen Leng, the air in the space in the entire car seems to have become thinner...

Muzixi didn't look at him, but he stretched out his hand, squeezed her jaw, and forced her to face him and meet his gaze.

Muzixi was firmly restrained by his big hand, and she had no way to resist, even if she moved, she would feel bone-piercing pain. She buried all her grievances and unwillingness in her throat, and did not argue with this arrogant man, because she had never won against him, and if she resisted, he would want to trample on her life even more.

The moment she looked at him, her eyes gradually darkened, just like what Cheng Haotian said, she was just a mistress, not even a mistress, at best she was used occasionally to vent her desires The nanny, she, has no right to be angry.

Even though she was not reconciled, she could only accept her fate...

What qualifications does she have to defend herself like this, she should have recognized the reality long ago, shouldn't she? Why do you have to run into this man over and over again, and then find your own position in his disdain.

Cheng Haotian looked at the quiet little wild cat, his anger dissipated slightly, and his cold lips suddenly covered her lips. With a touch of punishment, as always possessive, crazy conquest, without the slightest tenderness.

Muzixi knew that this man had no feelings, he could do whatever he wanted, and no one could say no to him.

She could only cater to him, hoping that he would show kindness occasionally and spare her.

Cheng Haotian opened his arms, and slowly poked into her clothes from behind. His hand seemed to be carrying an electric current. Wherever it went, it could ignite flames on her body, making Muzixi tremble uncontrollably.

Cheng Haotian took advantage of the situation and increased his strength, and the other hand tore open her clothes effortlessly, his tall body was like a mad beast pressing the little person under him.

It wasn't the first time, but this man always seemed to be like this, doing what he wanted, no matter where.

Muzixi curled up like a wounded little white rabbit, hiding in a small corner. She hoped that the big bad wolf in front of her would suddenly realize her conscience and let her go, but she clearly knew that it was impossible.

They can clearly feel the existence of each other only when they are torturing each other, and Cheng Haotian can only feel that the little woman under him is completely his own when he enters her deeply.

Muzixi grabs the seat cushion of the car with both hands, trying to avoid Cheng Haotian's gaze.

During this period of time, she has gotten used to being with him every night, and every time he attacks wildly, Muzixi feels as if her body and soul are being torn apart.

The car runs fast on the city road until it stops in front of Cheng Haotian's villa. Another torture all the way.

The sun is shining brightly, the breeze is gentle, the sun is like a golden veil on the ground, and the playground is shining golden. On a big tree beside the playground, a bird is chirping, and the free bird attracts Looking at Muzixi's eyes, she envied the freedom of the little bird, and she couldn't help but let Muzixi fall into deep thought. Now she has no self-esteem, and even the most basic free space has been lost.

He would always break into her life and tear her apart beyond recognition.

In deep thought, Muzixi didn't even hear the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she was still immersed in her own thoughts.

"This class is so boring, Xiaoying, where did you and your benefactor go yesterday?" Ji Feifei asked Xiaoying.

After Xiaoying heard this, a look of boredom flashed across her face, and she said, "He, he is getting more and more boring now, and he just takes me to the bar every day."

The conversation between the two brought Muzixi back to her senses, and she looked back at Ji Feifei. Her body had undergone obvious changes compared to the previous period. She was covered with brand-name clothes, watches, necklaces...

She is exactly the same as Xiaoying, it seems that she has also become a fellow traveler with Xiaoying...

No, not just He Xiaoying, but also her, she is not much nobler than them.

When Xiaoying saw Muzixi looking over, a look of contempt flashed in her eyes: "However, I'm quite curious, Muzixi, where did your benefactor take you last night?" , Xiaoying's voice suddenly rose, causing the surrounding students to look towards Muzixi.

Muzixi didn't expect Xiaoying to ask her directly, her face turned slightly pale, and she didn't know how to answer.

Regardless of Muzixi's embarrassment, Xiaoying continued to ask: "Did I meet you last time when I introduced you to the Yaoxie club? What do you do? The car that came to pick you up yesterday is really luxurious. The mistresses are all jealous, Lamborghini Hermes, but it costs more than 300 million, it seems that this time you really found a pretty good benefactor? How do you feel about being taken care of by others? ?”

Xiaoying's series of questions made Muzixi even more nervous, and he clenched his fists involuntarily, and a little sweat broke out in his palms.

In the past, she never thought that one day she would be questioned like a prisoner by others, and she never thought that she would become one of them.

However, she didn't want things to develop into what they are today, but now no matter what, no amount of reasons or explanations would seem powerless. In their eyes, she was just a more false existence than them.

The students around couldn't help looking at Muzixi with disdainful eyes, their eyes were full of contempt, and they all waited for Muzixi's answer as if they were watching a good show.

Seeing Muzixi being the number one in the class honestly and honestly on weekdays, it turns out that she is just a gold digger with duplicity!

At this moment, Xia Ling suddenly asked: "Why, you still don't want to say it, and you're afraid that we won't succeed if we rob you of your benefactor, hmph."

Muzixi looked at Xia Ling with tears in her eyes. Who could understand her helplessness at this moment? In the past, she persuaded them not to let them be mistresses, but now, she herself did the same thing as them. That's why they mocked him like this.

Seeing that Muzixi didn't answer, the students began to discuss and guess who Muzixi's benefactor is.

"Hmph, some people think that they are so pure, but in the end they are just the same as others. The usual nobility is just pretending, isn't it just that?" The young lady with long hair scoffed at Muzixi and snorted coldly.

She also wore a lot of famous brands, but the difference was that she had an aura that a gold digger did not have.

She stood with a few noble ladies who were like her. They were different from Xiaoying and Xia Ling. They were real daughters...

And standing next to her is the most beautiful and richest leader among these noble ladies - Leng Yan.

Hearing her companion talking, Leng Yan, who was just watching a good show, couldn't help but chuckled at her friend and said, "Yueqi, how can you say that about Muzixi, she is a well-known three-good student in the school, and in the eyes of the teacher My good girl! She won't be compared with those who are mistresses, but you can't say that about our talented Mu!" After speaking, Leng Yan chuckled twice, and his eyes fell back to Muzixi On the body, one look is the irony of what he said.

Usually, I can't understand Muzixi, who is the class monitor and thinks about the teacher's small report. Leng Yan finally got the chance to ridicule her today. He said before that he should not be a mistress if he can. I hate Muzixi. I hate her even more than I hate Xiaoying and the others.

What Leng Yan said made Xiaoying and the others shut up.

No one told Leng Yan that they were all rich second generations, and they were born to worry about food and clothing. Leng Yan and the others are usually arrogant, Xiaoying and the others hide as much as they can. Even though he was dissatisfied in his heart, he was still only jealous.

The words Lengyan and the others said were harsher than those of Xiaoying and the others, as if countless needles were stuck in Muzixi's heart, making the students look at Muzixi with even more ignorance, as if they were treating something dirty Her, these gazes fell on her like sharp knives, making her palms clenched tightly, and her teeth clenched.