CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

3Ling Ao's heart became more and more gloomy. The pain was deep inside his bones. If his sister went through what Mu Qianqian had just done, would he still be able to act without hesitation?    2

    

Ling Ao gave Mu Qianqian a deep look. His murderous heart disappeared with the word "brother". He turned around coldly and gave Mu Qianqian his final word of advice before he left.    

    

"If I were your brother, I would definitely make you leave as soon as possible. Our world is not suitable for you. Leave Heting, or you will have to bear the consequences! "    

    

Mu Qianqian fell to the ground once more, trying her best to absorb the oxygen. Her throat was so sore that every breath made her feel a throbbing pain. Covering her sore chest with her hands, Mu Qianqian raised her head in fright after hearing Ling Ao's words. Her instinctive fear made her involuntarily step back, distancing herself from the cold man in front of her.    

    

After seeing Ling Ao turn around and leave, Mu Qianqian's tensed nerves finally relaxed a little. She touched her aching neck with her fingers. It was not hard for her to imagine that there was a red and swollen scratch on it.    

    

Mu Qianqian's tears instantly flowed down her face. She only dared to show her helplessness when there was no one by her side. She did not want to appear weak in front of others! Even though she couldn't help her tears, she tried to look strong.    

    

Mu Qianqian couldn't figure out how Ling Ao was able to escape death after letting go of her hands. Her whole body was soaked in water and her life was almost taken away.    

    

She didn't want to be like this, didn't want to lose her heart and live her life without dignity. If she and Rong Heting didn't meet like this, would everything be different? If she didn't listen to her uncle and sell herself, then wouldn't she be able to wait for Brother Feng and not let him down?    

    

Right now, everything was out of control. There were too many people who needed to face it, too many things to explain. Her heart was always moving up and down, happy to the limit and falling to the bottom.    

    

Mu Qianqian sat by the pool with her head down. She didn't need to look at the reflection in the water to know how down and out she was. She could only bitterly smile when she thought about how many people told her to leave Rong Heting.    

    

Didn't she want to leave? If she could just pull away, even if she were to lose her heart, she would immediately disappear from the sight of that regal man. Now, the only hope of Mu Shen's life was in his hands. Her Brother Feng was also used by him to threaten her. How could she leave without them?    

    

Warm tears rolled down from Mu Qianqian's pale face to the ground. Her petite body shivered in the empty hall due to being soaked in water. Hua Yunrong walked out from the corner and looked at the helpless girl sitting on the edge of the pool.    

    

Mu Qianqian was lost in her own thoughts, and no one noticed when someone approached her. Mu Qianqian's thoughts were pulled back to reality when a pair of fashionable black soft leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of her.    

    

Looking up along the shoes were a pair of straight, slender legs. The man's clean, dark red nine-cent shorts accentuated the line of his legs even more perfectly, and then there was the new pink shirt Gucci introduced this year. Under the pale pink package, the man's broad shoulders and well-shaped chest were clearly outlined, exuding the charm of a man.    

    

Mu Qianqian no longer needed to look at his face, because other than the Vice President of Ronghao International Enterprise, Hua Yunrong, there was no one else with that slutty appearance. The face of that cynical and beautiful man was enough to make anyone jealous, including herself, Mu Qianqian.    

    

When she thought about how Hua Yunrong broke her relationship with Rong Heting in the office and also saw her being bullied by Ling Ao, Mu Qianqian didn't look up at Hua Yunrong's expression because she was really afraid to see the same cold expression as Ling Ao.    

    

Last time, at the charity dinner, Hua Yunrong and Mu Qianqian had talked to each other. Mu Qianqian had never forgotten that although this slutty man seemed to be heartless, he was actually more sensitive than anyone else. He'd told himself who Ling Jinghan was to let her know he was leaving. His eyes sparkled with fascination at the mention of Ling Jinghan, and he had already revealed his concern for Miss Ling.    

    

Now, would he be like Ling Ao, willing to give her the most fatal blow in order to protect the people he cared about? Kill her?    

    

Mu Qianqian thought back to the corpse she saw in Rong Heting's office the other day. When she thought of the indifferent expressions they had when she entered the room, Mu Qianqian smiled self-deprecatingly with tears on her face.    

    

To them, killing people shouldn't be considered a terrifying thing. Mu Qianqian felt the air grow colder as she thought about this. The water temperature had long since dissipated, leaving her trembling in the damp air.    

    

Ling Ao was right, they were not from the same world.    

    

Hua Yunrong used his warm palm to cover the petite face of the frail girl beside the pool. He gently pushed Mu Qianqian's messy hair behind her ear. Under Mu Qianqian's misty gaze, his devilish face revealed an extremely beautiful smile.    

    

"Screech!" The great hero who saved us the Dragon Country, Young Master Rong, to practice diving here? Why not my favorite bikini? Is he not confident in his figure? "    

    

Hua Yunrong mocked Mu Qianqian as he looked at her breasts. He frowned in thought for a moment before giving his evaluation.    

    

"It looks pretty impressive!"    

    

"Hey!"    

    

Mu Qianqian was initially immersed in grief, but the sudden appearance of Hua Yunrong shattered the gloom in her heart. She thought that this slut, Young Master Hua, would treat her coldly the same way Ling Ao did, but she didn't expect him to joke around with her at this moment.    

    

"You're a pain in the ass! Can't you see that I'm feeling sad? "    

    

Hua Yunrong pulled up Mu Qianqian, who was glaring angrily but had tears in her eyes, from the ground and dragged her towards the elevator.    

    

"I hate women who cry the most. Since I'm in a good mood, treat it as a good deed. Otherwise, I won't bother with you!"    

    

Hua Yunrong pulled Mu Qianqian's cold hands and the little girl who was drenched from head to toe from the elevator straight down to the underground parking lot. As Mu Qianqian continued to cry in a daze, he quickly drove away from Ronghao International Enterprise.    

    

At the beginning of the neon light, Rong Heting ended the contract he had been reading for a long time. He leaned back in his office chair, closed his eyes and kneaded the center of his brows. Secretary Ye Wei knocked on the door to bring the coffee. Seeing that Rong Heting was a bit tired, she hesitated and suggested.    

    

"CEO, Wan Xin's CEO Wan wants to invite you to the Paradise in the World to drink tea, do you need me to push it away? "You've already worked overtime for several days, are you still …"    

    

Rong Heting picked up the coffee cup with his eyes closed. He took a sip and opened his eyes. He looked at the sky and then looked at his phone.    

    

He had been working overtime at the company for the past few days, and was busy late into the night before leaving to visit his little woman in the hospital. Thinking about Ling Ao's warning during the day, Rong Heting waved his hand and interrupted Ye Wei.