The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

"Qingqing, I'm sorry, I love you. I'm not good, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for our children. These days, I've been thinking about it, and now I've finally decided, I want to be with you. Don't worry, I will give you mother and son an explanation, don't worry..."

In the warm room, the man hugged the woman, stretched out his hand to caress the woman's back, and said softly.

The woman didn't speak, she lowered her head and stroked her stomach.

The woman is pregnant and is his child. .

When he heard the news, the man couldn't believe it, but he still hoped that the child would be born.

"Yeah, I believe in you. Who told me to love you. I know I can't love the wrong person, right? Linfeng..." the woman smiled, stroked the man's neck, and said in a low and warm voice with.

The nightmare of last night suddenly appeared in the man's mind.

Looking at the woman in front of him, the man didn't speak, but just hugged the woman tightly.

"fool.."

The man kissed the woman ambiguously.

I don't know why the man suddenly wants to cry.

But he held back in a daze, he knew he couldn't cry.

With Nishang gone, he would be responsible for taking care of her, the woman who also loved him deeply.

but--

What about Wan'er?

The man frowned, staring blankly into the distance.

In his arms, the woman lay quietly, as if she had fallen asleep.

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In the huge room, only Wan'er was left alone.

Wan'er has been looking at her watch.

It's so late, why hasn't Linfeng come back? She works so hard, but she can't do anything.

Thinking about it, Wan'er's heart suddenly ached.

It would be nice if she could help him with something.If that's the case, will he stay by her side forever.

Thinking about it, Wan'er cried again.

The programs she likes are playing on TV, but she has no interest at all.

"Linfeng, I miss you so much. Do you miss me too?" Wan'er looked up helplessly outside. The lights outside were beautiful, but the air was filled with coldness.

Wan'er frowned. .

She seemed to think of something, got up and ran to the room.

It was a plastic bag with a lot of wool in her favorite color.

She lowered her head and stroked, trying to knit a scarf for him.

Maybe this is the only thing she can do for him.

Thinking about it, Wan'er bit her lip firmly. .

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