Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

The night is far away, and the street lamps in the city recede, illuminating people in a trance.

Three cars stopped by the side of the road in the community, and Qiao Ye got out of the car carefully supported by Mu Wen.Leaning on crutches, he stopped at the spot, waiting for Muwen to bring something, and led Qilin and the others to her address.

Qiao Ye walked a little slower due to inconvenient legs and feet. Muwen supported him, walked into the apartment building of the community, and pressed the elevator button.The group of people behind did not dare to show their anger, but followed silently.

After reaching the floor and getting out of the elevator, Qiao Ye didn't let Muwen knock on the door, but stood in the stairwell and looked at the doors of the four households on this floor.It's hard to imagine that Xiao Yichen actually brought her to live in such a place. Looking from the outside, one could tell that this was a bachelor's apartment with an area of ​​only thirty or forty. Two people living in it with their children, how crowded it must be.What is Xiao Yichen's intention for treating her so badly? Is it just to avoid his own search?

Withdrawing his thoughts, he ordered the people behind him: "Qilin, you wait aside later, and don't go forward without my order." Otherwise, if they hit Xiao Yichen by mistake, the consequences would be different.

"Okay, Mr. Qiao." Qilin was afraid that he might miss Qiao Ye's business, so he led his subordinates back to one side.

The two of them approached the door, and Qiao Ye said calmly, "Muwen, knock on the door." I don't know if she came back, and if she was in the room, what would she do.

Mu Wen stepped forward to knock on the door, but there was no sound from inside, and knocked three more times, and heard a female voice whispering inside, but it was not Xie Yunshu's voice.

A woman in her 40s opened the door, looked at the two people suspiciously, and asked, "Are you looking for someone?" Because she saw the two people outside the door dressed in extraordinary clothes, Mrs. Liu did not dare to treat them coldly.

Mu Wen took the lead, and asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Xiao Yichen's residence?" There are some things that Qiao Ye definitely can't say, so let yourself do it.

Mrs. Liu replied: "The owner of this house is indeed surnamed Xiao, but I don't know the exact name." She usually heard Madam call her Mr., and it seemed to be the same pronunciation.

Mu Wen said again: "You still have two full-month babies, right?" It was almost two months, not just full-month.

Mrs. Liu nodded, and her attitude towards the two of them eased a little, "Well, I am Yuesao."

Muwen smiled and introduced Qiao Ye, who was silent beside him, "This is Mr. Qiao, an old friend of my wife's. He came here to visit the children today. Haven't they come back yet?" If he said that, this person should not be suspicious.

Only then did Mrs. Liu let the two come in, and said politely: "Sit inside, Mr. Xiao took his wife out this afternoon, and didn't say when he'll be back. You two should sit and wait for a while." Standing behind the door, he didn't see the men standing by the wall of the stairwell outside, and just closed the door.

The living room was not big, and Mu Wen helped Qiao Ye to enter. The two of them just stood in the middle of the living room without taking a seat.Qiao Ye looked around the house, saw that the living room, kitchen, and dining room were concentrated in this room, and looked at the door on one side of the wall, knowing that it was a combination of two houses.

Qiao Ye didn't have the heart to deal with the confinement wife in front of her, so Mu Wen blocked the conversation for him alone, and said with a smile, "I've already contacted her and said she will be back at nine o'clock. Let's wait a while."

Aunt Liu Yue nodded, "Okay, I'll pour water."

Mu Wen stopped him, "Don't bother, let's see the child first, I haven't seen him for a while, I don't know if he has grown up." He knew that Qiao Ye was concerned about the child, and before the wife came back, let him see it first. Meet the kids.

Mrs. Liu hesitated for a while, and led the two of them to the bedroom, speaking in a lower voice, "Please come to the bedroom, they are sleeping." A friend of Mr. Xiao who owns a luxury car.

Muwen supported Qiao Ye, "Mr. Qiao, I will support you." While talking, the two entered the bedroom, and saw the two babies in the crib at a glance.

Qiao Ye looked at the two peacefully sleeping children, his eyes were filled with emotions, and he almost threw away his crutches to hug the children.

Mu Wen said to the concubine clearly: "Can Mr. Qiao hold the child?" Qiao Ye is the father of the child in the first place, so he doesn't need to ask others if he wants to hold the child.

Liu Yuesao picked up the child and handed it to Qiao Ye, reminding her, "Just be careful not to drop it."

Qiao Ye handed the stretcher to Muwen, supported his body weight with one foot, leaned slightly on the crib, carefully looked at the baby in his arms, and said for a moment, "This is Zhong Ling." Just like before, she is beautiful and delicate, with exquisite facial features , Pink carved jade attracts love and affection.

The confinement wife replied: "Yes, this is the younger sister, and the other is the elder brother." The two babies look a little like each other, and others generally cannot tell the difference between male and female.

Qiao Ye's eyes floated tenderly, showing a father's love for his child.She sighed: "In almost two months, they have grown so big, and they are still cute." When sleeping, the eyelashes fluttered down, and each one was thin and long.

Muwen asked the confinement wife: "Aren't you sick?" The newborns inevitably have some minor illnesses, and I don't know if the two babies are still healthy.

Mrs. Liu replied, "It's pretty good, but you're a good boy."

Mu Wen asked again: "Is Madam okay?" Hearing this question, Qiao Ye also listened attentively to her reply.

Mrs. Liu said truthfully: "She's pretty good, and she's on par with Mr. Xiao every day." The two of them either watched movies together or took a nap, and stayed at home alone every weekend.

The words "raise the case with eyebrows" undoubtedly burned Qiao Ye's heart, he turned to the side and ignored it.

Mu Wen knew that this person had made a slip of the tongue, and said to her: "Mr. Qiao sit with the child for a while, if you have anything to do, do it first."

Mrs. Liu hesitated and said, "Should I call Mr. Xiao and ask them to come back earlier?" When a visitor came, she had to be twice as energetic, and she had to wait for the owner to return before she could rest assured.

Mu Wen replied: "No, it's okay to wait a while." Qiao Ye has been waiting for too long, and now of course he doesn't care about waiting for her to go home.

Mrs. Liu did not dare to hand over the child to others, so she stayed in the bedroom.The three were silent, only the sound of breathing.

After Qiao Ye had finished hugging Zhong Ling, he changed to Zhong Yu, who also hugged Zhong Ling in his arms for intimacy.

Standing by the window, Muwen suddenly opened his mouth to report: "Mr. Qiao, I saw a car driving into the underground parking lot, and the person sitting in it should be my wife." This made Mrs. Liu confused, why both sides called the hostess lady.

Qiao Ye handed the child to Muwen and put it back on the crib, and said coldly, "Let Qilin and the others come in."

"Okay." Regardless of Mrs. Liu's reaction, Mu Wen strode to the living room and opened the door, and said to the brothers outside: "Qilin, bring someone in."

Mrs. Liu was not a good person who came in, she was shocked and said, "What are you guys doing! Don't you say they are Mr. Xiao's friends!" These men are obviously thugs.

But no one paid any attention to her at all, Qiao Ye confessed: "Qilin, find two people who will carry the baby carefully, and clamp her so that she doesn't let her talk nonsense." He cast his eyes on Aunt Liu, without any malice.

"Okay." Muwen took the order, and waved his hand to let several people divide their work.