How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1432 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 149 I Don't Even Say Goodbye To Her.

Or, never come back.

Come back again, maybe it will bring blood and killing.

No matter which of these two possibilities it is, they are destined to take this short marriage as a funeral object.

Went to Suwang City.

Won't come back again.

For a few seconds, Pudding was in a daze.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, goose feathers and heavy snow fell fiercely, as if he would open the door in the blink of an eye, and a black knee-length coat was draped over the meticulously ironed handmade suit. He looked at her lukewarmly: "Take a good class today, and I'll pick you up after class."

Obviously when we parted the morning before, they were still fine.

Gua was raped by her, he felt wronged and he could tell her, she should not be such a vexatious woman in his eyes.

Is it because she is afraid that she will tell Dad if she finds out?
So when the time was right, after everyone relaxed their vigilance, he quietly left, taking his beloved woman with him, and he didn't even want to say goodbye to her...

She lowered her head, she is actually a character who is easy to accept any blow, but it was probably too sudden, tears fell silently.

Then the next moment, he was gently hugged into the arms of the man.

"Pudin, you still have your parents and brother, do you know that?"

Her face was pressed against his windbreaker which was still slightly chilly, and there was obviously no sound of crying, but the tears almost fell down in a thread.

"He went with that Wu Qian, right?"

"..."

Her only response was silence.

Pudding suddenly couldn't control himself, hugging the man and crying loudly.

This was the first and only time in her life that she cried until she was almost suffocated.

Compared with his leaving quietly, what made her more sad was that he had to force himself to show that he liked her in this short marriage.

She didn't even dare to think about how much he hated her, how much he hated her under the cloak of liking.

It should be... as much as I like Wu Qian, I hate her as much as I hate her.

Just like how he was reluctant to take care of Mu Xinuan at the beginning, he should be worried that if he truly showed his love for Wu Qian, it would bring her many troubles for no reason...

But in a scene where the city is heavy, he is always calm and self-possessed like an outsider, and everyone can see clearly the layout of the troops, only her...

……

The prime minister of the Liangcheng cabinet suddenly changed, and the marriage between the former prime minister Mu Bufan and the little princess of the presidential palace received great attention.

But for three days in a row, the presidential palace never moved.

There are different opinions from the outside world, and various speculations gradually converge, and the direction is getting more and more biased.

Marriage change, rebellion, and news of former cabinet minister Mu Bufan's mysterious death spread more and more fiercely.

Pudding had been lying in the bedroom for a whole week. On Monday morning, Qing Xiaomo prepared some porridge and appetizers and wanted to send them to her. Just as she went upstairs, she found her going downstairs.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, she washed her face, and wore a very ladylike light pink dress. She stood at the corner of the stairs and looked at her with a smile: "Mom."

This appearance is exactly the same as the time when she put on the bride's wedding dress and called her mother with a smile.

Qing Xiaomo frowned, glanced at her white finger that had already taken off the wedding ring, and tears suddenly fell down.

For no reason.

(End of this chapter)