How can the president be fierce

Chapter 483 You said... the woman who gave birth to Liang Musheng is Zhou Min?
As she spoke, her upper body slowly crawled down, and her forehead touched the ground, making a slight noise.

Qing Xiaomo didn't pay much attention to it at first, until now, she finally turned around and looked at her with surprise in her eyes.

Watching her get up, put her hands together, and crawl down again, boom——

Namaste again, crawl again, boom——

She finally straightened up: "Momo, I really can't let go of Chuan. If I divorce him, there will be no meaning in living for the rest of my life... But even if he divorces me, it's impossible for your mother to be with Chuan." He was together. Back then, for your mother, Yu Chuan didn't want to give birth to him, who was drunk, and Zhou Min, who didn't want to give birth to him. I admit, I was also very jealous of your mother, and I was afraid that she would Take Yu Chuan away, but when Zhou Min came to ask me to do that thing together, I refused. I was afraid that Yu Chuan would hate me after the incident, but Zhou Min was not afraid, because she would not get Yu Chuan if she did it or not... ..."

"Zhou... Min?"

Qing Xiaomo opened her eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief: "You said... the woman who gave birth to Liang Musheng is called Zhou Min?"

The President's wife never took her eyes off the compassionate and gentle Buddha statue smiling in front of her the whole time, as if that would save her: "That summer vacation, she planned to go abroad for fun, but Zhou Min tricked her back at the airport. , She asked Qingde to imprison your mother in his house, and raped her for two full months, until she raped your mother until she became pregnant, that is, she was pregnant with you..."

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When going down the mountain, there were more people going up the mountain. In order to prevent being recognized by others, Xia Huan wrapped herself tightly in a peaked cap, sunglasses and scarf.

But the woman next to her seemed to be rushing to reincarnate, and she was very anxious to leave.

When she fell down the steps for the third time, she heard a loud bang, and hurriedly went to help her, and when she took off her sunglasses, she realized that her face was astonishingly pale.

She was taken aback: "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

The skin of Qing Xiaomo's hands was broken, bleeding, but she didn't seem to notice it, her face became paler and paler, and suddenly she threw herself to a nearby tree and vomited crazily.

The sound of her vomiting was really painful. The people on the side of the mountain kept looking over here. Xia Huan subconsciously covered her face and patted her on the back with one hand: "Are you okay? There is still half the way." , can you still hold it?"

Today's wind was very strong, and the windbreaker on his body was rattling, and goose bumps quickly appeared on his porcelain-white skin.

She took the tissue in Xia Huan's hand, slowly wiped the corners of her lips, and looked at the steep mountain below her with a blank expression, as if her cramping stomach had finally stopped.

It's really cold on this mountain.

……

The man's warm fingers covered his forehead, and the little woman curled up on the sofa trembled and woke up.

She seemed to have a fever and was covered in cold sweat, but her forehead was astonishingly cold. In the dim light, the man's dignified eyes fell on her pale face: "You look very uncomfortable, I will take you to Can you check it out at the hospital?"

She didn't speak, as if she didn't know him anymore, her eyes were cold and strange.

It's hard to say what kind of eyes she has, Liang Musheng felt inexplicably uneasy: "Alisa?"

Only then did Qing Xiaomo look away, and raised her hand to brush the broken hair beside her ears: "I went to the mountain to blow some cold wind today, so I might be a little bit frozen."

(End of this chapter)