The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

"Then... Qingqing, are you all right now?"

The little angel is still a little worried, and her little tone sounds wronged, because she is really afraid of her accident.

Mu Wanqing raised his hand, stroked the position of his chest, shook his head and said, "It seems to be really fine."

In addition to the alcohol, his head is still a little dizzy.

Upon hearing this, the little angel breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you must rest well, you can't do this anymore..."

Humph, Yan Jun is a big bastard!

She actually lied to drink and frightened her, causing him to lose most of his energy again, and he was also frightened.

"Well, I see." Mu Wanqing nodded.

At the moment when she fell ill, the severe pain made her really want to commit suicide.

But after waking up, she knew that she must be strong.

Ye Yuchen has not inherited the Emperor Sheng Group, and everything she owed him in her previous life has not been paid off... She wants to live.

"It would be great if I could find my brother..." The little angel sighed, "He should be able to help you heal."

Of course, the premise is with the consent of the host.

However, I don’t know where the Angel Eye and his host are now...

Mu Wanqing slept for a while.

When she woke up the next morning, her body condition was much better, and the blood on her cheeks also recovered a lot. She received a text message.

"Qing Qing, Mr. Gong is back these two days." Xiangyang's text message.

Gong Lichuan's arrival in Ancheng also means that she should go for treatment and can no longer drag her body like this...

"I see." Mu Wanqing replied.

She has always wanted to contact Li Chuange and Xian'er, but they were in a state of retreat after participating in the program recording in the military unit.

Therefore, only Xiang Yang can get some inaccurate general information through Gong Lichuan's agent.

"Qing Qing, is Mr. Gong chasing you?" the little angel said gossiping.

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Wanqing stretched out his hand and flicked the opal, as if he was flicking the head of a little angel.

She has always regarded Gong Lichuan as her brother.

Gong Lichuan... always treat her as a younger sister, right?

"Oh, if the emperor doesn't go home to coax his wife, he will have a rival!" The little angel couldn't help but gloat.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Too lazy to talk to him, she got back into the bed.

However, it didn't take long before she could not lie down anymore, and she got up to wash, rubbed her cheeks on the window, and conceived a new song.

Mu Wanqing turned on the computer and unlocked a secret folder. In fact, there are many unreleased singles in it. They are lyrics and music composed by herself. She also tried to sing a cappella...

"Qing Qing, there are so many songs, what are you worried about?"

I probably knew that she was bored recently, and the little angel said more and often jumped out to accompany her to relieve her boredom.

"These songs cannot be made public."

Mu Wan looked at the lyrics on the document, her beautiful eyes darkened.

The angel's pupils leaped and glanced curiously, seeing the content of the disease in the lyrics, and instantly understood.

"Good." The little angel said regretfully.

Mu Wanqing smiled, then closed the file and locked it again, still not finding inspiration.

These songs...

When she was in M ​​country, she was lying in a hospital bed and composed without any problems. The lyrics are related to heart disease, and the melody is a bit sad, like forcing herself to be optimistic and strong in despair.

"Qingqin, you will definitely get better!"

Listening to the little angel's encouragement, Mu Wanqing did not answer, she got up and looked out the window.

The clear sky is still blue, the gardeners in the rose garden are still busy pruning the flowering branches, everything is still the same... but Ye Yuchen is not here anymore.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing suddenly had inspiration, so he took a blank paper and wrote the lyrics while the iron was hot...