Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

four people?

She has four men.

Mu Qianqian was delighted, got out of the car with a smile, and happily helped him close the door.

Fu Yuhuang looked at Mu Qianqian's heartless appearance, and dark waves flowed in his eyes.

She is really easy to satisfy, so she can be happy.

Fu Yuhuang drove, ahead of him, to Mu's house.

Butler Lin accompanied him.

He entered the door of Mu's house.

When Mr. Mu saw Fu Yuhuang come in, a trace of hatred flashed in his elegant eyes, and he stood up, "I wonder why Mr. Fu came here so late?"

Fu Yuhuang handed over the document in his hand, "I have changed the 40-year property right of the Lanjing Imperial Garden to 70 years, which is a gift for the old man."

Mr. Mu didn't answer, and refused: "Thank you for the large amount of Mr. Fu. I have solved this problem. It is indeed the negligence of the child, and it is naturally our Mu's responsibility."

Fu Yuhuang's eyes narrowed a little, and he sat down on the chair.

Mr. Mu stood aside.

"There are some things that Mu's can't afford. For example, the Jiangjing Xindu Garden Jack incident, the Chengyu Guofu fire incident, and Mu's investment in a hotel abroad, right?" Fu Yuhuang said meaningfully.

Every time he said a word, Mr. Mu's face paled, "I don't know what Fu always means?"

Fu Yuhuang raised the corners of his mouth, "Backed by the mountains, the trees are great to enjoy the shade. I don't play with Qianqian. I want to marry her and be responsible for her next life."

Old Man Mu was shocked, clenched his fists tightly, tried his best to suppress his hatred, and lowered his head, "Thanks to President Fu's love, Qianqian already has a fiancé?"

"Who?" A cold light flashed across Fu Yuhuang's eyes.

"They get married next month, and they will invite President Fu at that time." Mr. Mu said without raising his head.

"Mu Qiusheng." Fu Yuhuang got angry and stood up with pursed lips.

The situation changed, and the aura also fluctuated with his emotions.

He looked down at Old Man Mu condescendingly, suspicion flashed in his Rui eyes, "I'm marrying her now, not playing with her, what else do you disagree with?"

Mu Qiusheng's eyes flickered, "It's true that Qianqian has already betrothed to someone else, so I don't want to lose faith in others."

"There are still arranged marriages?" Fu Yuhuang asked rhetorically, looking at Mu Qiusheng.

"Qianqian and him are in love with each other and love each other, please ask Mr. Fu to complete it." Mu Qiusheng didn't dare to express his anger.

"Really?" Fu Yuhuang asked rhetorically, condensing the atmosphere to zero.

The air pressure is very low, the flames are scattered, the swords are drawn, and if there is a slight difference, it is a frontal explosion.

Mu Qianqian jumped into the door, "Grandpa, I'm back."

Seeing Fu Yuhuang, in order to pretend, she asked with a smile, "Why are you here too?"

Fu Yuhuang didn't have Mu Qianqian's good mood, he looked at Mu Qianqian, his eyes were heavy, like eagle eyes, and there was murderous intent hidden in his sharp edge.

"Your grandfather said that you have already betrothed to someone else, and you will get married next month. You are still in harmony with that person. Is there such a thing?" Fu Yuhuang asked Mu Qianqian directly.

"Ah?" Mu Qian's eyes narrowed.

"Qianqian, since you are about to marry your fiancé, Mr. Fu's kindness should be rejected, and people should not be misunderstood," Mr. Mu reminded.

Mu Qianqian looked at Fu Yuhuang, who locked her sharply, and then at Old Man Mu, who was staring at her with frowning.

She knew that if Fu Yuhuang came to propose marriage, this would be the result.

Did she choose Fu Yuhuang or Grandpa?