Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian looked at Song Yi excitedly, her crescent-like eyes curved, "Dad Song promised to help me?"

Song Yi looked down at Mu Qianqian, lifted Liu Hai over her forehead, revealing a pure face.

He likes to hear her call Papa Song, it feels very strange, as if she is really his daughter.

However, this title would reveal her identity.

She would be a 'guinea pig' in someone else's lab.

"You will still call me Doctor Song in the future, and you must keep your true identity secret. Since I helped you, you must live, you know?" Song Yi rubbed Mu Qianqian's head.

Mu Qianqian raised her small fist, "Come on."

"Don't rush, I still have some skills to teach you, how much can you learn before 'Master' invites you?" Dr. Song said solemnly.

"I will do my best," Mu Qianqian said.

Dr. Song wrote a sick note, sent it to the school, and asked Mu Qianqian to take three days off.

She studied every skill taught by Dr. Song seriously and understood it when she was dreaming.

Her ability to accept is very strong, which is beyond Song Yi's expectations.

At six o'clock this afternoon on Saturday, she received a call from her master.

"Mu Qianqian, come to Jindu Emgrand at eight o'clock." The 'master' was completely commanding, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Mu Qianqian ran in front of Song Yi, excited and nervous, "Doctor Song, 'Master' has an appointment with me, at eight o'clock in the Jindu Emperor."

Dr. Song frowned, "Jindu Emgrand is a private club, it's hard to get in if you're not a member, I can only stay in the car, you hide the drug in your fingernails, monitor what is ready, be careful about everything.

"I will." Mu Qianqian also became more cautious.

She put on hot pants that were easy to move, a black half-fruit X hood, a pink silk mesh bat shirt, and her perfect figure was looming, which outlined a sexy and sultry figure.

Sharp, reinforced plastic daggers are hidden in high-top boots.

Dr. Song handed the bag to Mu Qianqian, "Are you familiar with how to use the bag?"

Mu Qianqian made an OK gesture, "Don't worry Dr. Song, I won't be sloppy in matters of life-threatening matters."

"'Master' is insidious and cunning, and has many tricks. You must take precautions and take precautions." Dr. Song reminded.

Mu Qianqian hugged Dr. Song and lowered her eyes.

She knew that going to Jindu Emgrand this time might be a trap.

She is not afraid, and it doesn't matter, as long as she accomplishes her goal.

It's just that I don't know how Fu Yuhuang is doing now?Somewhat regrettable.

"I'm leaving." Mu Qianqian raised her brightest smile.

Song Yi looked at her and smiled, but instead became more sad and nodded.

Mu Qianqian came to the gate of Jindu Imperial Palace.

At eight o'clock, this golden-yellow splendid building is brightly lit, and it looks very upscale.

"Let's go." Someone shouted from behind.

Mu Qianqian subconsciously stepped aside and turned around.

Fu Yuhuang walked over surrounded by eight bodyguards.

He was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and a cool hairstyle, with one hand in his pocket, sturdy facial features, and a beautiful silhouette. He stared sharply in front of him, without looking at her passing.

He seemed to be recovering well, and she was relieved.

Jindu Emgrand, Fu Yuhuang actually came too.

Is the 'Master' designing something again?

Mu Qianqian looked around and saw that someone in the middle room on the fourth floor had just closed the curtains...