"Except for Madame, I haven't seen a second woman who can make Mr. President so anxious."

"Forget it, no matter how much this woman is loved by Mr., it is impossible for her to sit in the position of the president's wife." A little maid whispered.

"She's a killer. You didn't see her horrible look. And it's also a Bobia killer, do you think the people can let a Bobia killer be our first lady? ”

Tang Rou lowered her eyelids and walked over slowly, but she didn't hear their discussions, and walked into the bedroom very calmly.

Close the door.

A somewhat familiar scene came to her mind, when Qi Zheng's political enemies wanted to pull him off his horse and then attack him in every possible way.

Qi Zheng didn't have any weaknesses that he could attack, so they started with her.

dug up all the so-called "black history" she used to have, and at that time, almost all the people of the whole country were criticizing her, spitting on her and scolding her.

Qi Zheng resolutely stood by her side at that time, resolutely refused to divorce her, and even prepared his resignation.

Those maids are right, her current identity is more black than the "entertainment star" Tang Rou, and who can accept the president of their country marrying a cold-blooded killer who has taken many lives?

If she recognizes Qi Zheng by then, will he experience another more serious crisis?

Tang Rou was in a trance, and the excitement of flirting with her man just now had gradually disappeared.

A faint sadness welled up on his brow.

The previous self finally "died" for Qi Zheng, and all the scolding stopped and immediately turned into support.

And what about her now? Do you want to die again?

Tang Rou pounded the pillow on the bed with some irritation.

Now that she has experienced so much, it is impossible for Tang Rou to be impulsive back then, she has to think too much.

Early the next morning, Tang Rou saw an unexpected guest.

"Hello, Miss Vivien."

It was Su Xiaoya, whose belly was already very big, and she sat in the living room and greeted herself with a smile.

Su Xiaoya and her mother-in-law Jian Xiaomin came to the presidential palace together.

Jian Xiaomin was still holding Xiao Weiran, who looked like a koala in her arms.

Xiao Weiran has been in the Qi family's old house for the past few days, and she will cry and make trouble in anyone's arms.

Jian Xiaomin tried her best to no avail, so she could only coax her to quiet down at any time with Tang Rou's photos and various toys.

Now Xiao Weiran in her arms is playing with a photo of her mother.

But as soon as he saw Vivian coming down, he immediately threw Tang Rou's photo aside.

He stretched out his hands for her to hug.

"It's so weird. Xiao Weiran would actually want this woman to hug! ”

Jian Xiaomin's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Does Xiao Weiran want a mother?"

Tang Rou first greeted Su Xiaoya and Jian Xiaomin, and then reached out and hugged Xiao Weiran in her arms.

Xiao Weiran arrived in her arms, really like a cute little sheep, and her little head was obediently attached to her arms.

A pair of smart eyes looked around, not crying at all.

"Yes, I think this Vivian and Xiao Weiran are particularly fateful." Su Xiaoya bit her mother-in-law's ear.

"I heard that Uncle and Vivian are like, that, the relationship is a bit ambiguous. If Xiao Weiran likes her so much, in fact, she is not bad as Xiao Weiran's mother. ”

"But not long after Xiao Weiran's mother died, Qi Zheng changed his mind?" Jian Xiaomin was angry.

(Education 123 Literature Network)