CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

Mu Qianqian opened her eyes in a daze. Her head hurt, but she didn't have the strength to lift it and rub it. The sunlight streaming in from the window reflected off her eyes when she first opened them, and she wondered if such a beautiful light could only appear in heaven. Voices rang in her ears. She could not hear them clearly, and she did not want to strain herself to listen to anything.    

    

"Why isn't she awake yet?" The man's voice was cold, but Mu Qianqian could hear a trace of anxiety in his cold voice.    

    

"She suffered too much from the stimulation and was mentally exhausted, so she will naturally wake up after she has rested enough."    

    

"Send all the contracts on my table over."    

    

Bai Sheng looked at Luo Yu speechlessly as he left the ward to get the contract. Wearing a white doctor's uniform, he probed Mu Qianqian's body temperature before turning around to explain some related matters to the medical staff at the side.    

    

"I got a new batch of experimental tools from my lab. I'm going back to the island to check for myself. Sorry to trouble you, Young Master Rong, to take a break during my absence."    

    

Bai Sheng smiled as he patted Rong Heting's shoulder and went to the locker room. He bumped into Luo Yu, who came back with a pile of contracts, with sympathy in his eyes. He looked at Luo Yu helplessly, but when he brushed past Luo Yu, he caught a glimpse of the label on the document's surface.    

    

The Blood Source Questionnaire within Rong's? Bai Sheng looked back at Rong Heting, who was sitting on the sofa flipping through some documents, and shook his head helplessly. That guy heard that Mu Qianqian's blood type was special, so he wanted to store the blood in advance for her?    

    

Mu Qianqian's stiff fingers moved slightly as she listened to the footsteps that came from time to time. The pain in her head became more and more obvious as the light became brighter and brighter.    

    

"Ah, Miss Qianqian has woken up!"    

    

A nurse was the first to notice that Mu Qianqian had opened her eyes and shouted in surprise.    

    

She was glad that she still had a life to live. When the people at the hospital saw Mu Qianqian being carried in by Rong Heting, they were so scared that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. They all remembered that Miss Qianqian went through the discharge procedures this morning. Was it because Miss Qianqian had offended Young Master Rong again? They all remembered the way Young Master Rong looked when he was angry.    

    

Hearing the nurse's words, Rong Heting immediately threw the stack of A4 papers on the table, got up and walked to the bedside.    

    

Mu Qianqian stared at the ceiling above her in a daze. She couldn't tell if it was a dream or a reality. All sorts of noises in her ears seemed to have failed her until a familiar face appeared in her line of sight.    

    

"Qianqian, how are you feeling?"    

    

Rong Heting didn't even know how worried he sounded right now. He only knew that his little thing had been unconscious for two days and two nights.    

    

After leaving that night, Rong Heting was extremely agitated. He didn't want to be affected by a woman. He resisted the urge to come to the hospital for two days and didn't ask Mu Qianqian about anything. Today, he came to the hospital using the excuse that he had come to find Bai Sheng. He asked about Mu Qianqian's condition but didn't know that she hadn't woken up yet. Thinking about what Bai Sheng had told him that night, he was truly worried.    

    

It was rare for Rong Heting to have a mild tone. Seeing that Mu Qianqian's eyes were empty after waking up, he did not dare to make too much noise as he was afraid of scaring off such a timid woman.    

    

Rong Heting looked at Mu Qianqian, who stiffly turned her gaze towards him after hearing his words. Rong Heting wanted to say a few more words to her, but Mu Qianqian pushed his hand away, as if she saw the most terrifying scene in her heart. She retreated towards the corner of the bed in panic, her entire body trembling.    

    

Mu Qianqian retreated to the corner of the bed, leaning against the wall. She still didn't seem to feel safe. She pulled the quilt over her and covered her body. Even her head was covered.    

    

Rong Heting stretched out his hand and froze it in the air. Suddenly, he felt that the air in the room had become much colder due to the arrival of autumn. Looking at the quilt that was constantly shaking in the corner, his heart felt as if it had been ruthlessly punched by someone. It was extremely painful.    

    

Rong Heting retracted his hand and looked around the ward coldly. All the doctors and nurses who came quickly because of Mu Qianqian's awakening all retreated tactfully. After Luo Yu closed the door gently, Rong Heting went to a small quilt that kept shaking in the corner.    

    

He slowly lifted up the blanket covering Mu Qianqian's head. The first thing that entered Rong Heting's eyes was a pale and bloodless little face.    

    

Mu Qianqian's eyes were filled with panic and helplessness. The moment she saw Rong Heting, tears gushed out uncontrollably from her eyes. In other words, she had lost all sense of whether she was crying or not.    

    

Mu Qianqian's mind was filled with the words she had heard that night in the Ronghao International Enterprise office. She continuously refused the man's body that was slowly approaching her, and the words that came out of her mouth were intermittent but filled with fear.    

    

"Don't come over, don't …" "No!"    

    

"Let me go, I won't …" I don't serve other men... No... "No!"    

    

"I was wrong …" I was wrong... Don't come near me! "    

    

The moment Rong Heting hugged her, Mu Qianqian was so scared that her hands and feet kept kicking and hitting her. Her tears became more and more violent, staining the front of the man's clothes. As Mu Qianqian screamed, the man's warm lips instantly covered her soft lips, and he kissed all the refusals he didn't want to hear again.    

    

Mu Qianqian was scared senseless. A familiar smell lingered in her nose, making her instinctively want to escape. However, all the wailing sounds were snatched away by the man's hot lips, and his slender arms could not move the pincers on his body. The man only let out a breath of relief when Mu Qianqian was about to faint again after the air in her chest was slowly devoured by him. Mu Qianqian, on the other hand, could only cry and not utter a single word.    

    

Rong Heting saw that Mu Qianqian's breathing calmed down as she breathed, so he held his little girl in his arms again. Feeling her uncontrollable trembling, Rong Heting lowered his head and kissed Mu Qianqian's forehead.    

    

"Little thing, don't be afraid. It's over, it's all over."    

    

Holding Mu Qianqian's head with both hands, Rong Heting stared into Mu Qianqian's eyes and softly affirmed Mu Qianqian's mutterings when she was in a daze.    

    

"Don't be afraid. You're mine. Qianqian, you're mine. It's just mine. Don't be afraid."    

    

Rong Heting lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Mu Qianqian's. When Mu Qianqian wanted to escape again, he kissed her again, but this time, he didn't tyrannically steal her breath. Instead, he very gently kissed her soft lips, occasionally chasing after the softness in her mouth.