Chapter 1

[Li's youngest son died of a heart attack on the wedding night! The killer is suspected to be a new wife! 】

the apple of Mu's family finally got married with the one he loved.

However, on the second day of marriage, a report exploded in the upper class. Mu Yao was said to be the murderer of her husband!

On the big bed of European classical style, Mu Yao opens her eyes, and her clear water eyes are still a little bleary.

"Haotian..."

She whispered to her new husband, and after a long time there was no response.

Mu Yao can't help rubbing her temple. The tearing pain on her body and the mixed breathing of men and women in her memory tell her about the romantic and snowy night she experienced last night.

Mu Yao sat up, her delicate white face tinged with thin crimson.

"Miss mu."

A well-dressed maid pushed through the door and stood in front of the bed with her chin.

"Are you?"

"Miss mu, sir, I hope you will see this first after you wake up." With that, the maid handed over a newspaper with a cold voice and no emotion.

Wake up to see her husband, but a strange maid to her, Mu Yao impatiently sat by the bed, did not take the newspaper, haughty asked: "which gentleman?"

The maid didn't answer, and she still insisted on handing the newspaper. It seemed that as long as Mu Yao didn't answer, she was going to keep this annoying look all the time.

Hum, it's just a newspaper. What can't be read? Mu Yao pulls the newspaper. When she sees the big headline, her pupil suddenly shrinks.

"Li's youngest son died of a heart attack on the wedding night! The murderer is suspected to be the new wife

Half of the page is a picture of her muyao, wearing sunglasses and arrogant expression. Under this title, it is particularly ironic.

"What a joke!"

Mu Yao frowned and glared at the strange woman and called out: "Haotian, where has he gone? Why should he play such a joke with me?"

The maid is like a robot, standing still.

"Who planned this?" Mu Yao's Apricot eyes are slightly narrowed, questioning and tearing up the newspaper at the same time.

Maybe someone wants to hurt her. It's definitely a conspiracy.

Debris four fly, Mu Yao gas even shoes are regardless of want to go out of the room, "don't say, I'll check myself!"

Unexpectedly, the bodyguard outside the door blocked her way.

"Li Haotian, you come out, this is not fun at all! I don't like games like this! "

Mu Yao called out her husband's name. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. She asked the maid again: "where's my father? I'm looking for my dad

The maid turned a blind eye to her excitement and calmly replied, "Miss mu, this is Paris. You can't find Mr. mu."

"Paris?" Mu Yao is stunned in situ, as if he was beaten to death.

"In the future, there will be regular food delivery every day. There are three groups of security patrols around the house. Please don't go out."

The maid said and walked out of the room.

Mu Yao broke down in an instant, pounding at the door and twisting the locked door handle, "you come back to me! Make it clear! You have no right to keep me here! "

The answer to her is endless silence and silence.

Mu Yao's heart drops bit by bit, and she finally believes that this is not a game of trickery.

"What the hell is going on..."

It seemed that everything was arranged. She became a prisoner in the room, and she was branded as a murderer of her husband.

She can't think of it. I just feel invisible, there is a huge conspiracy is covering her.

……

Eight months later.

In the dead of night, on mufta street, a thin woman was walking along the wall.

On a closer look, her bulging stomach is already huge, as if she is about to give birth. The woman's right hand is holding her stomach, and her forehead is covered with sweat.

Mu Yao said to himself, "just stick to it for a while."

She bit her lower lip and couldn't tell whether her face was covered with snow or tears.

Two hundred meters away.

There is an unlicensed clinic at the end of the street, which is relatively inexpensive.

The child's sudden tumult in her stomach made muyao, who was already weak, more painful. She had to stop her steps. Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck on her face in embarrassment.

Muyao is pregnant. She is a child left on the wedding night. She does not believe that Li Haotian is dead. She must find him and tell him the great news!

Because of the children in the belly, the servants dare not neglect. Mu Yao took the opportunity to escape from that hellish place and lived alone in Paris for six months!

I saw a foreign woman coming towards her.

"Miss, please, help me..."

Mu Yao does not care to ask for help, abnormal abdominal pain tells her that she is about to give birth.

Wearing only a sweater, she fell down in the snow, holding passers-by like a madman, and pleaded for help in faltering French.However, no one was willing to help her.

The foreign woman took a look at her with a neurotic eye, quickened her pace and passed her by.

"Save Life. "

Breathing out white heat, Mu Yao's vision is blurred. She wants to reach out to grab the man, but she has no strength

Consciousness is being stripped inch by inch.

On the streets of Paris in December, the wind is piercing and the snow is falling.

"Mr. Li, Miss Mu is over there..."

The low-key luxury Rolls Royce stops by the side of the road.

A pair of deep eyes in the car looked at Mu Yao on the side of the road, and then moved away from his sight mercilessly.

The man sitting in the back seat clearly wore the warmest Beige woolen overcoat, but his eyebrows were full of striking sharpness. "Since she has the ability to run for six months, let her live and die."

The words from thin lips are colder than the wind and snow.

"Yes."

In the rearview mirror, half of the man's upright facial features are hidden in the dark shadow, and his dark eyes are extremely bright under the light.