My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

A glimmer of curiosity suddenly flashed across Deng Qiaoni's lively eyes, but she said slowly, "Because Miss Qiao is kind-hearted?"

Qiao Qin shook her head gently, her beautiful eyes fixed on Deng Qiaoni, a trace of nostalgia flashed across her eyes, her voice was low and powerful: "Because I see my past self in you."

"What?" Deng Qiaoni's eyes widened when she heard this, her mouth opened as if an egg could fit in it, and her face was filled with shock and disbelief, as if she had heard the most incredible thing in the world. Her heart was like a storm, and she could not imagine that the noble and elegant Miss Qiao in front of her would say such a thing.

Qiao Qin raised her head slightly, looking through the window at the distant sky, as if she was lost in deep memories. She said slowly: "Qiao Ni, do you know? I was just an ordinary student at A University. The days back then were simple and pure. I strolled around every corner of the campus with a vision for the future. However, fate played a huge joke on me after I graduated."

Qiao Qin's tone suddenly became heavy.

"My father suddenly became seriously ill and was lying in the emergency room with his life in danger. The high cost of 10,000 yuan a day was like a heavy mountain that made me breathless. I had just graduated at that time and had no savings. Faced with such a huge amount of money, I felt extremely desperate and helpless. I was at the end of my rope and even had some unbearable thoughts. Just when I was at my wit's end, Huo Yan appeared and saved me. He was like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating my way forward and giving me hope and courage."

After Qiao Qin finished speaking, a sweet smile appeared on her face involuntarily. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and warm.

Deng Qiaoni was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time. She stood there blankly, looking straight at Qiao Qin, as if she wanted to find any trace of lying on her face.

However, Qiao Qin's sincere expression and the tears in her eyes made her believe it all.

Deng Qiaoni could never have imagined that someone like Miss Qiao, who was so high and mighty, lived in such a luxurious villa, and was accompanied by such an excellent husband like Mr. Huo, actually had such a rough past.

Deng Qiaoni's heart was beating very fast, like the beats of a drum, "bang bang bang" non-stop.

She thought to herself: Since Qiao Qin can have such an opportunity, do I have a chance too? I am even younger and also a top student at University A. Perhaps, fate will open a door to happiness for me at some unexpected moment.

Just as her thoughts were in turmoil, she suddenly heard a caring call.

"Qiao Ni, are you too tired?" Qiao Qin's gentle voice came. The voice seemed to carry a magical power, instantly pulling Deng Qiao Ni back to reality from her fantasy.

Deng Qiaoni came back to her senses in an instant, and her face suddenly flushed, the red was like the gorgeous sunset in the sky, beautiful and shy. She felt extremely ashamed and guilty, secretly scolding herself for thinking about it while taking care of Qiao Qin.

She quickly shook her head and said, "Ms. Qiao, I'm fine. I was just distracted. I'm sorry." Then she quickly put those messy thoughts behind her.

Deng Qiaoni carefully covered Qiao Qin with the quilt. Her movements were as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake, for fear of waking up the already tired Qiao Qin. After covering the quilt, Deng Qiaoni left the room with a shaky step, as if she had lost her soul. Qiao Qin's experiences kept echoing in her mind, making her thoughts confused. Her mood was like a tangled mess, and she couldn't sort it out.

Inadvertently, she saw the cufflink that Huo Yan had left on the dining table, which was shining charmingly under the light. The luster seemed to have a mysterious attraction, which made Deng Qiaoni walk forward involuntarily. She picked up the cufflink and looked at it carefully, thinking that this cufflink must be very important to Mr. Huo, otherwise it would not be so exquisite.

After some consideration, Deng Qiaoni decided to go to the Huo Group in person to return the cufflinks. Feeling nervous and uneasy, she came to the magnificent building of the Huo Group. The building was soaring into the sky, and the glass curtain wall shone brightly under the sunlight, exuding a daunting majesty.

Deng Qiaoni took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to walk into the building. As soon as she stepped into the building, before she could even open her mouth, she was stopped by the sharp eyes and cold voice of the front desk: "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"

Deng Qiaoni shook her head nervously, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "No."

The receptionist curled her lips in disdain, her eyes full of sarcasm, and said coldly: "Every day, there are people who overestimate their abilities and come to see Mr. Huo. Why don't you look in the mirror? Mr. Huo already has a beautiful wife, and the couple is very loving. Don't dream on!"

Deng Qiaoni's face instantly turned red, like a ripe tomato. She stood there awkwardly, biting her lips helplessly, her heart filled with grievance and shame. She wanted to explain, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

People around her cast strange looks at her, and those looks were like sharp blades, piercing Deng Qiaoni's heart. She felt her body trembling slightly, as if she was in the ice and snow, cold and helpless.

At this moment, the receptionist's originally mocking look instantly changed her expression after seeing the cufflinks. Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, revealing a surprised expression. Then, her attitude changed 180 degrees, her face was full of flattering smiles, and her voice became particularly flattering: "Oh, I'm so sorry, miss, I didn't recognize it. This is Mr. Huo's most treasured cufflinks, and I didn't recognize it at the first time."

Deng Qiaoni raised her chin slightly, trying to make her voice sound less trembling: "I just came to give this cufflink to Mr. Huo. He accidentally left it at home."

The receptionist nodded and bowed quickly, saying, "Then please come in, please come in. I'll take you to Mr. Huo's office." As she said that, she hurriedly walked out from behind the counter and led the way.

Deng Qiaoni followed the front desk. Along the way, she could feel the curious eyes of the surrounding employees shooting at her like sharp arrows. She lowered her head, twisted the corners of her clothes unconsciously with her hands, and felt uneasy.

Finally, they arrived at the door of Mr. Huo's office. The receptionist knocked on the door carefully. After getting permission, he gently pushed the door open and motioned Deng Qiaoni to go in.

Deng Qiaoni took a deep breath and walked into the office with a heavy step. Huo Yan was sitting at his desk, frowning, concentrating on the documents in his hands. His profile was clearly defined, like a work of art carefully carved by a master sculptor. The office was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, which made people feel peaceful and solemn.

Hearing the footsteps, Huo Yan raised his head with a hint of confusion on his face.

Deng Qiaoni mustered up her courage, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Huo, these are the cufflinks you left at home. I brought them to you."

When Huo Yan saw the cufflinks, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he said, "Thank you."