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

The entrance of the kindergarten is like a sea of ​​joy, extremely lively and bustling.

Parents were talking one after another, some were sharing their children's recent interesting stories, some were exchanging parenting experiences, their words were like the gurgling of water, gentle and warm. The children's laughter was like a series of clear bell sounds, crisp and pleasant, full of childlike innocence.

The sounds intertwined together like a harmonious symphony, forming an extremely warm scene.

Deng Qiaoni followed Huo Yan out of the car. Huo Yan carefully held Huo Siqian, and the three of them just stood there quietly.

The bright sunshine sprinkled on them generously, outlining a layer of soft golden edge for them. From a distance, they looked like a warm painting, as if they were a happy family of three.

A parent nearby accidentally caught a glimpse of them, and an envious smile immediately appeared on his face. He said sincerely: "This family of three is so happy!"

When Huo Yan heard this, he immediately explained, "You misunderstood, this is the child's teacher." His voice was firm and polite, like a clear mountain stream, steady and powerful. There was a faint smile on his face, which was both cultured and a little distant, as if he was maintaining basic social etiquette but didn't want people to get too close to him.

Huo Siqian also said crisply: "Auntie, this is Sister Qiao Ni, my teacher."

Deng Qiaoni smiled awkwardly, and that smile was like a flower swaying in the wind, fragile and forced.

But in her heart, she was thinking: How nice it would be if they were really a family of three. Once this idea took root in her mind, it spread rapidly like a vine growing wildly, making it increasingly difficult for her to extricate herself.

Her eyes unconsciously fell on Huo Yan and Huo Siqian, imagining that if they were really her family, every morning and night would be filled with warmth and sweetness. However, she also knew clearly that this was just an unattainable fantasy, like the bright but untouchable stars in the night sky.

After getting on the bus, Huo Siqian was as excited as a happy little bird, and couldn't wait to share his experience in kindergarten: "Dad, Sister Qiaoni, I ran really fast when playing games in kindergarten today, and I was the first to reach the finish line! And when I was drawing, the teacher praised me for my excellent color matching!"

His little face was filled with pride and joy, and that brilliant smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world. His eyes were sparkling with excitement, like two bright stars, shining brightly.

Deng Qiaoni responded absentmindedly, her thoughts drifting far away, her eyes looking through the car window at the receding scenery outside, but the warm scene at the kindergarten gate kept replaying in her mind. She envied the natural closeness and longed for the warmth of family.

It was something she had always longed for deep down but never truly possessed.

Huo Yan noticed Deng Qiaoni's trance and asked softly, "Teacher Deng, are you too tired?" There was a hint of concern in his voice and a questioning look in his eyes.

Deng Qiaoni quickly shook her head and said, "No, the young master is very lively and cute."

She forced a smile, but it seemed a little stiff, trying to hide the turmoil in her heart.

Huo Siqian noticed something was wrong with the teacher and asked worriedly, "Sister Qiao Ni, are you feeling unwell?"

His little hand was holding the corner of Deng Qiaoni's clothes, his eyes were full of concern, and that innocent look seemed to be able to see through all disguises.

Deng Qiaoni did not deny it, but just gently touched Huo Siqian's head and said, "Don't worry, young master, sister is fine."

Unconsciously, the car slowly returned to the villa. The three people got out of the car, and the breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. The breeze was like a gentle hand, gently caressing their faces, bringing a moment of tranquility and comfort.

At this time, Huo Yan's sister Lin Xingran happened to come to visit. She saw the three people from afar and was delighted to think that the woman was Qiao Qin. She trotted over. Her steps were brisk, like jumping notes, and her heart was full of anticipation.

But when she got closer, she found that it was a strange woman. Her face was instantly filled with confusion and dissatisfaction, and her brows were furrowed like two black lines tangled together.

She immediately asked angrily: "Brother, who is she?"

Lin Xingran's voice was sharp and urgent, like a sharp arrow, instantly breaking the original calm.

Huo Yan frowned slightly, with a hint of reproach in his voice and helplessness in his eyes, and said: "Xingran, don't be so rude. This is Teacher Deng, Siqian's tutor."

Lin Xingran looked Deng Qiaoni up and down, her eyes full of suspicion and vigilance, as if she was examining an uninvited guest. She said, "Tutor? How come I have never heard of it?"

His tone was full of doubt, and he crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was unwilling to believe it easily.

Deng Qiaoni stood aside, feeling so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. She clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and the corners were slightly deformed by her clenching.

Her face flushed slightly, she bit her lips lightly, and said in a low and anxious voice: "Miss, you misunderstood, I just..." Before she finished her words, she felt that in such a situation, any explanation would seem pale and powerless.

At this moment, Qiao Qin came out of the villa, saw this scene, and said with a smile: "What are you all doing standing outside? Come in."

The voice was gentle and kind, like a spring breeze, dissolving the tension and awkwardness in the air.

Everyone then walked into the villa, but Deng Qiaoni's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. Like a frightened deer, she followed everyone cautiously, and every step was filled with hesitation and uneasiness.

After entering the villa, Deng Qiaoni remained silent, like a quiet statue, just curled up quietly in the corner. Her eyes were downcast, her expression was gloomy, as if she was shrouded in a layer of haze.

Lin Xingran's eyes swept over her from time to time, and those eyes were still full of deep suspicion and undisguised dissatisfaction, like two sharp cold winds, trying to pierce Deng Qiaoni's fragile defense.

Huo Yan noticed all this keenly. He coughed lightly, breaking the oppressive silence, and said, "Si Qian has learned a lot under the guidance of Teacher Deng recently.

Lin Xingran curled her lips, still with an unconvinced look on her face, but she finally stopped talking.

Huo Siqian, like a happy little deer, skipped to Deng Qiaoni's side, held her hand tightly, and said in a childish but firm voice: "Sister Qiaoni, ignore auntie, I like you."

Deng Qiaoni touched his head with emotion, tears glistening in her eyes, a light mixed with emotion and relief.

At dinner time, everyone sat around the dining table. Deng Qiaoni still looked a little reserved, her body slightly tense, she just ate silently, and every bite seemed to taste like chewing wax.

Qiao Qin noticed her uneasiness, and always had a gentle smile on her face. From time to time, she found some light-hearted and pleasant topics to try to ease the tense atmosphere.

However, Deng Qiaoni's heart could never calm down, like the turbulent waves on the sea in a storm.

She didn't know if she could continue to stay here?