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

Qiao Qin turned her head, took a deep look at Huo Shiyan, then turned and left the hospital.

The night is dark.

There were not many people on the road, and she drove quickly to the place designated by Huo Xiaofei.

Next to the apartment is a construction site that is still under construction.

Qiao Qin frowned slightly. No wonder she hadn't found Huo Xiaofei. It turned out that she was hiding in this place.

A cold wind blew by, and the temperature around seemed exceptionally low.

Qiao Qin pulled her coat closer, made up her mind, and walked into Qingyu Apartment step by step.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door was particularly clear at night.

Qiao Qin knocked a few times, but there was no response. She pushed the door gently and found that it was not locked.

Accompanied by a 'creak' sound.

The door slowly opened.

A pungent smell of blood hit me in the face.

As far as the eye could see, Huo Xiaofei was lying in a pool of blood with a dagger stuck in his chest, and his life or death was unknown.

Qiao Qin's pupils narrowed slightly, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart instantly reached its peak.

Run away!

She turned around and wanted to leave, but when she looked up, she saw a strange man wearing a clown mask.

Before Qiao Qin could scream, she felt a heavy blow on the back of her head.

Consciousness faded away bit by bit.

"Are you awake?"

A cold male voice came from the opposite side. Qiao Qin frowned, supported her forehead with one hand, and suddenly opened her eyes. Her thick and long eyelashes hid the surprise in them.

Huo Shiyan?

Why is he here?

Who is that man in the mask?

Qiao Qin only felt a dull pain at the back of her head, as if she had forgotten something.

Huo Shiyan waited for a long time without getting a response. Seeing Qiao Qin's dull face and seemed distracted, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist and took a sip of coffee: "Xiao Zhou, give her the contract."

"Contact me after you've thought it over. I'll go and explain to Grandpa. It's better to be quick. Grandpa doesn't have much time." After saying that, Huo Shiyan put down the cup expressionlessly, stood up and left.

Qiao Qin blinked, still not recovering from the shadow of her own death, and blankly took the paper handed to her by Assistant Yan. The next second, her temples began to throb with pain, and fine beads of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The next second, her attention was drawn to the black words on the white paper in her hand. It was handed to her by the man named Xiao Zhou when she just woke up.

She pinched the thin paper, secretly amazed, and then the first four words came into her sight - Marriage Agreement.

Party A Huo Shiyan

Party B Qiao Qin

Party A and Party B are getting married. Party A voluntarily donates 10 million yuan. Party B shall not interfere in any affairs of Party A, otherwise the contract will be void...

Qiao Qin was stunned.

This scene seemed to have happened not long ago, but it was obviously not with Huo Shiyan.

Why is this happening?

Qiao Qin thought about it, and finally took out her mobile phone. Her slender fingertips slid across the shiny screen, finally stopping at the call interface.

The other end rang a few times before answering. Huo Shiyan's low voice came, a little cold, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Qin said sincerely, "I've thought about it and the contract has been signed. Don't worry, I will only do my job and won't go beyond that."

Huo Shiyan: "I see, are you still in the cafe?"

Qiao Qin: "Ah? Yes."

"I'll let Assistant Yan contact you about the follow-up situation." Huo Shiyan remained calm, as if he was not dealing with a major life event, but just a very ordinary job.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qin pressed his brows and finally had a chance to observe the surrounding environment. There were not many people in the coffee shop, and the gentle pure music echoed in his ears, unconsciously soothing the negative emotions in his heart.

Assistant Yan rushed over and immediately saw the woman sitting upright by the window. The warm sunlight poured down and scattered on her delicate profile, exuding a dignified and elegant charm.

Assistant Yan walked to the table and noticed the woman's gaze fluttering over. Her black and white almond-shaped eyes were deep and solemn. He retracted his gaze like a conditioned reflex, lowered his posture, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "Ms. Qiao, Mr. Huo asked me to take you to the villa."

Qiao Qin nodded slightly: "Let's go."

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly overhead, Qiao Qin narrowed her eyes slightly and couldn't help but look around.

There were people coming and going on the streets, and all kinds of shops on both sides, it was bustling and noisy.

Assistant Yan walked to the black car and opened the door. "Ms. Qiao, please."

Qiao Qin sat in the back row, and the scenery outside the windows on both sides slowly receded.

A myriad of thoughts ran through his mind, and before he knew it, the low-key car drove into a group of villas, until it stopped in front of the most magnificent villa in the center.

Assistant Yan parked the car and followed closely behind, "Ms. Qiao, I have already told the butler, if you have anything to ask, you can tell him directly, and if you can't solve it, just come to me."

Qiao Qin: "Okay."

Assistant Yan was a little hesitant. At present, Mr. Huo's fiancée who suddenly appeared was quite easy to talk to. However, regarding this matter... he said with a stiff upper lip: "Well, did Miss Qiao bring her household registration book? I will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau this afternoon to help you and Mr. Huo with the formalities."

Although it was an agreed marriage, it is conceivable that marriage is very important to girls. However, the photos on the marriage certificate are all photoshopped, and the couple didn't even go to the scene. Assistant Yan lowered his head guiltily, ready to be scolded.

Qiao Qin paused, turned slowly, and looked up and down at the person in front of him.

A breeze blew by, and Assistant Yan shivered. He felt an inexplicable chill between his legs, and his head lowered lower and lower.

At this time, the woman's gentle voice broke the silence, and her words were a bit polite: "Of course I brought it. Thank you for troubling Assistant Yan."

The night deepens and the sky is dotted with stars.

A pure black Maybach stopped at the door of the villa. Huo Shiyan got out of the car and strode in.

Uncle Li was sitting at the entrance hall. When he saw the familiar figure, he walked forward with a smile. At the same time, the pendulum clock in the living room rang, and the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock, not a second off.

As the knocking sound rang out, Uncle Li suddenly remembered something and sighed silently in his heart.

Huo Shiyan paused slightly, and his hands hanging at his sides suddenly tightened and loosened. He didn't come back to his senses until the bell stopped. His voice was a little hoarse: "Aunt Song, I said you don't have to wait for me."

Aunt Song shook her head: "You have to wait."

Huo Shiyan didn't say anything else. He walked to the study on the second floor. Just as he sat down to deal with the rest of the work for the day, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Enter."

Aunt Song walked in, carefully holding the porcelain bowl in both hands. "This is the soup that Madam specifically asked me to make for the young master. It's good for your health."

Huo Shiyan was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that there was a new person in the house, who was also his nominal wife...

stew?

What does she want to do?

Huo Shiyan frowned, and seeing that Wang Ma was still waiting for his reply, he had no choice but to nod first, "Well, put it down."

Aunt Song smiled even more happily, and before closing the door, she reminded him, "Master, remember to drink."

Huo Shiyan said nothing. He glanced at the steaming soup on the table, lowered his head, and continued to correct the documents.