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

Days passed, but Qiao Qin could not erase the image of the homeless man from her mind.

Whenever it was late at night and she lay in bed, her thoughts would drift away involuntarily. She didn't know why she was so concerned about a stranger. Perhaps it was his story, or the look of hope in despair, that deeply touched the softest part of her heart.

"How is he now? Has he found food? Will those debt collectors come to trouble him again?"

Qiao Qin's heart was filled with worry and concern, and she would even be distracted from time to time while working, thinking about the homeless man's situation.

On this day, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the streets of the city, giving everything a warm golden color.

Qiao Qin finished a day's work and was walking tiredly on her way home from get off work. When she passed that familiar remote corner, an inexplicable expectation suddenly surged in her heart. She couldn't help but quicken her pace, and her eyes searched the corner eagerly.

Sure enough, the homeless man was still there, curled up and leaning against the wall. He seemed even weaker, his face was pale and his eyes were empty, as if he had lost all hope.

Qiao Qin's heart suddenly tightened, and she walked over without hesitation and squatted down in front of the homeless man.

The homeless man heard the noise and slowly raised his head. When he saw Qiao Qin, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"It's you……"

He said weakly, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible. "Thank you for the money you gave me last time. I haven't eaten for several days."

Qiao Qin's heart softened. Looking at the homeless man's haggard face and thin body, her eyes couldn't help but redden. She quickly said, "Why are you like this again? Those debt collectors haven't come to bother you again, have they?"

The tramp shook his head and said with a wry smile: "No, they probably thought I had nothing left to chase. I was just hungry and didn't have the energy to look for food anymore."

After hearing this, Qiao Qin felt even more upset. Without saying a word, she stood up and walked quickly to a nearby store.

After a while, Qiao Qin came back with some food and water. She handed the food to the homeless man and said gently, "Eat quickly. Don't starve."

The tramp looked at her gratefully, his eyes full of tears. He took the food with trembling hands and began to eat it voraciously.

Looking at his hungry appearance, Qiao Qin's heart was filled with sympathy and she spoke softly.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

While eating the food, the homeless man said incoherently: "Thank you, you are such a good person. I haven't felt such warmth for a long time."

Qiao Qin frowned, looking at the weak yet stubborn homeless man in front of her, and sighed deeply: "No need to thank me, I just did what I should do. What are you going to do in the future? You can't keep wandering like this."

The breeze blew gently, blowing up a few strands of Qiao Qin's hair. Her eyes were full of concern and worry. Looking at the ill-fated person in front of her, an inexplicable heartache surged in her heart.

The homeless man was silent for a moment, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to find Jasmine, regardless of life or death."

Although his voice was weak, it was full of determination. His eyes looked into the distance, as if he was recalling every moment with Jasmine. That was the only belief in his heart, supporting him to move forward in this difficult world.

Qiao Qin was slightly startled, and couldn't help but sigh at his infatuation.

"But if you keep looking aimlessly like this, when will you find her? And your own life is so difficult." Qiao Qin tried to persuade him to give up this unrealistic idea, "Maybe you can settle down first and look for her when you have better conditions."

The homeless man shook his head slowly, his eyes revealing endless sadness and determination. "No, I can't stop. I have been looking for her for so many years. I can't give up. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will continue to look for her."

Qiao Qin sighed helplessly, knowing that she couldn't change his mind, so she took out some money from her bag and handed it to the homeless man.

"Take this money and buy some food and daily necessities. I hope you can find Jasmine soon."

The homeless man looked at the money in Qiao Qin's hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally took it.

"Thank you, your kindness will be rewarded."

Qiao Qin smiled and nodded, and was about to turn around and leave. However, the moment she turned around, her hand accidentally touched the jade pendant on her chest, and the jade pendant slipped from her clothes and fell to the ground.

"Ding-dong-"

The crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent air.

The homeless man's eyes were instantly attracted by the jade pendant. His eyes instantly became excited and he asked in a trembling voice: "Where did you get this jade pendant from?"

Qiao Qin looked down at the jade pendant, a trace of doubt rising in her heart.

She bent down to pick up the jade pendant, wiped it carefully, and said softly: "This is what my mother gave me two days ago. She said it was the only relic left to me by my biological mother."

The tramp's body shook violently, his eyes were full of disbelief, his hands trembling, he gently stroked the jade pendant, tears welling up in his eyes.

"This is a token of love I gave to Jasmine." The tramp said with a sob, his voice full of pain and longing, as if he had returned to the distant past.

Qiao Qin widened her eyes, feeling a strong shock in her heart, and couldn't believe her ears.

This homeless man turned out to be his father?

How can this be?

"Are you sure this is the jade pendant you gave to Jasmine? Maybe it just looks a bit similar." Qiao Qin questioned, her eyes fixed on the homeless man, trying to find the answer from his expression.

The tramp shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks, and choked up and said, "It can't be wrong. Our names are engraved on the back of this jade pendant."

He pointed to the back of the jade pendant with a shaking hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Look, it's engraved with 'Lin Gang & Jasmine'."

Qiao Qin stared blankly at the words engraved on the jade pendant. As expected, when she saw those small words, her mind went blank.

After a long while, she slowly raised her head, looked at the homeless man, and asked tremblingly: "Are you... really my father?"

Qiao Lingang burst into tears and nodded heavily: "It's me, I'm your father. I've been looking for you and your mother all these years. I didn't expect to meet you in this way today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Qiao Qin tightly and burst into tears: "Qin'er, it's Dad's fault. He lost you and your mother back then."

Qiao Qin stood there in a daze, still holding the jade pendant tightly in her hand. Her mind was in a mess, as if the surging waves were constantly hitting her thoughts.

Her eyes were wide open, full of shock and disbelief. The jade pendant shone with a warm light in the sun, as if telling a distant and profound story.

The breeze blew gently, blowing Qiao Qin's hair, but she was unaware of it. Various images kept appearing in her mind, the homeless man's weathered face, his determined eyes, and the words engraved on the jade pendant.

All this happened so suddenly that she was caught off guard. Her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

At this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps behind her. The footsteps were like life-threatening drumbeats, and each one struck Qiao Qin's heart hard.

She turned her head subconsciously, with an ominous feeling in her heart.

"Haha, what a touching scene of father and daughter recognizing each other." A cold voice sounded, breaking the moment of silence.

Qiao Qin's face turned pale in an instant. Looking at these ferocious-looking people in front of him, his heart was filled with fear.

These people were the same ones who were collecting debts a few days ago. They had cruel smiles on their faces and their eyes revealed greed and coldness.

"Qiao Lingang, the three days are up, where's the money?" someone shouted.

As soon as the words fell, one of the younger brothers immediately pointed at Qiao Qin and blurted out: "I've seen you on TV, the wife of Mr. Huo of the Huo Group, worth tens of billions."

As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate commotion among the crowd.

The leader, a big man with a face full of flesh, stood up and said viciously: "You two really have a deep affection for each other, but today it is not up to you. Since this woman is your daughter, she can be used to pay off the debt."

A flash of panic flashed across Qiao Lingang's eyes, and he quickly said, "Don't mess around! She is innocent!"

His voice was trembling, full of fear and despair. Although his body was thin, he stood in front of Qiao Qin at this moment, bursting out with a strong desire to protect her.

Qiao Qin hid behind Qiao Lingang, her heart beating so violently that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her throat.