On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

The next morning, Jiang Qianxun went downstairs on time for breakfast.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Wenyuan was sitting in the main seat, with Shen Lan and Jiang Yinyin, mother and daughter, on his left.

"Chihiro, come here quickly. Daddy fried an egg for you. You like it best when it's crispy on both sides!" Jiang Wenyuan smiled with wrinkles all over his face. He picked up an fried egg with a serving chopstick and handed it to Jiang Qianxun.

Jiang Qianxun looked at the fried egg in front of her.

When grandpa and mom were still alive, Jiang Wenyuan, the son-in-law who married into the family, behaved impeccably, and spoiled the five-year-old Jiang Qianxun so much that she swung her legs every day, pouted her lips and acted coquettishly, saying that she only ate eggs fried by her dad for breakfast.

At that time, the little girl really thought that her father loved and doted on her from the bottom of his heart.

later……

How could Jiang Qianxun not see that Jiang Wenyuan was being attentive to her for no reason? Her eyes were as calm as water, and she said calmly, "I have forgotten the taste of this fried egg after growing up, so I don't like to eat it anymore."

Jiang Wenyuan's old face, which was originally full of wrinkles and smiling, suddenly froze, and even his gaze, which was looking back and forth between the fried egg and his daughter's eyes, was a little embarrassed.

Shen Lan shook her husband's hand comfortingly, turned to Jiang Qianxun and said with a smile: "Qianxun, the hospital called and said Rourou is fine. The baby in her belly and she are both safe. Auntie doesn't blame you for this. As the saying goes, it takes two to tango. Rourou must have made a mistake as well."

Changing the subject, Shen Lan continued, "Your father and I discussed this for a long time yesterday. We are old now, what else can we hope for? We just hope that our children can be successful, so that we can spend our old age in peace and not have to worry about your future..."

"That's right!" Jiang Wenyuan took over the conversation with a fatherly look on his face: "Qianxun, Dad remembers that you were very interested in architecture when you were in junior high school! It's a pity that your aunt Shen and I were busy with work at that time and didn't have time to support you in furthering your studies in this area!"

Jiang Qianxun listened silently and ate the nutritious breakfast on the table slowly and leisurely.

Shen Lan: "Now your sister Yinyin has a rare connection and opportunity! She can get in touch with the famous architect An! You used to be a person who loved architecture very much, so you should have heard of An, right?"

The more false warmth Shen Lan appears on the surface, the more she hates Jiang Qianxun in her heart.

This girl has a perfect height and pretty face, her skin is fair and smooth, she is objectively beautiful, and her temperament is elegant and cold.

When she was eleven or twelve years old, she looked very different from the others. Even without makeup, she was so beautiful that people wanted to stare at her.

The winter before she was sent to the countryside, the family of three went out to see a movie. It was snowing heavily and the streets were covered with snow and fog. Shen Lan brought her daughter Yinyin back. When they got off the car, they saw Jiang Qianxun wearing cotton pajamas inside and the maid Aunt Lan's simple down jacket outside, but she was having fun playing with the snow. Passers-by took pictures and posted them on social software, causing a widespread sensation on the Internet to find out who she was.

Shen Lan was immediately furious. She looked at her own daughter, and spent a lot of money to dress her up like a famous socialite. How come no one cared about her? !

It wasn't until the end of the Chinese New Year that Shen Lan finally persuaded Jiang Wenyuan to send Jiang Qianxun to the countryside!

How could such a beautiful girl end up well if she was sent to the countryside full of peasants?

I guess she would have been harmed before she turned 18, got pregnant, married early, had a bunch of kids, and spent her life ruined in the countryside, and that would have been considered a good outcome!

At first, Shen Lan was still paying attention to Jiang Qianxun's movements in the countryside. Knowing that she was well-behaved and not having a good life, she felt relieved and relaxed, and lived the life of a lady with her daughter in the Jiang family villa, enjoying herself.

But when Jiang Qianxun was fourteen years old, she heard news about this dead girl again. It was said that she had hooked up with some unknown person and had gone abroad to study with her suitcase!

The country we are going to is extremely expensive for studying abroad!

Where did this damn girl get the money?

There is no way to find out who the sponsor is! There is no way to investigate!

Shen Lan thought of the past, full of hatred for her fate: "Qianxun... we don't know what you studied during those years you were studying abroad, but An is an internationally renowned genius designer! An's senior sister is Queen, and anyone who has a dream of designing knows her name!"

Jiang Qianxun drank the warm milk and raised her eyes and asked, "So?"

"So, your Aunt Shen and Yinyin invited An's trusted assistant to have afternoon tea today! Dad will take you with them! Let An take care of you and take you two sisters as students! You know, designers who have been students of An will definitely be the most sought-after in the country!"

After Jiang Wenyuan finished speaking, Jiang Qianxun raised his eyebrows slightly.

He coughed and said, "But my daughter, there is no free lunch in this world... An has directly stated the conditions, and he has to pay your tuition..."

Jiang Qianxun held the milk cup and cooperated: "Oh, what does she want?"

"You want our villa." Jiang Yinyin couldn't help herself and said hurriedly, "An is working at the Xing Group now! He doesn't have to worry about food or clothes, and he's not short of money. He just returned to China and needs a comfortable house! I heard that when he was looking for a house nearby, he fell in love with our villa at first sight!"

Jiang Qianxun looked at the family of three, who all treated her as an outsider and a fool.

"Isn't he a liar?" Jiang Qianxun asked with pretended concern.

Jiang Wenyuan responded, "You are not a liar. Dad has verified it! And I will go to the meeting today. I will strictly supervise every step! Even if I risk my life, I will make you two sisters become the only two disciples that An accepts as an exception!"

"Yes, sister." Jiang Yinyin could hardly sit still, and said kindly: "Your face is disfigured, and mom and dad can't support us forever. We have to rely on ourselves in the future... You can't marry into a good family, and ordinary families also look at appearance. Then you should study design well, and with the title of AN's only apprentice, your future will be much easier! You can support yourself!"

Seeing that she was reluctant, Shen Lan added more brainwashing: "Besides, this industry relies on talent. You have been particularly interested in architecture since you were eight years old. Auntie thinks you are a good candidate. You are only twenty years old, so it is not too late! This industry values ​​your own talent, and your appearance is nothing! Recently, your auntie and your father have been worried about paving the way for your future..."

"Oh. Then let's sell this house... to her." Jiang Qianxun said.

After saying that, Jiang Qianxun finished her breakfast and went upstairs.

Jiang Wenyuan was so excited that he stood up suddenly: "Okay, okay! Dad will find a lawyer right away, bring all the documents, and we will go to meet AN's people this afternoon! Let's get this done!"

After Jiang Wenyuan left, Jiang Qianxun was no longer on the first floor. Shen Lan was even more certain that no one on the first or fifth floors could hear what was happening. She was extremely excited.

Jiang Yinyin: "Ahhh, Mom! Dad is so smart. He thought of this way to force her to agree to sign the contract to sell the villa!"

After saying that, she felt something was wrong again: "But mom, I remember that when Jiang Qianxun was nine years old, Dad also used this trick. He wanted to pretend to sell this villa, and then transfer it to someone he trusted. When the villa had nothing to do with Jiang Qianxun, he would transfer it to become his own... What did my sister say at that time? Jiang Qianxun said that this was one of the legacies left by her grandfather and mother. If Dad wanted to sell it, she had to sign and agree! This is a dead process controlled by the lawyers!

"Moreover, Jiang Qianxun kept saying that this was the only residence her grandfather and mother had when they were alive. Every place has traces of their lives and unforgettable memories. Even the dog her grandfather and mother raised died of old age in this villa. It was cremated and buried under a Chaoyang tree in the garden, to keep it company forever."

"If it is sold, then it is not just the villa that is being sold, but everything that grandpa and mother own, all sold together at a clearly marked price!"

Shen Lan drank her tea and said disdainfully, "How old was she then? How old is she now? Don't think she's that sentimental... Your father chose to set a trap for her now, and it was the right time, right place, and right people. Jiang Qianxun loves architectural design, and now that her face is disfigured, her dream of design is her lifeline! She must seize it! Is the relationship with her grandparents a good thing now?"

Jiang Yinyin also snorted in disdain: "That's right, what mom said makes sense!"

Then she hugged her mother's arm and said coquettishly: "Mom, I am excited when I think that this house will be transferred to our people in the afternoon and will no longer have anything to do with Jiang Qianxun! I can't wait...Tonight, Mom, let's kick her out of the house tonight, okay?"

Shen Lan held the porcelain cup of flower tea in one hand and lifted her curly hair with the other, smiling proudly and shrugging: "It will rain heavily tonight, my good daughter."