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

The man's gentleness today gave her a false sense of intimacy, and before she knew it, she had become much more frank with him.

Jiang Qianxun lowered her head, bit her lip, closed her eyes, and thought to herself that she had let her guard down.

His words, "It's okay, I'm here," indeed made her savor them in her heart for a long time.

These five simple words may not seem like much to others, but in her mind, they are enough to win her heart.

One of the few warm moments in Jiang Qianxun's memory was when she was five years old and was taken to the playground by her grandfather.

She was an introvert as a child. She was shy and dared not speak. She didn't know how to fight back when she was bullied.

There were three children in the playground that day, a girl with two boys, who rudely snatched the toy frying pan she was playing house with and the cute pink stethoscope hanging around her neck.

In this situation, she could only pout to express her unhappiness. After the three children who had taken her things left, she muttered in a low voice: "I got it first."

Grandpa saw the whole process and felt extremely distressed, but he did not use his advantage as an adult to talk to the three children on her behalf.

It’s obvious that a child who bullies others and is impolite is a repeat offender. He has tasted the sweetness many times, so it’s useless to reason with him.

Grandpa came over with a cane, bent down and patiently told her: "Good people are often bullied, and good horses are often ridden. Chihiro, we are polite to others, respectful, and not swearing or fighting. These are good qualities, but when others bully you, you can't just give in. To put it bluntly, you are being submissive."

Grandpa pointed at the three children who were having fun after stealing other people's things and said, "In just half an hour, the three of them have already set their eyes on the toy in your hand more than once. How did they snatch it from you? How do you get it back from them? Go ahead."

Jiang Qianxun, who had pigtails, didn't dare to go. The five-year-old girl nervously pinched the edge of her princess skirt with her fingers.

Grandpa's old eyes looked straight into her innocent big eyes: "It's okay, Grandpa is here. Just go and get it back."

Perhaps it was because of the confidence given by her grandfather, knowing that there was someone behind her who supported her unconditionally, that she went to take the toy back, and during the rest of the play time in the naughty castle that day, the three children never dared to come and snatch the toys she was playing with.

Only now did she understand that the emotions in her grandfather's old eyes were very complex and sincere, as if he was saying, Grandpa is old, and can't accompany you for many more years, and can't always support you, you must learn to be independent and carry your own weight.

"Why aren't you talking?" Xing Mingyu was sitting on the sofa, wearing a neat suit. He looked up at her with a gentle smile.

"Oh." Jiang Qianxun woke up as if from a dream, raised his head, looked at the other person, and said slowly: "It's just that I suddenly felt that you are very much like an elder of mine, and I missed him for a while."

To her, this sentence was an affirmation of this man.

After all, not everyone can be compared to their grandfather.

But after she said it, she felt that it was offensive.

Xing Mingyu pinched the glass of water in front of him with his bony fingers, and his eyebrows were stained with a gentle smile: "Really?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be offended, Jiang Qianxun nodded: "Yeah, yes."

The man obviously rarely spends time alone with others, especially women. He is already very satisfied if the other person's inner vulnerability is revealed to him less than 10%.

At least he sounds like half of us.

At the same time, she was also curious about how much she had shown to Qin Chuan when they were together in the past?

Nine percent, or eleven percent?

Xing Mingyu's dark eyes deepened, knowing clearly that even if she showed Qin Chuan one percent of it, he wouldn't seem happy.

The inexplicable possessiveness was childish and boring. He thought rationally for a minute and felt that he should deal with it calmly and think about how to get rid of this inappropriate reaction.

She also said he was like an elder to her.

Xing Mingyu suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, but considering her health and the fact that she was pregnant, she could only take a cigarette out of the box and play with it in her hand to satisfy her craving.

He said in a low voice: "Am I old?"

When he asked this question, the man's voice was low and pleasant, but she actually heard a hint of grievance in it.

Jiang Qianxun sat on a cushion on the ground. Although the sofa was very large, she didn't know why, but subconsciously kept as much distance from him as possible.

Maybe it was because of his fierce drunken kiss in the elevator that day that was really unbearable.

No one would kiss another person of the opposite sex for no reason.

I like it a little bit.

Moreover, Xing Mingyu is an excellent man of this status. He is handsome, has a good family background, and a great figure. He is absolutely not equated with those wretched men, let alone has anything to do with them.

Jiang Qianxun didn't want to know how much of the kiss he couldn't help but give in the elevator was genuine and how much of it was playful. She wasn't interested in worrying about matters between men and women.

But she swears to God that he was like an elder, and she was really praising him from the bottom of her heart. The five short words he just said gave her the warmth she had longed for.

"Mr. Xing, you are not old at all."

Jiang Qianxun wanted to explain, but the words didn't make it clear, so he could only say: "But you are my boss in the company, and I have called you big brother in private, so... I give people the illusion that you are an elder."

"Besides, there is a full ten years age difference between us."

Jiang Qianxun suddenly remembered this and chose to say it out loud.

The implication of these words was that they repeatedly distanced themselves from each other in private.

How could Xing Mingyu not hear the hidden meaning in the girl's words?

He always had a gentle and elegant smile on his face, and he looked up at the embarrassed little face of the girl opposite him.

After all, Jiang Qianxun was only twenty years old. He slowly tossed the cigarette in his hand back and forth, thinking there was no rush.

When I was a child, I saw a family in the compound who grew a large field of tomatoes.

He specifically picked the half-ripe ones, covered them up, and went home to patiently ripen them for a while before taking them out to eat.

If you don't pick them and keep them for yourself, they will probably be picked by others and eaten raw.

Xing Mingyu sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, leaning against the backrest. He was tall and had long legs, and he frowned slightly: "You mean, in the company, I am your boss and supervisor, and you are a new employee who is only 20 years old, but has high design achievements and level. That's all?"

Jiang Qianxun raised her head and looked at him.

The man's mature and steady posture makes him look more like a serious elder who is about to give a serious lecture to his juniors.

However, what he said was quite pleasant to the ear, and he praised her so much.

"I think that being able to distinguish between public and private matters and being rational and calm in the workplace should be a good quality for an employee," she said lightly.

"Then what is our relationship in private?" Xing Mingyu looked at Jiang Qianxun. His deep black eyes were so dark and difficult to understand that she couldn't guess at all.

What's the relationship in private?

There was a hint of aggression in the man's tone, mixed with a hint of self-confidence and teasing.

Jiang Qianxun didn't like being manipulated, and didn't want his deep and bottomless eyes to see through her heart: "Privately, I can call you Mr. Xing, Big Brother, and maybe we can become good friends!"

After saying this, Jiang Qianxun even lost his confidence.

There is a ten-year age difference between them, their hobbies are different, and they are of the opposite sex. How can they become friends?

The best solution is to have no relationship with them privately.

Public is public, private is private, and we should not disturb each other.

It would be better if she never thinks about work or her boss’s WeChat messages to her after work.