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

Therefore, Jiang Qianxun sincerely hoped that she would never see the father of her child in this life.

Although the county town is small, the world is so big and the population is constantly moving. How great a fate would it take to meet again in such a vast sea of ​​people?

No matter how you look at it, the chances of never seeing it are greater.

The man looked at her with deep black eyes and chose not to say anything else.

How could he force her to accept the sudden appearance of the child's father just because of his selfish desire for the child?

Besides, the girl in front of me was only 20 years old and was pitifully deceived. Like a poor little girl without vision and hearing, her father lied to her once that it was sunny outside and it was not raining. She trusted her father and went out, but she got soaked.

The second time Qin Chuan told her that it was sunny outside and it was not raining, she trusted Qin Chuan and went out, but she was still soaked.

Now he was trying to tell her that it was sunny outside and it wasn't raining... But how could she trust others again after being deceived and soaked twice in a row?

"Go to bed early."

There were invisible emotions hidden in Xing Mingyu's eyes. He picked up his suit jacket with his slender hands.

The man walked to the door, and before leaving the apartment, he turned back calmly, met her eyes and said, "Call me anytime if you have anything. I live upstairs."

"……it is good."

She watched the man leave without blinking in astonishment.

After the door closed, the room became completely silent.

It was so quiet that Jiang Qianxun, sitting on the sofa, seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat, which was steady but had different rhythms.

I could also vaguely hear the slight noise of the elevator running upwards outside.

Time passed minute by minute, and Jiang Qianxun was still in a daze on the sofa, from sitting, to curling up, and then to burying her head with her face in her knees.

She wondered why the room was so quiet?

It must be because I'm used to living in the villa, and I'm not used to the sudden absence of Aunt Lan's nagging and concern.

Jiang Qianxun raised her head, covered her face with her hands, frowned and thought, she must not become pretentious. Since the year she was sent to the countryside, she has learned to adapt to the loneliness of being alone. What's wrong with a quieter room?

Why did I suddenly become so sentimental?

You are only twenty years old, not seventy or eighty years old.

Hey!

Jiang Qianxun got off the sofa, took the phone and planned to have a video chat with Meng Zixi.

There is a thirteen-hour time difference between Meng Zixi and her. When the video call was connected, Zixi had obviously just got up. She had a ponytail behind her head, sports headphones hanging around her neck, and was sweating profusely while jogging outdoors in the morning.

She saw Jiang Qianxun's droopy face on the screen and couldn't help but widen her eyes in shock. "My sister, what's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a ghost? Or is it that kind of cute and squeamish ghost? I can't believe I can see this expression on your face in my lifetime?"

The year Jiang Qianxun met Meng Zixi was the year when her sponsor sponsored her with money and arranged her a school, and she had just escaped from the cruel countryside.

The teenage girl gained freedom for the first time and was qualified to control her own destiny. Her energetic face was full of enthusiasm.

No matter how big the difficulties she encountered abroad, she never backed down, not wanting to let herself down, nor the kind people who sponsored her down. Over time, under her cold and seldom smiling appearance, she gritted her teeth and walked step by step towards the road of survival.

Therefore, in the eyes of Meng Zixi and his classmates and friends abroad, Jiang Qianxun is brave and smart. His face is cold and dull almost every day of the year. How could it have such rich expressions?

Jiang Qianxun couldn't see her own expression and was stunned for a moment: "Maybe, it's because of the pregnancy."

While Meng Zixi was surprised that pregnancy could actually change a woman's expression, Jiang Qianxun shared her good news of getting 30% of the shares of Huawen Group.

And Xing Mingyu discovered that she, Director An, was actually Jiang Qianxun.

She also said that Xing Mingyu asked her why she didn't want to find the father of the baby in her belly.

Meng Zixi was also curious: "Yes, don't you want to find it, and then know yourself and the enemy, and win every battle? You said before that although I didn't see the face, when I touched his face in the dark, I felt that his nose was tall and three-dimensional, and his face was tight, hot and hard. According to your description, I asked a professional to draw it for you. The face must be delicate and manly!"

"As for his body shape and height, you've experienced it yourself. You said that he was a strong man with a hard body, who was also good at kissing and using his hands... He had good physical strength, and he served you so many times in one night that he gave birth to two children at once. Go find him, and just support him! Let him serve you at home and take care of your children!"

"..."

Jiang Qianxun's mouth twitched.

"Oh, forget it, the more we think about it, the more I think your child's father is as perfect as a more expensive duck in a nightclub!"

"..."

Jiang Qianxun was even more speechless. This was even scarier than opening a blind box of toys. The worst outcome of opening a blind box was disappointment, but at least it wouldn't result in a shock.

Time passed for a long time before it finally came to night. She lay down in bed early, trying to fall asleep. She didn't know what time it was, but it started to rain heavily and thunder outside.

She turned over and thought in her sleep that she hoped every thunder of summer would not spare the scum of the world.

With this beautiful wish, she slept especially soundly.

Early the next morning, Jiang Qianxun got up energetically, washed, changed into a professional suit, and his expression returned to its cold and calm state again.

She didn't know why she took off her disguise and became soft-hearted last night. This was a state that was unfamiliar even to herself.

Maybe it’s really the influence of estrogen after pregnancy!

Mother's love changes a woman unconsciously within her body.

At 8:10, Jiang Qianxun looked at the time and went downstairs. He took a taxi from the apartment to the company, which took at most 20 minutes. It was very close and convenient.

Outside the entrance to the apartment is a fountain, which is spraying water at this time, and a black extended Maybach is parked at the gate.

Jiang Qianxun recognized the license plate number; it was Xing Mingyu's car.

Uncle Song got out of the car and said, "Morning, Miss Jiang."

She nodded and said with a smile, "Morning, Uncle Song."

Uncle Song walked around the back of the car, opened the back door, and motioned for Jiang Qianxun to get in.

"..."

Jiang Qianxun frowned, his eyes paused on Uncle Song's face for two seconds, then looked at the silent and reserved man in the car who was reading the Beijing Morning News calmly and attentively.

Xing Mingyu flipped through a newspaper, turned his head to look outside the car, and said in a low and clear voice: "What a coincidence? Then come up."

She wasn't being pretentious. She thought it would be a waste not to take the ride.

But really, is it such a coincidence?