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

Jiang Qianxun's mood was very complicated right now, like a tangled mess. She sat quietly in the car for a long time without being able to untie it.

She thought for a moment, then broke the silence and asked, "Have you had dinner?"

It's past ten o'clock now and he has been waiting for more than four hours, which means he has been waiting here since around six o'clock.

It takes quite a long distance to drive from the company to this hard-to-find, well-reputed hot pot restaurant.

So, he came all the way here to find her after get off work.

When this result came out, Jiang Qianxun's heartbeat unconsciously quickened, and in this quiet space, she also realized that her heartbeat was not normal.

Xing Mingyu looked at her calmly and said calmly: "I'm not hungry yet."

As he spoke, the man raised his hand, and his long, bony fingers were almost touching her head.

From Jiang Qianxun's perspective, it looked like the man was suddenly going to touch her head, and subconsciously, she dodged.

Xing Mingyu: “…”

He has lived for thirty years, how could he not see that the girl kept her distance from him.

"There's something in your hair." Xing Mingyu put on a warm and elegant smile. Because his arms were long, even if she dodged, he still touched her soft hair.

Jiang Qianxun saw the blue ribbon pinched between his fingers and looked embarrassed. She was overthinking.

Just now, while we were eating hotpot, someone at the table next to us was celebrating a birthday. A tube of streamers burst with a bang, and it seemed that a small piece of it fell on her head.

The evening breeze outside suddenly picked up, and sitting in the car I could see the swaying shadows of the trees on the roadside.

Xing Mingyu started the car.

"If you feel sleepy, just close your eyes and take a rest. I'll call you when we get to Yuhu Bay."

"Ah."

Jiang Qianxun responded, leaned his head against the car window and closed his eyes, but he did not feel sleepy at all.

She was not a slow-witted fool and could clearly feel the difference in this man's attitude towards her.

But he was really wrong.

If he was sincere at this moment, then unfortunately, she couldn't give him the response he wanted.

If I have to respond, it can only be a ruthless rejection.

If he was just doing it for fun, she was sorry, but she was not the woman he could play with casually.

Jiang Qianxun quickly sorted out the confusion in his mind.

Then he said calmly, "I'm not going back to Yuhu Bay tonight. If it's on your way, please take me back to Jiang's villa. If not, please drop me off in front and I'll take a taxi."

She did not bluntly refuse his offer to send him home, but gave him a way out.

Moreover, a smart man like Xing Mingyu would understand what she meant after hearing what she said.

The refusal was tactful enough.

Xing Mingyu looked ahead and said in a low voice: "Why don't you live in Yuhu Bay?"

Jiang Qianxun's almond eyes were filled with a faint smile. "There is an Auntie Lan in the villa who took care of me for many years when I was a child. We get along very well. If I live alone while pregnant, Auntie Lan will be worried about me. She told me to go back to the villa so that she can take care of me more conveniently."

This statement does not allow an outsider to find any angle to interfere.

Besides, she and he could only be considered as boss and employee, and they just had the intimate contact of kissing by accident.

Maybe it wasn't a coincidence. Just like Uncle Song, who has experienced it, said, this man is thirty years old, mature and steady. He must be able to handle emotional issues between men and women with ease. His experience must be a hundred or a thousand times richer than that of a twenty-year-old girl like her.

By the time we returned to the Jiang family villa from the hot pot restaurant, it was already past eleven o'clock.

When getting out of the car, Jiang Qianxun bent down and said to the man in the car before closing the door: "Thank you for taking me back."

Xing Mingyu lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice was the hoarseness that was unique to the late night: "There's no need to be polite with me."

The girl outside the car, although young, is the mother of his two children.

Jiang Qianxun reflected on what Xing Mingyu said.

She is also a flesh-and-blood person, and she subconsciously felt very heartwarming when she heard this sentence. But when Qin Chuan just pursued her, wasn't every action and every word of his also very heartwarming?

Jiang Qianxun smiled and waved: "Goodbye, drive slowly on the road."

That smile was extremely forced.

Xing Mingyu nodded and looked deeply at the girl who closed the car door and turned to leave.

Jiang Qianxun walked towards the gate of the villa, suddenly stopped and turned around.

Xing Mingyu stared at her without blinking. It was windy at night, and her figure was slender, with her hair slightly lifted by the wind.

After the girl turned around, he lowered the window on one side the next second, waiting for her to say something else.

Jiang Qianxun looked at the man in the car, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

The light at the door of the villa was high and bright, illuminating the man in the car a few meters away. His angular and handsome face, set against the half-dim and half-bright light, seemed to have a unique and affectionate charm.

He expected her to say something, even to reveal a little bit of what was in her mind.

"Drive slowly." Jiang Qianxun said, pressed the password of the gate, and entered the villa.

The Bentley was parked on the road outside the villa. The man sat alone in the car and then he lowered his eyes and prepared to light a cigarette for himself.

The car window was open, and as the lighter lit the cigarette on his lips, another light suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.

After lighting the cigarette, he put away the lighter in his hand, looked up, and saw the light in a room on the fifth floor of the villa.

Through the drawn light-colored curtains, you can see the girl's slender figure walking.

The look of her wanting to say something but stopping herself from saying it was now deeply imprinted in his mind.

Xing Mingyu placed his hand holding the cigarette on the steering wheel. The white mist dissipated and the time on his wrist watch pointed to almost twelve o'clock. This was the first time in his life that he stayed up until this time because of personal matters rather than work.

Having lived for thirty years, he has seen all kinds of women. No matter what tricks the other party uses or how they entangle him, he can't muster the slightest interest and can always remain calm like Liuxia Hui.

However, this girl, who was only 20 years old, had no tricks at all. Not only did she not pester him, she even deliberately drew a line between them. However, this inexplicably gave rise to an uncontrollable itch in his heart.

He felt sorry for her hesitation to speak.

It was clear that no matter which way he went tonight, it was not on his way, but he was determined to take her home in person, no matter where she lived.

No matter where you are, it’s all on the way.

Half an hour later, on the fifth floor of the villa.

After taking a shower, Jiang Qianxun tossed and turned in bed, but there was no sound of a car starting downstairs.

While she was taking a shower, Aunt Lan said the car was still there.

This means Xing Mingyu has not left yet.

She closed her eyes and grabbed the quilt for a while. Finally, she took the phone and dialed Xing Mingyu's number.

After the call was connected, Jiang Qianxun asked directly: "Do you want to date me?"