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

Xing Mingyu looked with his dark eyes at the little woman who was kneeling at the head of the bed with a blushing face, holding the front of her pajamas with one hand.

The cream-colored room style is very girly, making her already small age look even younger.

Hearing that she was playing prenatal education music for the babies in her belly, and that she was indeed an expecting mother, Xing Mingyu suddenly felt guilty, like a beast.

Three months ago, in a dark room in a hotel in a small county town, he bullied her so badly that she got pregnant.

Maybe this is the case with everything in this world, once is new, twice is familiar.

But he was in a state of panic at that time, his mouth was dry, his mind was completely lost, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. From beginning to end, he was only concerned with how to make himself happy and how to make her happy, and he didn't even think about contraception.

Looking at her age now, she is twenty years old. She should be carefree, innocent, pursued by all kinds of boys, and have a naive love life that is free and easy as long as she is happy.

And because Jiang Qianxun was pregnant with his two children, he obviously would not allow his children to call another man "dad" in the future.

There is a chair on the south side of the bed, near the window.

Next to the chair is a neat and tidy dressing table.

Xing Mingyu was tall and had long legs. He walked to the back of the room, pulled a chair over and sat down, and said, "I heard that you were worried about being fired by me, and you were so worried that you couldn't eat or sleep well?"

Jiang Qianxun still had one hand on the front of his chest, and was stunned when he heard this: "So?"

She never worried about being fired by Xing Mingyu.

There are many kinds of men, and she can more or less tell their character after getting along with them.

If some men are compared to garbage, then garbage can be divided into recyclable, non-recyclable and toxic garbage.

Qin Chuan was two-timing and his heart was only with his white moonlight Zhao Xi, which was why he treated her with great respect for the past two years and holding hands was the most intimate thing they could do.

However, this man is irretrievable in her eyes, and she is not the type to go back to him.

There is indeed a kind of toxic and trashy man in the society. Even if this kind of man is playing with two women at the same time, he will not fix his heart on one of them, but will try to have both of them in his mouth.

Even if he doesn't love them, he will still lure them into bed one by one like a stamp collector and then throw them away.

This kind of scumbag will get angry and embarrassed, and when he treats a woman he cannot deceive, he will put pressure on her and make things difficult for her as a boss, until the woman gives in to him, or packs up and resigns because she can't stand it anymore.

Jiang Qianxun had never equated Xing Mingyu with this kind of toxic garbage.

The reason why I said I couldn't eat because of work pressure was that I really couldn't figure out why I had a poor appetite, so I just found an excuse that everyone used to dodge Aunt Lan's questioning.

Unexpectedly, the news reached Xing Mingyu's ears so quickly.

What was even more unexpected was that Xing Mingyu came to the house so quickly to solve the problem personally.

Xing Mingyu was wearing formal clothes and sitting in front of this cute-style dressing table. He looked as out of place as possible.

He stared at her and said, "I came here to tell you that I will not fire you."

So?

Jiang Qianxun lowered her eyes, the three words she had just asked were still in her mind.

Aunt Lan doesn’t know how capable people are in the workplace, how big a reputation a certain architect has internationally, or what unattainable awards they have won for their works.

He treated her like his own daughter, treating her like a good kid who had graduated at the age of 20 and skipped a grade with good grades.

They are afraid that the child they love like their own daughter will not be happy at work and get into trouble.

But what Aunt Lan didn't understand, Xing Mingyu clearly understood.

Jiang Qianxun curled her toes. "When I signed the contract with your company, the terms were drafted by my lawyer. I am free and currently only responsible for the Huai County development project. At the same time, the company cannot prevent me from developing other businesses of my own, so I have never worried about being fired."

Although the contract was finalized after she communicated with the top management of Xing family, Xing Mingyu, as the big boss, also reviewed the contract.

He should know that only Jiang Qianxun had the right to resign on her own initiative, and no one else had the right to fire her.

Having said so much, Jiang Qianxun's meaning was very simple and clear. She did not lose her appetite because of work issues.

So, the reason why you lose your appetite and can't sleep at night is because of something else.

Apart from work, there are only personal issues left.

Xing Mingyu looked at her, frowned and thought about it. There was no doubt that what she meant was that because he controlled her, she refused to be controlled, and he was very unhappy in the end. Was she worried about the subsequent problems in how they would get along?

The man's face was still tense. "If you can't eat because of the unhappiness between us, I can apologize. I canceled the meeting at the company not because I don't want to see you, but my grandfather has been busy for a long time and he had some time to come back. He called me to the courtyard and played a few games of chess with me."

She lowered her head and said nothing, and he couldn't see any expression or emotion on her face.

Xing Mingyu glanced at her curled toes, which were small, round, white, tender and smooth. The pair of crossed little feet were also particularly delicate.

Jiang Qianxun seemed to sense the man's gaze, raised her head, and suddenly saw him looking at her feet.

Her face turned red and she wanted to pull both feet back into the quilt.

Xing Mingyu's Adam's apple moved, and seeing her avoidance, he shifted his gaze back to her face: "Eat well. What I can promise is that I will not control you anymore in the future. You are free to come and go in the company and make friends freely."

As long as she can eat well and sleep well.

Freedom to make friends?

Jiang Qianxun raised her light almond-shaped eyes and looked at the tall man who had stood up in front of her.

What you mean is that no matter how close she is to other men, even if they are dating, he doesn't care, right?

She thought she should be happy now.

Free at last, right?

After Xing Mingyu finished speaking, he first looked at her, then looked at her lower abdomen covered by the front of her pajamas, and did not linger any longer.

downstairs.

Aunt Lan was sitting on the sofa. When she heard the man walking down with his long legs, she immediately stood up to stop him.

Xing Mingyu raised his dark eyes.

Auntie Lan was oppressed by the aura of this man, but she still tried to speak to her child: "Mr. Xing, Qianxun is an honest and good child. She is smart and capable, and she suffered a lot when she was a child. In terms of communicating with others, if there is anything that makes you uncomfortable... I hope you can bear with it."

The man had a calm expression and said calmly, "I will."

Aunt Lan nodded gratefully and followed him out to see them off.

Arriving at the gate, before getting into the car, Xing Ming turned around and said to Aunt Lan, "Watch her eat well at every meal. If the food at home is not to her liking, you can contact the chef in the employee cafeteria and have the food prepared according to her taste."

Aunt Lan was surprised, but nodded: "I know."

Even after the man got into the car and drove away from her sight, Aunt Lan was still frowning, wondering why something sounded wrong.

There was nothing wrong with this gentleman coming to his employees' home late at night to show concern for them. It was even very humane and empathetic.

But Auntie Lan always felt that this was beyond the scope of a normal boss...

The instructions he conveyed were so careful, and the last look he gave when he looked up at the window on the fifth floor showed more concern than that of his biological parents or even her aunt who had watched the child grow up.

Shaking her head, Aunt Lan simply stopped thinking about it and took out her cell phone to quickly pin the photo of the big brother in the staff cafeteria.

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