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

"Okay, if he keeps talking nonsense, I will sew up his mouth for you stitch by stitch, and then embroider the word idiot on it stroke by stroke."

Ling Yue patted the man's shoulder again, using his body to block the dead dog-like scumbag, and assured: "I learned cross-stitch when I was bored. Are you still not confident in my skills?"

Xing Mingyu has deep brows and his whole body gives people a terrifying feeling as if he is possessed by the King of Hell. His aura is too strong.

Ling Yue had already taken out his cell phone from his suit pocket and accurately found Jiang Qianxun's number.

Xing Mingyu is just a mad dog.

It was like this in the army before. When others fought, they would beat the opponent until he knelt down and begged for mercy, but he beat the opponent until he was half dead and didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.

Only a woman can cure his bad temper.

After dialing the number, Ling Yue asked directly: "Are you that so-and-so?"

In public, he couldn't just call his sister-in-law, let alone call her by her full name. There would be so many people around and more gossip, which would cause more trouble and end badly.

"Zun Club near Century Center, please come over. Xing Mingyu had a fight with someone because of you. Come here quickly so I can kneel down and thank you. Someone might get killed."

After Ling Yue finished his exaggerated remarks, he hung up the call.

I raised my eyes and gave my brother a look, which meant that I could only assist to this extent.

"Calm down, Century Center is not too far from here."

After Ling Yue finished speaking, he gave a cold look to the bodyguard on standby nearby.

The bodyguards were well-trained and skilled workers. They began to clean up the mess with blood and big teeth all over the floor, which was comparable to the fish stall in the vegetable market.

The 120 ambulance arrived quickly and those who needed to be carried on board were carried on board.

The main entrance was sealed, and anyone who witnessed the scene in the hall checked their phones to see if they had any videos or photos.

When Jiang Qianxun received the call, he had already gotten into a taxi.

The caller ID showed that it was Xing Mingyu's phone, but the voice was the one I had seen in the private room of Hanli Hotel... named Ling Yue.

"Master, please turn around and go to the Zun Club."

She was very confused. How could a dignified and noble man like Xing Mingyu... possibly fight with others?

Whether judging by his appearance or his identity, he seemed like an emotionally stable person, and he could handle her rejection properly and gently.

What did the other party say to anger him and cause him to attack?

The driver quickly turned around and the taxi arrived at the Zun Club, which had a gloomy but high-end appearance.

Different from the magnificent and grand decoration of other clubs, the decoration here is simple and elegant, but it is so cold that it doesn't seem like a human world.

In a daze, Jiang Qianxun had a sense of déjà vu as if he had entered the hell of modern society.

The cleaning staff is mopping the floor and disinfecting at the same time.

Jiang Qianxun was waiting for the elevator. He turned around and asked casually, "Was there a fight here just now?"

"Yes!" The cleaning lady frowned and whispered, "You can't mess with these rich kids. Their parents must have been unlucky to have given birth to them. Little girl, auntie is telling you, be careful when you go up there. You can have dinner and play with your friends, but don't walk around, especially don't go to the high floors, because that's the underworld."

Jiang Qianxun, who was about to go to the 99th floor: "..."

The elevator arrived, and Jiang Qianxun walked in with some worry in her heart.

I could also hear the cleaning lady complaining quietly: "Hey, the blood all over the floor just now makes me dizzy, and I even lost two teeth..."

Two teeth were knocked out?

Jiang Qianxun came to the 99th floor. The club was very large and all the members were people of status. Each of them had his own floor and room reserved. Even if they didn't come here for entertainment, no one else would come up to his floor.

Ling Yue was waiting outside. When he saw the person coming, he said with a look of worry about his brother's condition: "You came quite quickly. Come in quickly. After all, he fought for you and got hurt..."

As he spoke, he had already opened the door of the box for Jiang Qianxun.

Jiang Qianxun walked in carrying a computer bag.

Xing Mingyu sat in the middle of a row of sofas, with long legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was impeccably refined.

Doesn't even look like a real person.

"Are you OK?"

She walked over and put the computer bag in her hand on the sofa beside her.

Xing Mingyu raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "Nothing."

Jiang Qianxun heard the cleaner say that the floor downstairs was covered in blood, and Ling Yue also said at the door that everyone was injured. She first looked at the man's face, which was intact.

Except for the Adam's apple on the neck which was a little red due to drinking, there was no skin broken anywhere else.

As for his body... Jiang Qianxun looked at the suit in front of him, which was neatly fixed, with the buttons loose and the tie not even askew, and he looked tidy and serious, still.

With this look, apart from a hint of drunkenness on his face, it would be no problem to send him directly to the conference table for a meeting.

"…You weren't the one injured?"

Jiang Qianxun said this to himself, and heaved a sigh of relief, sitting on the sofa beside him.

Jiang Qianxun held his breath all the way here.

Xing Mingyu glanced over with dark eyes, perhaps because he was drunk, and said calmly: "You concluded that I am not injured without checking?"

"..."

Jiang Qianxun looked over, meaning, is he injured?

The man was sitting there in a suit and tie. There was indeed nothing wrong with his face, but she couldn't just strip him and check on the spot whether there was anything wrong with his clothed body.

The only skin exposed was... the hands.

Jiang Qianxun looked down along his arm. His right hand was fine, but as for his left hand... his slender hand was slightly clenched into a fist, and the protruding joint where his index finger connected to the back of his hand had a small piece of skin broken and bleeding.

"Do you have a medicine box? I can bandage you up?"

Jiang Qianxun looked at the man. Although she said this, she was secretly complaining in her heart that it seemed very hypocritical to put a Band-Aid on such a small wound.

Xing Mingyu didn't look up, his handsome face was cold and gloomy. He saw the woman next to him got up and went to find the medicine box after she finished speaking.

The box was too big and she couldn't find it, so she had to call the service staff.

The service staff did not dare to come up to the 99th floor easily. After answering the phone, they asked Ling Yue who happened to be passing by: "Boss Ling, the 99th floor needs a medical kit. Can I send it up now?"

"Medical kit?" Ling Yue frowned, very surprised.

Isn't it just a little skin breakage on the back of his hand? During the years in the army, he was shot during missions, but he was never so delicate.

Ling Yue looked at the medical box that was filled with everything that could be used for surgery, rummaged around and found a band-aid: "This is it."

When Jiang Qianxun got the Band-Aid, she was speechless. She felt it was both unreasonable and reasonable.

That wound would be enough for her, not to mention a big man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall. A Band-Aid would be enough.

Returning to the sofa, Jiang Qianxun tore off the Band-Aid, took the man's big hand in front of her, aimed it at the broken skin the size of a fingernail, and was about to put it on.

"You bandage it without disinfection. Are you sure it won't cause any problems?" The man's extremely low and hoarse voice sounded doubtfully in front of her.

Jiang Qianxun bent over and lowered her head in front of the man. When she heard these words, all her movements stopped suddenly.

How come the pretentiousness has escalated?

However, she is very aware that people's personality will change after drinking, commonly known as drunkenness.

Xing Mingyu's sudden coquettish appearance obviously did not fall into the category of drunkenness, but it was close.

She raised her eyes and sighed, "They only sent a band-aid, which means that either the medicine box is in short supply, or they think your wound is not a big deal. If I call again and insist on asking for a medicine box... it won't be suitable, right?"

It was said that there was a lot of blood and teeth in the hall downstairs. Jiang Qianxun could imagine how much of the contents of the medicine box the injured person had to use up before the ambulance arrived.

The hands in front of me have distinct joints, are slender and beautiful, but the broken skin areas are very small.

Xing Mingyu had drunk a lot of alcohol and was overwhelmed by jealousy and anger, so he was a little out of his mind.

Now her indifference to him made him sober up a lot. He looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly, "Go away."

Jiang Qianxun raised her eyes and heard a hint of disappointment in Xing Mingyu's tone.

"Fuck! That's really eye-catching!"

Although he was ignored at the door, Ling Yue, who had been watching quietly for a long time, closed the door and started to curse in a low voice.

His cell phone rang, and he took it out and saw that it was Xu Li calling. After picking up the phone, the other party asked, "What's going on? I heard that Xing Er had a fight with someone in your club? Is he okay? How is he? Which idiot is looking for trouble? I'm going to the hospital to rub salt into his blood!"

"Did you ask how Xing Mingyu is doing? Your second brother is no longer the wooden second brother you used to be."

Based on what he saw with his own eyes, Ling Yue objectively evaluated: "He is now a person of corrupt morals, violating social norms, unbearable to listen to, and shameless..."

The brothers Xu Li and Xu Feng, who were listening to the phone, understood what was going on, and then said more objectively, "It's as if you don't want to be immoral and shameless with the person you like...sour grapes!"

Ling Yue angrily said: "Fuck you--Dudu!"

The Xu brothers were smart enough to hang up quickly! They definitely didn't want to be scolded at all!

Inside the box.

Jiang Qianxun wondered whether he should use his mobile phone to open Meituan and order some disinfectant or something to be delivered?

But how long did it take? At least half an hour passed.

The man in front of her was elegant and dignified, but the way he used this minor injury to embarrass her made her frown. She wanted to say, "Should I call 120 to send you to the emergency room?"

But after thinking about it, she decided to just let it go... She would just treat the man in front of her as a friend who saw injustice and came to her aid.

If you see injured cats and dogs on the road, you have to find a way to send them to get simple treatment, let alone a living person.

Jiang Qianxun figured it out, um... that's the truth.

Then, she suddenly raised her eyelashes and said, "This is a folk remedy I've seen before. It says that saliva contains some salivary amylase and lysozyme, which can have a slight bactericidal effect, but the content is small and the inflammation cannot be eliminated. If you are really worried, go take some anti-inflammatory medicine."

After saying that, Jiang Qianxun didn't waste any time and lowered her head to hold the small wound on his hand.

Xing Mingyu looked down at Jiang Qianxun, his whole body instantly tensed like rock. Her lips were soft and her mouth was hot. She wrapped her lips tightly around his knuckles, sucking back and forth, sucking hard.

Jiang Qianxun was focused and, fearing uneven disinfection, licked it back and forth twice with her soft, hot and flexible tongue.

That commotion...

"Humph…"

It was the first time in Xing Mingyu's life that a woman's tongue licked his wound, and he cried out at the warm and tender touch.

His mind had been numbed by anger and alcohol, and now his body felt comfortable, his eyes felt hot, and his vision was beginning to feel dizzy as if it had lost focus. The girl in front of him was bending over and squatting in front of him. From this angle...it was hard for him not to have dirty thoughts.

The one in front of him was indeed his first woman.

Maybe it's the nature of men. Even if they haven't eaten pork, they have seen pigs run. There are some things that they can learn naturally. He knows the pleasure between men and women and can use it with his mouth.

The box was so quiet that Jiang Qianxun naturally heard the unusual sound.

In order to avoid embarrassment, she played dumb and continued for a few more times, then took the Band-Aid and put it on him neatly.

The man exuded a strong scent, the smell of alcohol and bursting hormones.

Jiang Qianxun felt like she must be crazy... that's why when she stood up, she glanced at the bulge under the man's trousers.

"Is that all right? I want to thank you for standing up for me and fighting with others..."

In fact, she felt her heart beating a little erratically, her face was a little hot, and her head was dizzy. She didn't know if it was because the box was too stuffy. Logically speaking, the space was so large that it shouldn't be stuffy.

Jiang Qianxun picked up her laptop bag and left without looking back.

Ling Yue, a suave, handsome and elegant young man, was now on the first floor, looking furtively at Jiang Qianxun who was walking out of the club's gate.

Next to him were the two brothers of the Xu family who were guarding the potted plants while waiting for their second sister-in-law to come and eat the melons.

Ling Yue thought of something and sneered: "Your second brother is not good enough either. Did he fail or is his health too poor so the time is so short?"

The three of them went upstairs. Xu Feng, a married man who had been feeling very weak recently and very experienced, instructed the front desk, "Ask someone to stew some soup and send it up. It should be very nourishing, and it would be best if it is nourishing enough without causing an explosion."

Several girls at the front desk: "..."

Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, Xu Feng whispered, "This is for your boss Ling Yue. He's not doing well."

Ling Yue was still unaware that he had been tricked in the elevator. He waited for Xu Feng to come in, and the three of them went upstairs together.

When I pushed open the door of the box, I saw a tall and strong figure sitting there, with a cigarette that had just been lit between his fingers.

Xing Mingyu leaned lazily on the black sofa, his long legs spread wide open, his face cold and serious, yet full of deep lust.

His tie was loosened and his Adam's apple rolled.

The three brothers lowered their heads and saw the man's terrifying bulge.

Damn it, I originally wanted to come here to laugh at the joke, but after the comparison, I suddenly felt inferior.

Xu Feng couldn't believe it: "Second brother, we are all family. Tell me the truth, what did you eat growing up? The biggest king oyster mushrooms in the market? Or the chemical fertilizers that you ate as snacks since you were a kid?"

Xing Mingyu's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he frowned and said, "Get lost."

After Jiang Qianxun returned home, she took a shower, put on her pajamas, and started to daydream in bed.

Thinking about the babies in my belly, I requested an ultrasound check-up on Monday. I wonder what positions the two babies are in my belly?

He also thought about Zhao Xi, who had brought trouble upon himself, and opened his mobile phone to read the public opinions criticizing and condemning Zhao Xi.

Then I forced myself to think about Auntie Lan's increasingly sophisticated cooking skills...

If she closed her eyes and covered herself with the quilt, as long as she didn't think about anything else, a terrible thing would appear in her mind.

Like a monster.

The quilt was stuffy, hot, and dark. She asked herself speechlessly, "Jiang Qianxun, why are you so lustful... If I keep thinking about it, mushrooms will grow in my brain..."

Jiang Qianxun's whole body felt soft and warm, and her dreams that night were filled with incredible scenes.

Even the next morning, Auntie Lan whispered to her beside her bed: "Qianxun, what do you want to eat for breakfast? I'm going out to buy some groceries..."

"Apricot... Abalone..." The girl turned over, hugged the quilt and drooled.