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

In this state, Jiang Qianxun didn't have the face to go back to the Jiang family villa.

The one-piece pantyhose that she wore during the Mid-Autumn Festival is gone, and so is the small camisole top. Her neck and chest are covered with traces of the past.

Anyone who has experienced this knows that this is the look of a woman who has been badly abused by a man.

If Aunt Lan saw this, she would probably faint from fright.

In the elevator of Yuhuwan, Jiang Qianxun just wanted the numbers to go up quickly, and prayed in her heart that she would not bump into the neighbors on any floor.

Even though I didn't know him, this look was really embarrassing to see.

She thought the man behind her was going back upstairs, after all, Xing Mingyu also had an apartment here. He got up early in the courtyard, so he probably needed to catch up on some sleep.

The elevator reached the floor where she lived and Jiang Qianxun walked out.

She arrived at the door and dialed the password to her home. When she was about to go in, she felt a figure following her not far behind her.

Jiang Qianxun turned around almost immediately, and when she saw the man who was about to follow in, she raised her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xing Mingyu placed one hand on the door frame, looked down at the angry little woman who seemed to be in his arms, and said calmly: "You did exercise last night. Although it was not intense, the amplitude was not small. You are only three months pregnant..."

"Xing Mingyu, do you still know that I am only three months pregnant?" Jiang Qianxun smiled coldly and there was no way she would let him in.

Xing Mingyu also regretted his impulsiveness towards her after being dominated by desire.

He lowered his head, stared at her, and said in a negotiating tone: "I'll wait for you to take a safe shower and make you breakfast. I'll leave after you eat and lie down to rest, okay?"

“No need, takeout is very convenient now.”

Jiang Qianxun said this, expressionlessly trying to remove his hand that was resting on the door frame.

Xing Mingyu loosened the door frame and used his big hands to pick her up horizontally around the waist, not forgetting to take off his shoes and put on the pair of men's slippers at the door.

"Xing Mingyu, what are you doing? Are you sick? Put me down..."

Jiang Qianxun planned to grab him and beat her like she did last night, but now he was not naked.

Through the fabric of the shirt and suit, the man's already hard body cannot be hurt at all.

But she was too angry.

When Xing Mingyu was carrying the woman into the bedroom, he felt the woman's short nails scratching his collarbone.

A burning and itchy feeling.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head to warn: "If you grab me here again, I won't be able to help but kiss you."

Jiang Qianxun's eyes widened with fear and she looked at him in horror. Her fingers had honestly stopped hurting his skin.

Xing Mingyu put the person on the big bed.

I walked out of the bedroom and prepared to go to the kitchen to check the ingredients in the refrigerator.

Jiang Qianxun knew that she couldn't beat him physically, but her inner stubbornness made her still struggle: "Xing Mingyu, can you please leave? Last night really wasn't much of an exercise. My child is very stable and will be fine. You don't have to rush to pretend to feel guilty about your behavior last night."

Xing Mingyu turned around and looked at her ashamed and angry little face.

The morning sunlight was light and gentle, covering the man. He took off his suit jacket and was about to loosen his tie. He stared at her and said in a low voice, "Why doesn't last night count..."

"Ahhhhhh, shut up."

Jiang Qianxun covered her ears, closed her eyes and lowered her head.

She didn't want to listen at all.

How can this man be dressed in a suit and tie and be so serious here... and be so shameless?

Xing Mingyu curled his lips, untied his tie with his long fingers, and smiled softly: "I'll go prepare breakfast, you go take a shower first, it will be ready soon."

Then, peace returned to the apartment.

Do not disturb each other.

Jiang Qianxun took her spare pajamas and went to take a shower. There was a mirror next to her, and she could see the changes in her body.

When they were in the mood last night, the man lowered his head to eat her here and there, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

And how did she respond?

Jiang Qianxun felt that she must have lost her mind to be led astray by him, but she actually felt... comfortable from the bottom of her heart.

The hot water splashed down on her hair, face, neck, and the running water wet every part of her body.

She shook her head and felt that that was not the real her last night!

After taking a shower and wiping her hair, Jiang Qianxun concluded that it must be because she was too young, not experienced enough, and had little experience in relationships between men and women, that she was easily tricked by this thirty-year-old, experienced man.

But when she thought of this, she frowned. He was thirty years old and very experienced... Fortunately, it didn't go completely wrong last night, otherwise she would have felt very uncomfortable.

Jiang Qianxun sighed. She didn't expect that she still had a virgin complex.

Xing Mingyu is already thirty years old, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible that he can still be a virgin.

She was wrapped in a set of long-sleeved and long-trouser pajamas and cream-colored girls' slippers. She stood in the living room and looked at the man who was busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner.

Isn't this what Uncle Song was talking about - a love veteran who is experienced and specializes in deceiving young girls who are inexperienced in the world?

Xing Mingyu didn't realize that he was being misunderstood. He toasted four slices of bread and fried two eggs.

I put fried eggs and vegetables between two slices of bread, plus some cheese and cottage cheese found in the refrigerator, and heated a cup of warm milk.

Two breakfasts were quickly placed on the table.

Jiang Qianxun felt someone looking at her, and without any hesitation, she sat down to have breakfast.

I was busy for so long last night, got up early, and took a shower to expend my energy, so I was really hungry.

After sitting down, Jiang Qianxun ate his breakfast without saying a word.

Xing Mingyu sat on the chair opposite. When he was busy in the kitchen, she felt furious at the man's methodical and ease-of-hand look.

Seeing his long knuckles holding up the sandwich, she frowned and said, "One alone won't fill me up."

The implication was that he had to give her his share as well.

He couldn't even think of eating a single bite of breakfast.

These beasts in human clothing should all starve to death.

Xing Mingyu raised his eyes when he heard the voice, and looked at the childish and innocent little woman opposite him who was deliberately taking revenge on him. He smiled, pushed the food to her and said, "Here you go."

I have to say, this sandwich is delicious. Jiang Qianxun looked at the second one that was pushed in front of her and frowned. She felt like she was punching cotton.

I just couldn't vent the anger that was pent up in my heart.

Xing Mingyu had gentle eyes and a smile as he watched Jiang Qianxun across from him nibble on the sandwich in his hand bit by bit.

Then it was like having to pick up the second one.

Obviously, she drank half a cup of milk and was so full that she couldn't finish the second one.

Jiang Qianxun looked up and saw the high nose bridge of the man opposite her, staring at her eyebrows gently, he was gentle and handsome.

But she knew that this was just a deceptive appearance.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you." Jiang Qianxun took a bite of the second sandwich in her hand, pinched it calmly, and squeezed it into a mess. Then she put it on the plate, pushed it over and handed it back to the man.

I don't believe that this won't disgust him to death?

The man sat there with his back straight, the sleeves of his white shirt not rolled up, but neatly fastened with cufflinks, looking elegant and serious.

"Thank you."

He took the sandwich from the plate with his big, bony hands and began to eat it slowly.

Jiang Qianxun: “…”

After finishing an incomplete sandwich, Xing Mingyu stood up and began to clear the dishes on the table.

When he collected the milk cup, he stared at her fair and clean face after the bath and asked her calmly, "Do you want to drink the remaining half cup of milk?"

"No more drinking!"

I'm so angry.

How can I drink this?

The next moment, the man picked up the remaining half cup of milk, moved his throat, and drank it all without wasting it.

Jiang Qianxun was annoyed: "Xing Mingyu, why do you drink my milk? That's my cup!"

"Didn't you give me the sandwich you had bitten into yourself?"

Xing Mingyu had strong brow bones and deep eyes. He took a step slowly towards her, his expression serious: "Besides, Chihiro... we kissed for a long time last night, so it doesn't matter if we share a cup, right?"

"..."

Jiang Qianxun looked at his cold appearance seriously and said something that made people blush so much that blood could ooze out.

I was so scared that my legs went weak and I felt a strange tingling sensation somewhere in my body.

"When this project is over...I will quit and never see you again!"

Jiang Qianxun almost ran away and went back to the bedroom to catch up on her sleep. She even locked the door, as if the person outside was not Xing Mingyu but a poisonous man.

He always said a few words, which made her feel an unstoppable heat in her heart and she didn't know where to vent it.

Her life was completely messed up!

Xing Mingyu looked at the tightly closed door, and when he breathed in, he could still smell the warm and sweet fragrance that the girl emitted when she ran away.

His Adam's apple rolled, he looked at his watch, put away the dishes, picked up his jacket, and left for the company.

The meeting was postponed because it was a rare opportunity for me to have tea and chat with my grandfather, but now that the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, I can no longer postpone it.

2:30 pm, company meeting room (1).

Xing Mingyu was dressed in a suit and tie, sitting upright, without a single wrinkle on his clothes, and his tie was tied tightly at his collar.

He is undoubtedly an elite with a serious and meticulous look.

Those sitting below are all company executives and partners.

Qin Group is one of the contractors, and the person attending this meeting is Qin Chuan.

When Jiang Qianxun walked in in a simple business suit, two pairs of eyes turned to her at once.

"..."

She sat down calmly.

Most of the senior executives present were middle-aged and elderly people. They usually didn't read gossip news, but they knew that Qin's stock price had plummeted before.

Everyone also knows that the stock price plummeted because of Qin Feng's personal lifestyle problems, which seemed to be related to a female celebrity.

But they are more concerned about whether the stock price will rebound, and have no interest in clicking on all kinds of gossip to see the insignificant ins and outs.

In the hot pot restaurant, Jiang Qianxun and Zhao Xi fought each other and took off their masks to reveal their faces.

Some young people in the design department have sent her messages, surprised that Director An is actually Jiang Qianxun! Jiang Qianxun is actually Director An!

The female secretary who came in to distribute documents also took a closer look at Director An who took off his mask, but she didn't dare to gossip.

Qin Chuan sat opposite Jiang Qianxun, separated by a horizontal distance of the long table.

For a few seconds, the man was shocked that she was there.

I thought she only cared about her grandfather's Huawen Group, and that the job she found would be in a small company that was not as good as Huawen Group and Qin's.

Unexpectedly, she would meet Xing Ming here.

And the position is director of architectural design.

Qin Chuan frowned, his mood was neither good nor bad. He asked Xing Mingyu in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "How long has Jiang Qianxun been in your company?"

Xing Mingyu raised his hand to check his watch and said calmly, "Not long."

"When you came to apply for the job... did you know who she was?"

"do not know."

"So, you only found out about this in the past two days..."

After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he fell silent. He looked up at Jiang Qianxun, who had a fair face and curled eyelashes, but was reading the documents carefully.

This was the first time he saw her fully committed to her work.

When I was pursuing her before, she was extremely cold and difficult to pursue.

As time went by, I don’t know if it was because of the companionship that made the feelings gradually grow, or if someone said something to her, but once again, she finally accepted him as her boyfriend.

During their two-year relationship, she studied abroad for more than a year.

I occasionally go back to China because of holidays.

It seems like I'm in a foreign relationship most of the time.

It was also at this time that Qin Chuan clearly realized that the two of them had been in an overseas relationship for so long.

Because at that time, his mind was all on Zhao Xi, and Jiang Qianxun, his nominal girlfriend, was always ignored by him.

He didn't care how long Jiang Qianxun had been abroad.

In front of Jiang Qianxun, he had no emotions, just like a perfect boyfriend, considerate, caring and gentlemanly.

Jiang Qianxun was just a tool he used to anger Zhao Xi, a complete tool.

Therefore, he never even paid attention to what major Jiang Qianxun studied abroad or what his dream was.

In the past days, if Jiang Qianxun had quarreled with him and asked him...which country she was studying in?

He admitted that he had no chance of getting it.

The only thing she remembered was which country Zhao Xi had run off to with another man.

At this moment, Qin Chuan was very surprised and surprised to see Jiang Qianxun’s great achievements in the construction industry.

Thinking about it now, it seems that the reason why he and Jiang Qianxun were able to live together peacefully for two years was not only because he was not serious about that relationship.

Jiang Qianxun wasn't too serious about it either.

For some reason, Qin Chuan's face darkened uncontrollably when he thought about the woman opposite him working a hundred or a thousand times more seriously than when she was dating him.

Jiang Qianxun neatly organized the information in his hands, stood up and walked to the front, and said formally: "Then, let me tell you about the relevant ideas of the organizational space."

Sitting at the other end of the serious conference table was Xing Mingyu.

Qin Chuan's eyes were not on official business, but on the woman with strong professional ability.

Xing Mingyu moved his big hand with distinct joints, and the pen in his hand hit the table in front of him, making a crisp "dong" sound.

It's like reminding some people that they should focus on the meeting.

The senior executives on both sides were looking at the projection in front of them, and they were in the most serious meeting state of their lives.

Xing Mingyu has been in a high position for a long time, so every move he makes is not redundant.

The moment the pen hit the table, it must have been someone's distraction, which made the man in the main seat angry.

Jiang Qianxun also heard the knocking sound: "..."

She raised her almond-shaped eyes with doubt and looked over.

Don't understand what he means?

Xing Mingyu sat there, looking serious, his dark and calm eyes containing peace, but he was staring at her.

He had a handsome face and exuded the demeanor of a mature man. When she looked at him, he put down his pen, raised his big hand and loosened his tie.

If the man's sexy neck moves slightly, the scratches left by the woman's nails can be seen under the shirt collar.

Fresh bright red.

It hasn't scabbed over yet.

"..."

Jiang Qianxun forgot what he was talking about for a moment, lowered his head to look at the computer screen, and his cheeks began to burn.