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

In the elevator after get off work, Director An's shy expression when her eyes met his, her nonchalant calmness when she livened up the atmosphere just now, and her proud pair of breasts under her black clothes...

This kind of extremely pure and charming woman was something he had never dared to dream of in the past forty-three years.

Unexpectedly, I was pleasantly surprised to find one next to me today.

No wonder Qin Chuan became a hot topic because of her.

This woman is quite interesting.

Jiang Zhaoming's gaze was too obvious. Not only the other people present, but even Jiang Qianxun could not ignore the look from the opposite side.

She paused with her chopsticks in her hand, glanced around, and found that the delicious dishes were gone. She touched her stomach. Although she was not full, the salt and pepper shrimp was a bit greasy. She now just wanted to go back and drink the soup made by Aunt Lan.

She put down her chopsticks and stood up.

By the way, he reached out to stop the waiter from handing over the menu: "No need, I'm full, I'll go home first, you guys eat slowly."

Sister Li glanced at Jiang Zhaoming, whose eyes were scanning the girl's proud breasts and slender waist inch by inch, and then remembered the survey information she received when she got off work. Sister Li immediately reached out and grabbed the girl's arm.

"Director An, don't be anxious. Today's project is progressing smoothly, all thanks to you for livening up the atmosphere. Even if you are full, you can still sit for a while before leaving. Now that our great contributors have left, how can we eat more? Don't you agree?"

Sister Li's words immediately resonated with her colleagues, and female colleagues from other departments came over to invite her to return to her seat.

Unlike the last department gathering, almost all department heads came to this dinner. Jiang Qianxun was not someone who did not understand the ways of the world, so it was difficult to refuse and she had to sit down.

"Okay, sit for a while then."

After saying that, she poured herself another glass of water.

As soon as my hand touched the kettle, it was taken away by a hand wearing a black luxury watch.

"Everyone is happy today, so what's the point of drinking water? We have to drink! Especially since this is our Director An's first dinner with everyone, we have to have a drink. Waiter, bring another bottle of red wine."

Those present immediately agreed.

Glancing at the burnt index finger pressing on the handle of the kettle, Jiang Qianxun finally knew where the smell of smoke that she didn't like came from.

She looked indifferent and refused directly without even raising her head.

"I'll just drink water."

We were all adults, and when Jiang Zhaoming personally went to her and urged her to drink, everyone knew what he meant.

But now he was rejected by the other party. Jiang Zhaoming felt a little embarrassed and snorted and returned to his seat.

The atmosphere that had just become lively became a little stagnant again.

Receiving the look from Jiang Zhaoming across from her, Sister Li moved her stool closer and looked at the girl drinking water like an elder.

"Okay, okay, drink the water. I have a niece who is about your age and she is also a stickler for what she says. Girls nowadays are becoming more and more opinionated. Seeing you is as friendly as seeing her."

At this time, the waiter brought the red wine.

Sister Li poured a glass and continued, "But opinions are opinions. Sister Li is at least two generations older than you. I can't keep up with you younger generations in terms of ability, but I have experienced more than you. No matter how capable a woman is when she is young, it will not be the same when she is old and can no longer do anything."

Jiang Qianxun said nothing and continued to sip his tea.

Seeing that she did not refute, Sister Li took the teacup from the girl's hand and handed her the poured red wine.

"While you are still young, you still have to find a good backer. To be more straightforward, you have to rely on a man. With a man and children, you will have food to eat when you are old. Otherwise, after a hundred years, you won't even have a place to bury your body. Sister Li, I've been through this before, and I will never lie to you."

Jiang Qianxun looked at her empty palms, and finally turned to look at Sister Li: "So?"

Sister Li clearly felt the contempt and coldness in the girl's eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled and said, "Ah, look at me, seeing that you are about the same age as my niece, I become more talkative. Isn't this annoying? Come, I'll drink a glass as a punishment."

Sister Li drank it generously, and amid the cheers of her colleagues, she poured another cup and looked at her: "The second cup is for you. From now on, we are colleagues. If you have any problems, please take care of me."

"I said, I can't drink." Why is it so difficult for people to communicate with each other?

"Director An, you are joking. You are young and you are not pregnant. Why can't you drink? Come on, give Sister Li some face and have a drink. Just one drink."

After saying that, Sister Li actually handed the cup directly to her lips.

Are you using your seniority to pressure her?

"What if I don't drink it?"

"That's not giving me face. Come on, if one glass is not enough, then half a glass." Sister Li held the back of her head with one hand and forced the red wine into her mouth with the other hand.

Jiang Qianxun's patience with Sister Li finally reached its limit.

She didn't know if it was because the atmosphere was too bad, but she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen. When her tongue touched the spicy red wine, she waved her hand.

"Oh!"

The red wine glass was knocked over and all the wine splashed onto Sister Li.

"How much is your face worth?"

Sister Li probably didn't expect that she would hit him. She looked down at her white shirt stained with red wine in embarrassment and wanted to curse.

But when he thought about the fact that this woman had a higher position than him and couldn't be sent to Mr. Jiang's bed right now, it was unlikely that he would be promoted by pleasing Jiang Zhaoming tonight...

It would be a huge loss if I lost my job, so I finally shut up.

The situation suddenly changed and the atmosphere was even worse than when Director Gao was here just now. No one dared to speak for a while, and several female colleagues came over to help Sister Li clean up.

Finally, Jiang Zhaoming spoke up with a dark face and stood up directly: "Director An, Sister Li is a warm-hearted person, but she is only offering you half a glass of wine, do you need to get so angry?"

Jiang Qianxun wiped off a drop of red wine on his sleeve, not wanting to waste time talking to them, and said coldly: "Mr. Jiang, we are all adults. Anyone with eyes can see why Sister Li urged me to drink. It's also because I have a good temper now. If it were in the past, it wouldn't be as simple as pouring a glass of red wine."

When his truth was exposed in front of all the heads of various departments, Jiang Zhaoming's lust for her finally turned into anger.

"...Director An, you are not the young lady of the Qin family. Don't think that you can slander others without any evidence just because Qin Chuan supports you. In terms of family background, your Jiang family is a poor little family, not even worthy of carrying shoes for my Jiang family! If you know what's good for you, kneel down and apologize to me tonight, otherwise I will make sure you can't get a job in the company!"

Except for Xing Mingyu, no one has ever dared to act rudely in front of him!

When he is one of those male bosses from an ordinary family?

Jiang Qianxun felt her lower abdomen becoming more and more uncomfortable. She slammed the water cup in her hand on the table, stood up and walked out.

But she stopped when she passed by Jiang Zhaoming, and she smiled: "Kneel down? Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I was born with stiff knees, I can't kneel down. As for you wanting me to fail in the company, if you have the guts, you can ask Xing Mingyu to fire me! I'll be waiting."

She looked at the PR who was acting like a pimp: "And you, Sister Li, since you were so 'enthusiastic' in advising me just now, I'll give you a suggestion too. Next time you see someone, you'd better be more polite and stop talking nonsense. It's too late to absorb feudal dregs! Otherwise, even a barrel of red wine can't wash away the rotten smell on you."

"And 'no children, no place to bury my body after a hundred years.' If that day really comes to me, I can bury my body or not. I won't be the one who's scared if my body is left on the street. It would be even better if I could die in front of a real estate project in the inner ring. It would lower the housing prices and benefit the majority of workers."

After saying that, she left the room, speechless as never before.

"Oh!"

As soon as the door of the private room was closed, Jiang Qianxun could no longer bear the increasingly intense pain in her lower abdomen.

Adjusting her breathing, she leaned against the wall and walked into the elevator door. She pressed the next floor and door close buttons several times. Her pale face was reflected in the elevator mirror.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, she frowned and felt that the pain in her lower abdomen was becoming more and more like the last time she had a miscarriage.

Is this going to happen again?

Two good kids, can you please let your mother go?

Although she has been taking pregnancy-preserving pills during this period, she did the same thing as Xing Mingyu last night. Although she didn't have sex, her lower abdomen did feel tight for a few minutes when she was most comfortable.

She remembered that information online showed that a tight lower abdomen is called... uterine contractions?

No, she had to go to the hospital for emergency treatment.

But why is this elevator so slow?

She held her increasingly aching belly and looked carefully. The buttons for the sixth and fifth floors of the elevator were both lit.

At the same time, Xing Mingyu was here.

He declined his partner's invitation to a post-dinner club, but he was not in a hurry to go back.

The tall and long-legged man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass at the door of the VIP room. After standing for a while, he took out the cigarette box and lit it up as usual.