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

This was the first time Jiang Qianxun had to face the overbearing and tyrannical side of this man, who completely ignored what she said.

He who knows the affairs of state is a hero. Since her small arms cannot bend his long legs, there is no need for her to waste words.

Isn’t it just a road?

It's not her who's tired anyway.

She simply gave up struggling, buried her face in the man's arms for fear of being photographed, and let him carry her from the hall to the hospital entrance.

As soon as I walked out the door, Aunt Lan called again.

She knew without answering the phone that it was a reminder that the car she called had arrived.

She looked around and found the black Volkswagen that Auntie Lan had just told her about. She raised her beautiful eyes and said, "My car is here. You can let me out now."

Xing Mingyu did not stop, he carried her across the black Volkswagen in front of him, put her directly into the back seat of the stretched Maybach, and fastened her seat belt.

"Xing Mingyu!"

This was the second time Jiang Qianxun called his full name today.

The man who then walked around the car, got in, and locked the door remained expressionless, and told Assistant Zhou in a calm voice, "Go to the Jiang family villa."

The car quickly drove out of the hospital gate.

Jiang Qianxun wanted to have a fight with the man next to her.

Unfortunately, her fetus was not stable yet and she was afraid of hurting the baby by any movement. Assistant Zhou did not listen to her instructions, so she had to close her eyes and force herself to calm down.

When she opened her eyes again three seconds later, she had quickly regained her composure.

"I'm going back to my apartment in Yuhu Bay."

She didn't want to take this man back to the villa. Aunt Lan already knew that her company dinner was almost aborted, and she was so anxious when she called before. But when she got into trouble, her immediate boss personally escorted her. Aunt Lan didn't know how to worry and question her at that time.

It gives me a headache just thinking about it.

As expected, Assistant Zhou was unmoved. It was not until Xing Mingyu gave him a look that the car changed direction.

It was twenty minutes later when we returned to Yujingwan.

She explained to Aunt Lan for a long time that she was fine and that she was just too nervous and panicked. She finally managed to calm her down, but when she turned around, she saw that the man behind her did not go upstairs to his own home, but followed her to her door.

Since Assistant Zhou was not around, she didn't have to endure it anymore and turned around to look directly into the man's deep black eyes.

"Now that I'm home safely, can you rest assured?"

Xing Mingyu felt that the aloofness on her face was a bit glaring. He walked past her with his long legs and went straight into the house to put on the pair of men's slippers he had worn last time.

Jiang Qianxun was angry and was about to say something to him when he heard his voice with a hint of self-blame.

"I'm sorry for hurting the child."

"If you live alone or rely on others to take care of you, I will be held responsible if anything happens."

The man said in a low voice: "I will leave after the pregnancy is stable."

The implication was that he was willing to take responsibility for his "recklessness" that night and take care of her until she had finished her seven injections of progesterone.

Although they seem to care about each other, they actually have a clear grudge against each other.

In this light, his anxiety and concern at the Golden Diamond Hotel and the hospital make sense.

He is indeed a man of his words.

With his character as a guarantee, she didn't need to be pretentious. It was him who caused her to become like this anyway.

After realizing this, she turned around and closed the door without any hesitation.

"Since Mr. Xing wants to take care of it personally, I won't be polite."

She said as she bent down to get her slippers.

Before her fingers touched them, suddenly, a pair of slender hands took the slippers to her feet.

Jiang Qianxun glanced at the man squatting in front of her, then generously handed over a pair of shod feet.

Without any hesitation, the man held the heel of the flat shoe with one hand and pinched the toe with the other, then pulled it down, revealing her jade-white feet.

From her angle, she could see the man's perfect head shape, neat black short hair, and chiseled profile.

He bent his long legs, knelt on one knee, and picked up her slippers and put them on her feet. He looked like he was doing something very pious.

"Switch your feet."

The man's deep voice brought her back to her senses.

Meeting his deep eyes, Jiang Qianxun quickly looked away, retracted her foot, and raised the other one.

Still the same action.

But when he put the slippers on for the last time, he pinched his fingers on both sides of the slippers and rubbed them against her white and tender feet through the fabric.

This touch reminded her of the "dream" that night.

The hot, rough palm slid down from top to bottom, gently grasped her heels, and rubbed them back and forth...

Her face suddenly became extremely hot, and she abruptly retracted her feet, lowered her head, passed the man and sat on the sofa, giving him orders.

"It's a bit hot, I want some ice water."

Only ice water can quickly remove the heat from your face.

Xing Mingyu obediently stood up, took long steps, and went to the kitchen.

When he came back, he handed him a cup of warm water.

"The doctor said that pregnant women should avoid coldness."

Although they were words of concern, the tone was distant and indifferent.

Jiang Qianxun suddenly felt that the heat on her face, which had been burning just now, had subsided a lot.

"Thank you."

She took it and swallowed two mouthfuls.

Seeing the man still standing in front of her, and thinking about his attitude, she felt a little annoyed for some reason.

"The hospital is dirty. I want to take a shower. Go and help me run the bath water."

That being said, she didn't think he would do it.

Who is Xing Mingyu? Ever since he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he has always been served by others. How could he serve others?

How could he tolerate her ordering people around like this?

She waited for him to find an excuse to slam the door and leave.

However, before she could take the third sip of warm water, he turned and went into the bathroom again.

After a sound of water, he had rolled up his shirt sleeves neatly, walked up to her, put the water glass on the table, and picked her up by the waist.

"You, what are you going to do?" The sudden weightlessness made her hug his neck involuntarily, and she asked him with a puzzled look on her face.

"shampoo."

"I can wash myself, put me down."

Soon, she was put down by the man, but on the edge of the bathtub in the large bathroom.

"you......"

Before she could say anything, the man suddenly pressed on her, scaring her so much that she couldn't even utter a word.

She could only stare blankly at the man's strong arms resting on her ears.

Above his arms, the top two buttons of his black shirt were unbuttoned at some point, and his strong abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen underneath.

Her sight continued up along the abdominal muscles, collarbone, Adam's apple, and perfect jawline. The man's deep eyes were looking into hers.

When she met the burning gaze from him, the heat on Jiang Qianxun's face, which had just faded away, instantly rose again.

By the time she realized what was happening, she had her small hands on his chest and was pushing him hard.

"I'll wash my hair, what do you mean by that?"

The girl pushed harder and harder, and the man had to hold her fair and slender wrist with one hand.

The soft and delicate touch reminded him of the last time she touched him. His throat tightened, but he couldn't help but soften the force on his palm.

"Stop it. Be good."

After saying that, the other big hand that was supporting her ear moved under the back of her head.

His face got closer and closer, his hot breath entangled with hers, and she could even see his overly long eyelashes.

Jiang Qianxun was frightened, and she instinctively moved upwards to sit up.

However, when she raised her head, she touched two warm spots.