When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

"Let her."

The man's cold, indifferent voice came through, even though the woman was carrying his child.

Qiao Xun was stunned for a few seconds, but he was the president of Changfeng Group, so he wasn't surprised.

"President, she can solve your problem."

His long fingers paused for a second, but only for a second, before he said, "Continue."

"Mr. Fu is so eager for us to get married that he's scheduled blind dates for two months in advance. With a suitable candidate available, it's like getting one free – a win-win situation. I think this efficient solution is feasible."

For them, marriage, a solemn and sacred union, is like a collaborative project.

"Furthermore, I have investigated and found that Ms. An and her mother are each other's only family. Her mother is in a liver disease hospital and urgently needs money."

Qiao Xun couldn't have been clearer: money could buy him a woman and a ready-made child belonging to the CEO.

Moreover, this woman doesn't require any effort or time; money can be used to appease her, and the Fu family has no shortage of money.

In this way, Mr. Fu will not nag about the president, and the president will not have to waste time going on blind dates to please Mr. Fu.

The other party's purpose is clear: as long as the money is enough and the conditions are met, they will obediently comply and will not cause any trouble.

One seeks wealth, the other peace and tranquility; each gets what they need.

Isn't this much more peaceful and efficient than marrying a rich girl with complicated relationships?

Since he was going to get married and have children anyway, An Xiaoyue was the best option.

"Is your brain working properly?"

"The top science student in Jincheng Municipality missed a perfect score by eight points."

"Itinerary".

Qiao Xun's face lit up with joy, for he knew the president's schedule by heart.

"President, you are available from 11:00 AM to 1:30 PM tomorrow."

Fu Shengyang's gaze finally shifted and landed on Qiao Xun. "Here you go. We'll get the marriage certificate tomorrow."

"Yes, President."

Qiao Xun left the office and immediately began planning the project for the president's marriage registration the next day.

Because of her part-time job and taking care of her mother, An Xiaoyue was unable to return to her dormitory before closing time, so she rented a room in a farmhouse near the back gate of the school.

The landlord is an elderly woman living alone. The rent is cheap, there's no disturbance, and there's no curfew.

She finished her two part-time jobs at 4 a.m. last night and slept for four hours.

An Xiaoyue brushed her teeth, wrung out a towel to wash her face, packed hot water and books, and set off for school.

I bought two of the cheapest vegetarian buns from the cafeteria to solve my breakfast problem.

She entered the nation's top medical school with the highest score in the national exams.

However, those who are admitted to the eight-year clinical program are exempt from the pressure of postgraduate and doctoral entrance exams, meaning their starting point is not bad.

The editor-in-chief of the textbook spoke with great enthusiasm on stage, and An Xiaoyue listened attentively.

She wants to win the national scholarship, so naturally she wants others to study harder and make the most of every minute to absorb knowledge.

So, her phone vibrated in her coat bag, but because the clothes were too thick and she was too focused, she didn't notice it at all.

It wasn't until the break between classes that she checked her phone to see the three missed calls.

An Xiaoyue was worried that it was a call from another doctor at the liver disease hospital, so she left the classroom and found a quiet place to call back.

"Hello, I am An Xiaoyue."

"Miss An, our CEO wants to marry you. Please prepare."

"I'm busy."

An Xiaoyue thought it was some new type of scam call, so she swiped her finger to end the call.

I'm busy!

Qiao Xun stared at his phone, which had just been disconnected, for a few seconds, wondering if he hadn't been clear enough on the phone.

Since that's the case, I'll have to go to the school myself to arrest them.

You can find the course schedules and corresponding classrooms for each major on the official website of Beijing Medical College.

An Xiaoyue wished she could stretch a 24-hour day into 48 hours, so she had no time to waste on scam calls and immediately erased the matter from her mind.

She used the break time to digest what the professor had just said.

As soon as the bell rang, An Xiaoyue quickly left through the back door of the classroom.

"Miss An Xiaoyue."

An Xiaoyue was stopped by someone downstairs in the teaching building.

The man was wearing a typical suit, but his demeanor was different from that of someone selling critical illness insurance.

"Is something wrong?"

"I'll take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate."

An Xiaoyue paused, recalling the phone call from earlier, "With your CEO?"

“Yes, the biological father of the fetus in your womb.” Seeing more and more students coming down, to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qiao Xun suggested, “Let’s talk somewhere else. You name your terms.”

"Row."

If An Xiaoyue hesitated for even a second, it would be disrespectful to the one million.

The person who could easily come up with a million dollars, who found out she was pregnant yesterday and came to her door today, is clearly someone with exceptional abilities.

If the other party is willing to take responsibility, she can give birth to the child.

She convinced herself yesterday and scheduled the surgery.

But last night she had a dream. The baby had a round face, big eyes, was sucking on his fingers, and called her "Mommy" in a babyish voice.

She tried her best not to think about it, but she couldn't suppress the reluctance in her heart.

Disconnecting is difficult, and she has been trying her best.

After some negotiation, An Xiaoyue and Mr. Qiao Xun, the representative of the man, reached a prenuptial agreement by the small lake at the school.

"Ms. An, the contract has been drafted. Please confirm that it is correct and that you have no objections before signing it." Qiao Xun handed over the contract and pen.

An Xiaoyue took it and smiled, "You were prepared?"

Qiao Xun: "Mutual benefit and win-win".

"Win-win, I like that." I hope my mother can also win against her illness.

An Xiaoyue had suffered many losses while doing part-time jobs, so she read contracts very carefully.

The contract terms are clearly defined.

She is to bear this child for the Fu family and fulfill all the duties of a wife and mother. In the event of a divorce, she will not be entitled to any of the husband's property, except for child support.

The man provided medical expenses and helped find a suitable liver donor for her mother, An Jiaren.

Thinking of the man's coldness and disregard for her feelings that night, An Xiaoyue corrected him, "I need a liver source from a legitimate source."

"of course."

An Xiaoyue signed directly, "It's done."

She handed over the contract, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Undoubtedly, given the current situation, marriage is her best option.

In the short time they spent together, Qiao Xun, who had seen countless people, realized that An Xiaoyue was a very pure person.

Or perhaps being raised too well has made them less worldly-wise, less tactful, and less wary of others.

They are inexperienced in the ways of the world, but they are also easily exploited by others who take advantage of their weaknesses.

She is pure and beautiful, with a clean heart; no man without considerable strength can protect her.

Qiao Xun raised his wristwatch to calculate the time. "I've already made arrangements. Bring your documents and come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau now. As long as the president arrives, we can get the marriage certificate in about ten minutes."

"Is there anything else after we get the marriage certificate?"