Her ex-husband was too cold; after being reborn, she hid her pregnant belly and left her father behi

Xie Qingyi usually values ​​money the most, and her face changed when she heard that she would lose money.

The older generation still believes in metaphysics and fate.

Seeing Xie Qingyi's expression change, Yan Lan quickly said sarcastically, "Qian Sui, when did you start believing in these superstitious things?"

"Sister-in-law, actually I didn't think about it that way. It's just that Qiao Weiwei always says she's very pitiful, without a father or mother, relying on her grandmother for survival. I was a little curious, what kind of person could be so miserable? So I went to the personnel department to check her birth date. Recently, I've become a bit interested in metaphysics and destiny, and I saw it mentioned in a book. If you don't believe it, that's fine, just take it as entertainment. Oh, by the way, sister-in-law, you have a water element in your birth chart, and if you get too close to him... you'll be disfigured."

Jiang Qianhui doesn't know how to tell fortunes, but she remembers that in her previous life, Xie Qingyi had been having bad luck and kept losing money, and Yan Lan almost got disfigured due to an allergic reaction at the beauty salon.

She wanted to see how they would manage to cause trouble.

Yan Lan felt a chill run down her spine when she heard that she would be disfigured, but she still pretended to be calm.

Zhan Yanxun's eyes were deep and filled with anger.

"Jiang Qianhui, she's already pitiful enough. Do you still have to spread rumors and slander her, leaving her without any friends?"

Jiang Qianhui's watery eyes flickered, and she said innocently, "How could I not have any friends? President Zhan, you can get closer to him, since you're a big fan of Nike!"

Zhan Yanxun's face grew increasingly gloomy.

Jiang Qianhui ignored him and calmly said, "I've recently become quite superstitious about metaphysics and fate, so I don't dare get too close to her. I'll go upstairs to rest first. Best wishes to you both, may you both stay cool."

After saying that, Jiang Qianhui left in a great mood, leaving a room full of people who were unhappy with her.

Yan Lan said sarcastically, "Qian Sui, really, to say such a thing about a pitiful person. If you don't like someone, you don't have to call them a jinx. It's so unkind to humiliate someone like that."

Zhan Yanxun said coldly, "Whether she is kind or not is none of your business!"

Yan Lan was instantly embarrassed.

……

in the room.

Jiang Qianhui is applying face cream and has switched to safe skincare products that are safe for pregnant women.

She couldn't get angry; it wouldn't be worth it for Qiao Weiwei to get angry over Zhan Yanxun.

She needs to take good care of herself during pregnancy and maintain good skin, so she can be a happy pregnant woman.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her face showed impatience.

"What you just said was too much."

Jiang Qianhui scoffed. Was this just someone who felt sorry for his innocent little white lotus and came to seek justice?

Jiang Qianhui didn't look at Zhan Yanxun, and continued to do her skincare routine while saying, "President Zhan, are you feeling sorry for me? I just said it was just for entertainment and for reference only."

Zhan Yanxun frowned, his voice angry: "Did you consider other people's feelings when you said those things?"

Jiang Qianhui chuckled upon hearing this, stopped what she was doing, looked at Zhan Yanxun, and said, "No one else has considered my feelings, so why should I consider theirs?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you ask me before bringing people home? I'm a germaphobe and can't stand anything dirty. Either give me half of your property, and I'll leave immediately and stop saying things you don't want to hear."

"She's injured and there's no one to take care of me. What's wrong with letting her stay at home for a few days? You keep bringing up divorce. Do you think you can threaten me?"

"How is this a threat? This is just a reasonable suggestion. And since you're going to take care of them, go down and take care of them right away. They're probably secretly wiping away tears after hearing what I said, so go and comfort them and take good care of them."

Zhan Yanxun said in a low voice, "I have already arranged for a servant to take care of her personally. This is my room, and it is not your place to kick me out."

Jiang Qianhui: "..." Uh? He could tell she was trying to get rid of him, so how could he shamelessly stay?

After Zhan Yanxun finished speaking, he lay down on the bed, and Jiang Qianhui was so angry that her hands trembled.

Zhan Yanxun suddenly looked at Jiang Qianhui and said, "The skincare products you usually use don't seem to be these."

Jiang Qianhui felt as if she had been stabbed; how could this bastard notice that?

"President Zhan, you have such a good eye. Let's try the new product."

Jiang Qianhui put down her skincare products and looked at Zhan Yanxun, saying, "President Zhan, is there no electricity or water in your penthouse? Why are you running here all the time? Oh, right, Qiao Weiwei is here. But why don't you just take her to your penthouse instead of taking up my bed here?"

"If you want to sleep, then get on board and sleep. If you don't want to sleep, then get out!"

After Zhan Yanxun finished speaking, he lay down and went to sleep, leaving Jiang Qianhui cursing in her heart:

Only a dog would sleep with you; I'd rather sleep on the sofa than sleep with you!

Taking up a pregnant woman's bed, you'll be born without an anus, you son!

Pshaw, pshaw, pshaw... My son has absolutely nothing to do with you.

……

When Jiang Qianhui woke up in the morning, she suddenly found herself in bed, but Zhan Yanxun was gone.

She was a little confused; she wondered if she had killed Zhan Yanxun in her sleep last night.

Never mind, it has nothing to do with her.

When Jiang Qianhui came downstairs, Qiao Weiwei, Yan Lan, and Xie Qingyi were already having breakfast, and Qiao Weiwei was sitting in her usual spot.

Jiang Qianhui's eyes turned cold; that chair was no longer acceptable.

They were chatting and laughing, and seemed to get along very well.

It was clearly a story of Xie Qingyi and her two daughters-in-law getting along harmoniously.

But thinking about it, they really do have this connection.

When Qiao Weiwei saw Jiang Qianhui coming over, she quickly said warmly, "President Jiang, please come and eat. I'm so sorry, my sister-in-law, Mrs. Zhan, and I ate before you."

Jiang Qianhui scoffed, "So you're calling her sister-in-law now? Why don't you call her mother-in-law too?"

"It's okay, eat more. You're sick, so eat more. Otherwise, who knows if you'll have another chance?"

Xie Qingyi, her face grim, rebuked, "Jiang Qianhui, Qiao Weiwei was invited to Zhan Yanxun's home as a guest. Look at your attitude."

Yan Lan chimed in, "Qian Sui, Weiwei is a really nice person. You can't bully her like that. Yan Xun hates unkind people the most."

Jiang Qianhui smiled, her eyes full of mockery.

“Sister-in-law, you’re right. You two are such good people, risking your lives to be kind to a cursed loner. As for me, I’m just an ordinary person.”

Jiang Qianhui's feigned sadness as she reflected on herself only made Xie Qingyi and Yan Lan feel uneasy.

Yan Lan said sarcastically, "Qian Sui, you're a top student who graduated from A University, how can you believe in such nonsense?"

"So I'm just an ordinary person, not as noble as my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. Protecting the cursed lone star with their own safety is truly touching. I'll be going now."