I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

Jane Qiaoxin's complexion is calm, and even though her heart is turbulent, she can still calmly say: "Brother Hua, you laughed, of course I believe you."

Xiao Zihua was surprised to see him indifferent: "Are you still obsessed?"

Since we are acting, we must do it to the end.

"I was happy with Mr. Yan, even if he didn't have me in his heart, I would recognize it, but I didn't have the ability to help him." After Jane Qiaoxin finished speaking, there was deathly silence.

I thought this was a play for Xiao Zihua, who knew that after speaking, my heart felt a pain, like a needle stick, sharp and delicate.

He turned around and wanted to go. As a result, a waiter happened to go upstairs at the top of the stairs. When the two people collided, the wine glass in the waiter's hand fell to the ground, and the broken bottle made a crisp sound.

Xiao Zihua hurried over to protect him: "How is it, are you hurt?"

The waiter also panicked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm walking a little faster."

"You don't have long eyes!" Xiao Zihua yelled angrily and still couldn't help himself: "You can't see him as big as he is. What if he hurts? Are you responsible!"

Jane Qiaoxin was also taken aback, but it was not serious. He patted Xiao Zihua's hand and apologized to the waiter: "It's okay. I'm not okay. I just turned around too anxiously."

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and bent down and hurriedly cleaned up the scene. Such a big movement here naturally attracted the attention of many people, including the people on the sofa.

Zhao Tao looked upstairs, squinted her eyes, and muttered: "Xiao Zihua? Who is next to him, boyfriend?...Hey, where are you going, Brother God?"

The man who was originally sitting on the sofa sank when he saw the figure, and went straight upstairs as if he could not hear the shout.

Jane Qiaoxin noticed the many eyes that looked at him blankly.

Xiao Zihua took his hand: "Let's go, take you back."

"Where to go back?"

A slightly low voice came from the stairs, and Yan Qian's figure slowly appeared in front of the crowd. He glanced at the liquor that was filled with the broken glass of wine on the ground, and his expression was silent.

Xiao Zihua's heart tightened: "Uncle."

Yan Gan let out an "um" and looked at the hands of the two people consciously or unconsciously: "I haven't said yet, where do you take him back?"

Jian Qiaoxin felt a taste of Shura inexplicably. He was a little nervous and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Xiao Zihua didn't let him do it.

Xiao Zihua was cut off by her uncle and bewildered her sweetheart. At this moment, she was also agitated. He said, "My uncle is too much in charge. Don't you talk to Miss Zhao about love, and take care of us leisurely?"

When the voice fell, everyone looked different.

Zhao Tao downstairs looked happy when she heard these words, but Yan Qian looked cold.

Yan Gan didn't get angry but laughed instead. He walked closer, and his leather shoes made a crisp sound when he stepped on the smooth floor, as if he was stepping on the tip of a person's heart. How kind and kind to the eyes of others, that elegant smile on his face How dangerous is Xiao Zihua's eyes.

Yan Gan stood still in front of Xiao Zihua. He stretched out his hand and pulled Jane Qiaoxin into his arms, and then looked at Xiao Zihua, his magnetic voice was very gentle: "Talk about love? My nephew reminded my uncle. You've grown up too, it's time to fall in love."

Xiao Zihua had a bad feeling in his heart.

Yan Gan seemed to be discussing, but in fact he was very domineering and resolute: "I just happened to talk with my brother, and the young lady of the Wang family was here today, and my uncle would recommend you, so that my brother would not always remember your marriage."

Xiao Zihua just wanted to say: "I don't..."

Father Xiao came up at the end of the stairs. He knew that his son was making trouble here and he was embarrassed. When he heard Yan Gan's words, he rejoiced: "Asshole thing, don't hurry up and thank you uncle!"

At a banquet like this today, people from several families were all there, and every move was aroused. If Xiao Zihua dared to say something **** that offended people, that would be a real death. Besides, it’s good for Yan Gan to help tie the line so as not to save himself. The **** son is still in trouble, and the uncle's people dare to **** it.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at Xiao Zihua's face full of dissatisfaction. This was a sign of madness. He subconsciously shrank Yan Qian and was very scared: "Mr. Yan..."

Yan Gan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Jane Qiao Xin became stiff, realized that there were many people here, and planned to stay away from him. As a result, her waist was hooked, but her arms tightened.

Yan Gan squeezed his hand: "Be good."

The people at the banquet came and went, and most of their eyes were gathered around, and their eyes were focused on the person next to Yan Qian.

Jane Qiaoxin leaned half of her body on Yan Gan. What he smelled between her nose was not only the faint sandalwood scent of Yan Gan, but also the faint fragrance of perfume. Since he was pregnant, he has been very sensitive to the smell.

It's nothing, the perfume smells normal, and it's not uncommon to smell someone sprayed in the crew, but at the moment I feel particularly sick.

With his stomach churning up and down, Jian Qiaoxin finally couldn't help it. He pushed Yan Qian away and bent over and began to retching.

Yan Gan's face changed, and he squatted down and patted him on the back: "Uncomfortable?"

"Um..." Jane Qiao gave him a new push, her voice a little weak: "You smell of perfume."

Yan Gan saw him uncomfortably and quickly took off his jacket. After he threw it to the attendant, he came over and half-wrapped Jane Qiaoxin: "Uncle is not good, is it still uncomfortable?"

Jane Joe's news is out of perfume, so he shook his head.

Someone rushed up at the top of the stairs. Zhao Tao was wearing a gorgeous gown with makeup on her delicate face. She looked at the scene in front of her incredulously: "Brother Gan?"

Yan Gan was annoying at the moment, turning his head sideways and sternly: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Tao's lips moved: "Who is he?"

The woman's instinct makes her very unhappy now, especially Yan Gan's attitude towards Jane Qiao's new is alarming!

Jane Qiaoxin stopped Yan Gan as soon as she was about to speak. Jane Qiaoxin sighed and raised his face: "I am Mr. Yan's friend, I am sorry to disturb you."

Zhao Tao was dubious: "Really?"

Jane Qiaoxin nodded weakly. He was exhausted physically and mentally: "That's it."

Yan Gan frowned, but didn't say anything after all. He helped Jane Qiaoxin stand up and said to the others: "He is uncomfortable. I will send him back. I am unaccompanied."

Yan Gan is not the only one who arrives at Yan's house, there are also many side branches.

Everyone had different thoughts after watching a good show.

Yan Fang leaned on the railing and watched the two people leaving the banquet raise their eyebrows. He smiled: "It's rare to see the third brother's good show. It's really rare."

The second son of the Yan family next to him said: "You have to check, the person next to him seems to be pregnant."

"Interesting." Yan Fang drank the wine: "It's so interesting.

For so many years, Yan Qian, even if you are inexhaustible, as long as you have something you care about, you will have weaknesses, and people with weaknesses cannot control the Yan family.

In the car

The weather is freezing cold in winter, and I feel chills when I get out of the hotel to the underground garage.

When Yan came out, he didn't even take his coat. He was wearing a shirt. It looked cold. Jane Qiao looked at him quietly, only to find that the man had a cold face, which was colder than the weather.

The low air pressure inside the car makes people afraid to breathe.

Jane Qiaoxin held back for a while, and finally arrived: "Mr. Yan, what happened at the banquet today... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have passed by without permission."

"Yeah." Yan Gan replied, "Small things."

Yan Gan sat leaning against the window, and the light from the street lamp on the road fell on the person.

He is angry.

Jane Qiao saw it newly.

But he already apologized, why is Yan Gan still angry?

Jane Qiaoxin's fingers unconsciously pinched the corners of his clothes. He hesitated and said: "Mr. Yan...Is it because Miss Zhao I provoked misunderstanding and destroyed your feelings."

Yan Gan moved. He looked sideways, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth: "What spoiled? Didn't you say that we are friends?"

Jane Qiaoxin stopped talking.

There was a momentary silence in the carriage, which caused the driver in front of him to death. The driver had no idea how Jane Qiaoxin would be so stupid. He hadn't seen her husband smoking already, so he could say such a thing!

Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand in a lazy posture: "Xiaoxin, can uncle ask you a question?"

This is the first time Yan Gan has called his name.

Jane Qiaoxin felt bitter and uncomfortable. He tried to keep calm on his face: "You said."

"You don't want to tell Zhao Tao about our relationship because you are afraid of her dealing with you, or are you worried about your reputation in the entertainment industry in the future?" Yan Gan paused, with a lazy voice: "Or, you just don't want to get involved with me. relation?"

After all, male celebrities get pregnant before they are married, and they still give birth to capitalism. It is shameful to spread it out.

Yan Gan can understand that from any angle, Jian Qiao's new choice is completely okay, but as long as he thinks of these, he can't hold back his anger.

Jane Qiaoxin’s eyelashes trembled. He touched a bottle of water and took a sip before saying: “I just don’t want to ruin the relationship between you and Miss Zhao. Besides, I also want to protect your reputation.”

The bottle was unconsciously squeezed, using strength that Jane Qiaoxin hadn't even noticed. He didn't dare to say, he didn't dare to say any desire for Yan Gan.

Seeing that he did not deny it, Yan Gan's heart has gradually become cold, and the man sneered: "So, I have to thank you."

Jane Qiaoxin's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he hurts, he hurts, he hung his head and whispered, "No thanks."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped to zero.

The driver in front thumped his chest and his feet, God, will the two people chat? He can see that the driver who drives every day is affectionate, how can the chat break up after chatting?

When the car stopped in front of the house, Yan Qian got out of the car.

Aunt Zhang in the house had been waiting for someone to come back, and she greeted her happily: "Have you come back?"

Yan Gan nodded and went straight up the stairs: "Get him something to eat. I'll take care of some company affairs. There is a video conference to be held."

Aunt Zhang's smile solidified on her face, keenly aware that the atmosphere was wrong, she nodded cautiously, and watched the people upstairs enter the room before coming down.

Jane Qiao's new face was also haggard, and he said, "I'm not hungry."

"Oh, ancestor, how can you not eat!" Aunt Zhang was anxious, she took Jane Joe's new hand: "If you can think of me as an old woman, tell me what's wrong? Isn't it okay in the morning? "

Jane Qiaoxin had no face to mention, he gently shook his head: "It's okay, I just have no appetite."

Aunt Zhang didn’t force it, she persuaded: “If you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about your children. You’ve been tired for a day, so you have to eat a little bit, otherwise it’s your own suffering.”

child.

Jane Qiaoxin endured his heart, he nodded: "Okay, then you can cook me some porridge."

Seeing that he agreed to Aunt Zhang, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. There was porridge stewed in the kitchen and soon a bowl came out. She put the millet porridge on the table and pulled the chair away.

Jane Qiao thanked her and sat down.

Aunt Zhang glanced upstairs and tentatively said, "Send Agan to come down and take you to eat?"

Jane Qiaoxin shook his head: "No, I'm fine."

He said that he was really okay if he was okay. He ate half of the bowl by himself and he really ate it. Aunt Zhang looked at him with trembling. In the past two months, Jane Qiaoxin had severe morning sickness and couldn’t eat anything at all. It's really strange right now, I really ate most of the bowl by myself.

The two must have quarreled, otherwise Yan Gan would be such a careful person, it would be impossible to know that he would not go downstairs if he wanted to eat.

Jane Qiaoxin put down his spoon and stood up: "Thank you, I'm done."

Aunt Zhang nodded, and a little worried: "Is it okay?"

"What can you do?" A smile appeared on Jane Qiao's new and beautiful face: "Isn't this already eaten?"

Seeing him like this, she put her heart down. She turned around and started to clean up the things on the table. However, less than a few moments away, when she was halfway to the stairs, she suddenly bent down and started to vomit. He curled up, probably because she had endured it before. This time, the reaction was very strong. At the end of the vomiting, there was nothing in my stomach, and I started to vomit acid water.

All the chopsticks in Aunt Zhang's hand fell to the floor, she hurriedly rushed over: "Xiaoxin?"

Jane Qiao waved his hand, he quickly said: "It's dirty here, don't come over."

"What silly thing to say!" Aunt Zhang helped him to sit on the sofa downstairs, and she said: "Slowly take a moment, I'll clean up, and then...and eat more."

Jane Qiaoxin hesitated and nodded obediently.

After Aunt Zhang cleared the stairs, she saw Jane Qiaoxin curled up on the sofa and hugged her knees, motionless. This was an extremely insecure posture, like a little hedgehog who wanted to protect herself.

After going home, I took off my coat and my belly was a little bigger, but my figure was still thin, especially his face was barely fleshy, and his eyes were tinged with faint cyan, which was distressing.

Aunt Zhang sat down beside him: "My child, let me ask more, have you quarreled?"

Jane Qiaoxin said: "No, it's my own problem. I trouble him and make him unhappy."

"That's also Agan's fault." Aunt Zhang patted his hand, a little angry: "You are pregnant with his child, and he is your husband. How can I be angry with you at this time? I really don't know what to say! "

husband.

Jane Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "It's really not his problem."

After a pause, the young man on the sofa blinked. He looked at the opposite sofa, where there was a fairy tale book. That was where Yan Gancheng was sitting.

Jane Qiaoxin said: "Auntie, can I ask you a question?"

Aunt Zhang nodded: "You ask."

"Am I not too likable?" Jane Qiaoxin sat up and said, "I seem to have messed up again. I obviously wanted to get along well, but it made him angry again."

Aunt Zhang felt sour, and she said, "How come, you are much more pleasing than Wen Yuan!"

Jane Qiaoxin smiled. He stopped talking, but stood up and walked toward the dining table: "What you just said is correct. I have to think about the child. I still have to eat more."

There was a bowl of porridge on the table. He picked up the spoon and took a few sips, and the feeling of vomiting came again.

Aunt Zhang saw that her face was wrong, she said, "I'll get Agan down."

"No!" Jane Qiaoxin put down the spoon suddenly, he pursed his lips, blinked his eyes, and tears fell: "Don't disturb him."

Aunt Zhang: "..."

Why are you so stubborn?

Jane Qiaoxin picked up the spoon again by himself, he dug a little bit and ate slowly, and his tears fell into the bowl and mixed with the porridge. He didn't care, and just ate the food dumbly.

There was a sound from the second floor.

Yan Qian appeared on the stairs. He had changed his clothes, but he was still very formal.

Aunt Zhang asked: "Are you going out?"

"Yeah." Yan Qian adjusted his tie: "The company is in a hurry."

Aunt Zhang hesitated to look at Jane Qiaoxin who was sitting in the chair, hoping that she would be soft, even if not, at least take the opportunity to say something!

Jane Qiaoxin's head was dull, and she didn't look up, for fear that Yan Qian would see the red eyes.

Yan Gan paused when he passed the table, his tone couldn't be heard with joy or anger: "I'm going out, you go to bed early, don't stay up late."

Jane Qiaoxin nodded, still not looking at him.

Yan Gan paused for a moment, seeming to want to say something, but finally went out, and Aunt Zhang behind him hurried out to see him off.

The wind outside was very cold. Yan Qian walked straight to the garage. His body was straight. Since he came out of the house, he had lost his warm mask. It looked like thin ice at the moment, looking very horrible.

Aunt Zhang sighed, "Why are you going out again this night?"

Yan Qianman carelessly: "There is something in the company."

"You lied to others, but you can't lie to my old lady." Aunt Zhang followed him step by step: "Agan, do you love him, you two are quarreling, and he is also uncomfortable. You just didn't see..."

Yan Gan paused, his eyes were a sarcasm, and he looked sideways: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Aunt Zhang was frightened by the anger in her eyes.

"Isn't he trying to draw a clear line with me? Doesn't he want to destroy the relationship between me and Zhao Tao, he won't feel good." Yan Qian's heart burned: "I'm not interested in playing any tricks. He doesn't like it, just let him!"

Aunt Zhang: "..."

This kid is usually very shrewd, so how come things start to get rid of Jane Qiaoxin's body?

The sports car in the garage was driven out of the garage. Aunt Zhang, who was familiar with Yan Qian, understood that this was definitely not going to the company, but going out to indulge.

When she returned to the house, there was no one on the dinner table. After waiting for a while, the bathroom door was opened, and Jane Qiaoxin stood with the door frame supported.

Aunt Zhang's heart softened: "Those up again?"

Jane Qiao shook her head obediently: "I just vomited a little, it's okay."

Aunt Zhang made a suggestion: "May I serve you another bowl?"

"No, I will vomit even after eating." Jian Qiaoxin didn't make it difficult for others anymore, he cleaned up and went upstairs to rest.

The wind outside was fierce, and Aunt Zhang said from the bottom of the room: "It's okay if you go to bed early, it might rain today."

The half-walking figure suddenly paused: "It's raining? Will there be thunder?"

Aunt Zhang didn't know why, but she still said, "The weather forecast says it's a thunderstorm, but it will stop tomorrow morning. Don't worry."

Jane Qiaoxin gripped the fingers of the stair handle too hard, so he hesitated and said: "Mr. Yan...when will you be back?"

Aunt Zhang didn't dare to say, she urged: "You call him, he will be back soon."

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin was silent, and he thanked him and went back upstairs.

Entertainment clubs

Yan Gan took the pool cue and leaned against the table to drink water. Huo Jue, who was on the opposite side, hit another goal with excellent accuracy.

Huo Jue stood up straight: "Go back."

"Go back and fart." Yan Gan threw the water bottle on the side of the sofa: "I won't go back tonight. It took less than ten minutes to play, then come."

Huo Jue stepped aside and sat down: "Your heart is not here. It's boring to play with opponents like you."

Yan Gan sneered and threw away his club: "Then play in another place. It's really meaningless to play."

"..."

Huo Jue leaned against the sofa: "Have you quarreled with your wife?"

"First, I have no daughter-in-law." Yan Gan twisted a bottle of wine and drank half a glass: "Second, I am an adult, why would I care about a child?"

Huo Jue said, "Maybe it's because you like him."

Yan Qian was very upset. When he was about to change places to play, a sound of thunder came in through the window, and his expression changed.

Yan Gan: "Is there rain today?"

There was another thunder roaring outside, and then there was rain on the windows.

Huo Jue looked out the window: "Thunderstorm."

"Fuck!" With a low curse, Yan Gan picked up one side of his suit jacket and walked out, as if he was anxious to go home.

Huo Jue: "Don't you say you can't go back tonight?"

What responded to him was the sound of the outside door being suddenly closed, so it is said that a man in love can't afford to hurt, and a friend of a man in love can't afford to hurt it now.

Yan Zhai

Under the heavy rain, it was very loud, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

Jane Qiaoxin was buried in the quilt, covering her head, her whole body curled up, various images in her mind overlapped, her hands tightly clutching the quilt, cold sweat broke out.

downstairs

As soon as Yan Gan entered the door, he saw Aunt Zhang on the first floor. He said, "Where is Xiaoxin?"

Aunt Zhang: "Upstairs..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Qian had already ran upstairs. His steps were fast, and his slender legs fell a few steps upstairs.

The door of the room was opened, Yan Gan calmed down, he slowly walked towards the bed, and whispered, "Xiaoxin?"

The dumplings on the bed trembled.

Yan Gan walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. He put his hand on the quilt and was able to face the tremor.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and suddenly—

"Boom!"

A shock of thunder exploded in the sky again, a white flower flashed out of the window, and the person inside the quilt snorted like crying.

Yan Gan frowned. He was about to go out and get a headset to come in. But as soon as he walked to the door, he heard a sound from behind him. The trembling voice was a little uneasy: "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Gan stopped. He turned his head sideways and saw a head sticking out of the bed. Jane Qiaoxin stared at him with a pale face: "Are you back?"

Yan Gan nodded: "Yeah."

It was raining outside, and Jane Qiaoxin gritted his teeth: "You...me, can you stay with me for a while?"

Yan Qiao paused while holding the doorknob. He hesitated for a while, and finally walked to the bed. The coat was thrown on the ground. The man sat on the bed halfway and raised his eyebrows: "Would you like to hug?"

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin slipped into his arms silently.