One Year Marriage

   This time, when he returned to Jiang's old house, Jiang Jingxiu didn't say hello to Jiang Jingyuan in advance, but since today is Saturday, under normal circumstances, he would be at home.

   The results proved that Jiang Jingxiu was right in conjecture, Jiang Jingyuan did not go out, and what was unexpected was that Zeng Qiqing was there.

  Alright, they don't need to make another trip to Jiang Yuner's house.

   Zeng Qiqing was making tea for Jiang Jingyuan in the living room when she suddenly heard footsteps. She turned her head to look and saw Jiang Jingxiu and Fan Yingxuan walking in hand in hand.

   She couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Jingyuan, who had already had an ashen face next to her, then she stood up with wide eyes, and said in disbelief, "You... how dare you come back?"

   "Mom, big... Uncle..."

  Fan Yingxuan bravely called them out. Although he knew that the uncle was his biological father, the word "father" could not be called out anyway.

   Jiang Jingxiu nodded lightly, but did not make a sound.

   His father-son relationship with Jiang Jingyuan has always been tense, and now because of Fan Yingxuan, there is a danger of turning his face at any time.

   As for Zeng Qiqing, the second aunt, he doesn't like it even more.

  Although her mother and her father were only married when she was alive, and there was not much relationship between husband and wife, this cannot be the reason for Zeng Qiqing to intervene in his parents' marriage. In other words, Zeng Qiqing is an out-and-out junior, so it's no wonder that he has a good impression?

   After realizing that he liked Fan Yingxuan, he was still entangled. If one day he really married Fan Yingxuan, he would have to call Zeng Qiqing "Mom".

   "What? You brought Xuanxuan back in a grand manner this time. Could it be that you wanted to tell me that you figured it out?"

  Jiang Jingyuan's cold and stern voice came into his ears, pulling back Jiang Jingxiu's wandering thoughts.

  Jiang Jingxiu frowned and asked angrily, "What do you mean by figured out?"

   "Humph! I know what to ask!"

   Jiang Jingyuan snorted coldly, and his face became more and more ugly.

   Not wanting to communicate with his son, he simply glanced at Fan Yingxuan, which happened to meet Fan Yingxuan's eyes full of complicated feelings.

He was stunned for a moment, his expression gradually softened, and after a while he returned to his usual loving look, and said to Fan Yingxuan in a very gentle tone: "Xuanxuan, since you already know your true background, you should also understand that you and Jingxiu It is absolutely impossible to be together, and the child in your womb..."

Speaking of this, he paused, his eyes flashed with pity, mixed with a little regret, and said in a deep voice: "It's not only your child, but also the eldest grandson of our Jiang family, if it weren't for the two of you ... I will definitely accept it with joy, but unfortunately it backfires, you want to open up a little, just treat it... It's all a dream, hey..."

  Jiang Jingyuan sighed heavily after he finished speaking bitterly.

  Fan Yingxuan's heart throbbed suddenly, and she couldn't help clenching her palm tightly.

   She wanted to speak, but found that her throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of big hands, unable to make a sound at all.

   Aware of the pain and fear in her heart, Jiang Jingxiu's eyes sank, and he couldn't help clasping her fingers tightly, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, giving her silent support.

   Strange to say, this touch of him miraculously drove away the tension in her heart and made her gradually calm down.

   She couldn't help turning her head to look at him. At this moment, she saw his thin lips slowly open, and he said something shocking.