Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

"Grandpa, the baby has started to learn to speak recently!" Nan Gongyu deliberately squeezed over, and stood beside the old man intimately, taking Ruan Qianya's place.

Ruan Qianya didn't expect that she would squeeze over suddenly. Unprepared, she bumped her so hard that the red envelope in her hand almost fell to the ground.

These seemingly unnoticeable details were all seen by Jing Yihong at this time, and at the same time made him very disgusted.

Seeing the contented face of the old man smiling, Jing Yihong still cared about Nan Gongyu's face, and didn't make it clear immediately.

After that, Nangong Yu excused the child to rest, took the child from the old man's hands, and handed it directly to the nanny.

Seeing that a child needs two nannies to escort him, the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You are not very young, but you are quite imposing."

"Grandpa, you don't know that. There are so many people here today, and there are many people with mixed eyes. This is all for the safety of the child."

Nan Gongyu deliberately looked at Ruan Qianya, and said in a strange way: "This is also a warning to those who have evil intentions."

Ruan Qianya's eyes were cold, her heart was evil, were she talking about her?

At this time, Nangong He suddenly appeared, and said in a dazed tone, "Hey, everyone is here! I didn't miss any good shows, right?"

Seeing that Nangong He appeared only now, the old man asked displeasedly: "What did you do? Why did you only show up now?"

Nangong He smiled flatteringly, "It's not that I met a beautiful woman at the banquet, so I exchanged more feelings."

"Nonsense! Don't even look at what day it is today!" The old man glared at him angrily, his eyes were full of anger.

Before the old man lashed out at him, Nangong He took out the red envelope and handed it to Nan Gongyu.

"Sister, this is the red envelope I prepared for my child. I planned to give him a hug. But your nanny watched too closely and never gave me this chance."

A few seemingly inadvertent words from Nangong He solved the problem of intruding into the room before, but it seemed that Nangong Yu was wrong when he said this in front of the old man.

The old man frowned, sighed softly, and said to Nan Gongyu, "I can understand that you feel sorry for the child, but all of us present here are our own family members. Sometimes we are too defensive, and we will be isolated instead."

"Yes, Grandpa, I remember." Nangong Yu replied pretending to be obedient, and then looked at Nangong He with fierce eyes, as if she wanted to tear him apart.

It was getting late, and the old man took the initiative to greet Ruan Qianya: "Qianya, let's accompany grandpa back to the old house today."

Ruan Qianya suddenly came back to her senses, and immediately nodded in agreement.

This month it was Nangong Lingyu's turn to take care of the old man in the old house, and the old house was much quieter.

It's just that Ruan Qianya's mind was full of thoughts about the child, and she didn't close her eyes all night.

The next day, she was still giving advice at the design company in the morning, and was called back to the group in the afternoon to be given advice.

After an afternoon meeting in the conference room, she was forced to learn some financial knowledge from Nangong Lingyu, and he finally let her go.

As soon as she came out of the meeting room, Jing Yihong stopped her. Under her blank gaze, she whispered, "See you at the coffee shop downstairs."

After speaking, without giving Ruan Qianya a chance to refuse, Jing Yihong had already gone back to the office.

Although full of doubts, Ruan Qianya left the building obediently, sat in a nearby coffee shop and waited.

Not long after, Jing Yihong walked into the coffee shop with a bag, went straight to Ruan Qianya, and put it in front of her eyes.

"What is this?" Ruan Qianya asked blankly.

Jing Yihong just gave her a look, signaling for her to open it for herself.

Ruan Qianya opened the bag with doubts in her heart, took a look inside, and when she saw the contents, she immediately stayed where she was, her eyes were full of shock.

It was the clothes she designed by herself. Last night, Nangong Yu threw them on the ground with disgust, but now they appeared in front of her cleanly.

Ruan Qianya's heart was warmed by such a heart.

She suddenly raised her head, looked at Jing Yihong gratefully, "You are..."

"Since you designed it yourself, it's better to give it back to you than throw it away." Jing Yihong's tone was cold, seemingly indifferent.

In fact, after the birthday party last night, he personally rummaged through all the trash cans before finding this discarded dress.

But these, he didn't need to tell Ruan Qianya.

Ruan Qianya's cold tone made the warmth in Ruan Qianya's heart gradually dissipate. She closed the bag and laughed at herself, "Since you can't wear it for your child, it's better to throw it away."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to see Jing Yihong's gloomy expression, and simply found an excuse to escape, "I still have something to do, let's take a step first."

She got up and walked out of the coffee shop. Just as she was walking on the zebra crossing and was about to return to the building, the sound of a car horn suddenly came to her ears.

She turned her head subconsciously, and saw a private car driving towards her very fast. She wanted to avoid it, but her legs seemed to be pinned and unable to move.

Just for a moment, she closed her eyes in despair, but someone threw her body out and fell directly to the ground.

Ruan Qianya opened her eyes, only to see herself being tightly protected in Jing Yihong's arms, and his face so close at hand made her heart move.

But in the next second, seeing the bruise on his cheek, Ruan Qianya immediately came back to her senses, stood up suddenly, pulled Jing Yihong up, and took a careful look at his whole body.

His cheeks were bruised, his elbows were scratched and blood oozes out, his suit pants were torn, and the condition of his legs is unknown.

However, Jing Yihong didn't care about his injuries, and just scolded her in a cold voice: "Is your mind empty? Seeing the car hit you, why didn't you hide?"

"I didn't realize it..." Ruan Qianya knew she was wrong, and her voice of defending herself was much lower.

"But you, knowing the danger, why did you save me?"

Jing Yihong didn't know what he was thinking at that time, but he seemed to react instinctively at that moment.

Ruan Qianya didn't expect him to answer at all, she just felt that the wound on his body was very glaring, and every time she looked at it, her heart would tingle violently.

"Let me accompany you to the hospital to treat the wound."

Jing Yihong didn't resist, but snorted softly, "It's just right, let the doctor check your brain to see if it's empty."

Half an hour later, Jing Yihong was sitting in the hospital, his face livid and terribly gloomy, just because the nurse asked him to take off his pants.

"How can I apply medicine to you if you don't take off your pants? What's more, I always have to see if there are other wounds?"

With a dark face, Jing Yihong directly tore the hole in his leg with force.

When he threw Ruan Qianya down, he landed on his knees first, so naturally the injury on his knees was more serious.

He said lightly: "It's all right now."