Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

But she couldn't get involved in her son's emotional affairs at all.

In the past three years, she had found many wealthy ladies for her son, including European royal families, but he was as cold as ice and did not even look at her.

"Old Madam." An Qi greeted respectfully.

She nodded slightly, stood up and walked towards the backyard with a very cold attitude.

An Qi saw that she didn't like him, a leek root wife with a low status, and would definitely not be treated well by a wealthy mother-in-law.

What's more, she will be "going down" soon.

Xiaoqian is in class in the study room.

Just as she was about to go upstairs, Aunt Lan came over and said, "Young lady, there is an elevator here."

"Aunt Lan!" An Qi hugged her with some excitement, "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too, Xiaoqi. I feel relieved to see you are okay." There were tears in Aunt Lan's eyes.

"Aunt Lan, thank you for taking such good care of Xiaoqian."

"Xiao Qin is exactly the same as the young master when he was a child. He has to do everything by himself. Even though he is only over three years old, he is smart and knows everything." Aunt Lan said with a smile.

An Qi could see that although the two sons looked the same, they had completely different personalities. Xiaoqian was reserved and calm, while Xiao Songguo was lively and active.

As soon as she came out of the elevator, she bumped into Lu Junyan.

He was wearing a set of simple casual clothes, with a bit of laziness in his nobility, and a handsomeness that was so charming that he would not pay for his life.

"Come here." He whispered.

"What to do?" She didn't want to be alone with him.

"We were talking about personal matters before, but today we are going to talk about business matters." He turned around and walked towards his study.

An Qi was confused for a moment and followed.

Lu Junyan sat on the sofa, stretched out his iron arms, wrapped them around her slender waist, and pulled her to sit next to him.

She subconsciously moved to the armrest to keep her distance from him.

This subtle little movement stung Lu Junyan, making him frown slightly.

The huge gap in the middle of the sofa was like the invisible gap between them, which was constantly widening, as if he would never be able to cross it again.

"I remember you once said that you are a career-oriented woman and you have to rely on your own hard work to achieve financial freedom. Has that changed now?"

"No." An Qi replied immediately without thinking.

Lu Junyan poured a cup of black tea and handed it to her, "The position of director of the design department has been reserved for you. You won it through your own competition. Your teammates are waiting for you to return."

An Qi's heart twitched slightly, she took the cup and took a sip of tea, "I..."

She pursed her lips. It was her dream to become a top designer, but she didn't want to have too many entanglements with him.

Lu Junyan's eyes gradually became darker, as if a dark cloud had drifted over, blocking the sunlight that came in.

"I am a person who distinguishes between public and private affairs. Our relationship will not affect your work, and I believe the same is true for you. If you are willing to come back, I will set up a brand of your own in MG. If you plan to stay with me from now on, A husband teaches his son, burying his own talents and talents, and pretending that I didn’t say anything.”

An Qi rubbed her hands and had to say that his proposal was very tempting.

Your own brand!

This is every designer's ultimate dream.

but……

"Everyone knows about my relationship with you, will it be embarrassing if I go back?"

Lu Junyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "You took the position of director because of your own strength, not because of my relationship. There is nothing to feel guilty about."

An Qi sighed. They were about to get divorced. When the time came, she would change from the CEO's wife to the former CEO's wife. She didn't know how many strange looks she would have to endure!

While she was thinking, Lu Junyan suddenly came closer, his handsome face almost touching hers, and a strong sense of oppression rolled over her, making her heartbeat suddenly become a little heavier.

He raised his fingers and clasped the tip of her chin, "MG is your only choice. You can only be my helper, and you are never allowed to become my competitor!"