After a secret marriage, I became the biological mother of a rich and cute baby

Taking Yun Luoxi's feelings into consideration, Zhao Jingchuan had always been polite in the Zhao family. He did not have any airs of a young master at all. He even patiently accompanied Han Shulan to trim the flowers and plants in the garden.

This was the first time he acted cold and arrogant in front of everyone in the Yun family.

Everyone was stunned.

Yun Hong came back to his senses and quickly smiled: "Of course we all hope that you and Luo Xi can grow old together."

Han Shulan nodded in agreement: "Yes!"

Dong Fangfang and Yun Nian, mother and daughter, did not dare to say a word.

Zhao Jingchuan's clear eyes swept over the two of them, "This is best."

He continued walking upstairs.

Dong Fangfang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took Yun Hong's hand. "He was so scary just now, as if he wanted to kill someone. How could he behave like a son-in-law in front of his parents-in-law? I think he didn't take you seriously at all. It was too much."

Yun Hong frowned and said nothing.

Because of the huge gap in strength between the two families, he always treated Zhao Jingchuan as his ancestor. Before, Zhao Jingchuan was also very polite and courteous in front of him, behaving like a junior, which made him very satisfied.

But the look on Zhao Jingchuan's face just now really showed that he didn't take him, the head of the family, seriously, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Han Shulan glanced at Dong Fangfang and said in a deep voice, "Don't stir up trouble here anymore. It's because you spread rumors and caused trouble. Jingchuan and Luo Xi have such a good relationship. They didn't quarrel at all. If you hadn't said anything, how could Jingchuan not be happy?"

Just now during the meal, Dong Fangfang kept talking about the quarrels between the couple, and her words were hinting that their marriage would not last.

Dong Fangfang snorted coldly, "Anyway, I think this son-in-law is unreliable. Looking at his temper just now, if I make him unhappy one day, he will definitely turn hostile and ruthless."

Han Shulan retorted, "That's more reliable than you! The company just signed a big order yesterday, and they came just for Jingchuan."

Dong Fangfang curled her lips and said to Yun Hong: "Dear, we have to prepare in advance. We can't rely on him for everything. Didn't our family do well without him before?"

"Shut up!" Yun Hong growled and strode away.

After he walked away, Dong Fangfang looked at Han Shulan again and sneered, "Yun Hong was here just now, so I couldn't say some things directly. You should know best how fickle men are. If your daughter hadn't been lucky enough to marry Zhao Jingchuan, do you think there would be a place for you and your daughter in Yun Hong's heart?"

"Even Yun Hong has long been tired of you, let alone a man of Zhao Jingchuan's worth? There are many more temptations around him than Yun Hong. So what if he likes Yun Luoxi now? Sooner or later, he will change his mind, and I bet that day will come very soon. If you don't believe me, let's just wait and see!"

"Nian Nian, let's go!"

After Dong Fangfang finished speaking, she took Yun Nian away.

Han Shulan was so angry that her face turned pale, but she couldn't say a word in rebuttal until Dong Fangfang walked away.

Yes, men’s hearts are fickle.

She had to think of a way and never let her daughter follow in her footsteps!

Zhao Jingchuan came to Yun Luoxi's bedroom upstairs and knocked on the door hesitantly.

Yun Luoxi's weak voice came from inside: "I said I don't want to eat, let me rest for a while."

Zhao Jingchuan said: "It's me."

There was silence in the room, and after a while, the door opened.

"Jingchuan, why...why are you here?" Yun Luoxi lowered her head slightly and looked down at Zhao Jingchuan, not wanting her to see her red and swollen eyes from crying.

She didn't go downstairs to eat at night because she didn't want her parents to find out that she had cried. In fact, she was very hungry.

Zhao Jingchuan said: "I came to Haicheng to accompany you. Wherever you are, I should be there."

Yun Luoxi was stunned.

Is he not angry anymore?

"No need to accompany me, I... I've already gone to bed." Yun Luoxi still lowered his head and turned to walk inside.

Zhao Jingchuan followed her into the room and took a look at the bed. It was tidy and clean, not like anyone had slept on it before.

He asked, "Why don't you have dinner? Are you feeling unwell? Or are you in a bad mood?"

"Nothing, I'm just sleepy and want to go to bed early." Yun Luoxi climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and never made eye contact with Zhao Jingchuan.

Zhao Jingchuan stood beside the bed, looking at her lying on the bed with her back to him. His heart was in a knot. He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

I clearly wanted her to forget that man and fall in love with me within half a year.

But it seemed as if he was pushing her further and further away from him.

The bedroom was silent and no one spoke to break the silence.

Yun Luoxi closed her eyes tightly, not even daring to breathe heavily.

After coming back in the afternoon and checking Zhao Jingchuan's circle of friends, she wanted to apologize to him for the address book incident, but she was afraid that he would get even angrier if she mentioned Matt.

For most of the day, she opened his WeChat countless times, but she didn't have the courage to contact him.

Now that he was here, she was too nervous to speak.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Luoxi felt the mattress behind him sink slightly.

The next moment, he came up from behind and put his arms around her waist.

Her body suddenly tensed up, but then slowly relaxed in the next moment, and she finally spoke: "I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry." Zhao Jingchuan's voice overlapped with hers.

They were both stunned.

Then Zhao Jingchuan smiled with relief, put his soft lips on her ear, and whispered gently: "I should be the one to say sorry. I shouldn't have been upset with you because of a pinned address book. I was too sensitive. I shouldn't have driven with emotion. It's my fault that you were scared."

Yun Luoxi shook her head gently. "I was wrong first. There was a thorn in your heart. I should have paid more attention, but I didn't take your feelings into consideration."

Zhao Jingchuan said: "Then I accept your apology, can you accept my apology?"

Yun Luoxi was stunned.

Without waiting for her to answer, Zhao Jingchuan turned her body over and saw her red and swollen eyes.

He frowned slightly, feeling distressed, "I'm sorry, I made you cry again."

"Don't say sorry." Yun Luoxi lowered his eyes: "You have accepted my apology, and I have accepted your apology."

A curve appeared at the corner of Zhao Jingchuan's lips, as if a ray of warm sunshine was gently passing by.

His slender fingers gently held her delicate little face like a porcelain doll. That palm-sized face seemed as delicate as a work of art, exuding an intoxicating breath.

If he had known that his little wife was so easy to coax, he should have come earlier.

If he had come earlier, her eyes wouldn't have been as red and swollen as ripe cherries from crying.

Zhao Jingchuan's heart moved and he gently kissed her eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, lightly brushing his lips, like a feather gently touching his heart.

Zhao Jingchuan hugged Yun Luoxi tighter, and when she closed her eyes, his warm lips moved down and grabbed her little mouth...