After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Seeing Jiang Yingyue talking too much, before Han Qi could speak, Fu Juntong was the first to hold back. Before Jiang Yingyue could finish speaking, Fu Juntong interrupted her.

There are special security personnel outside the room. Hearing Fu Juntong's angry shout, someone immediately entered the door. After Jiang Yingyue was restrained, they took advantage of the opportunity to take her out.

"I'll go by myself." Jiang Yingyue naturally refused to maintain the restrained posture, and immediately struggled.

But the person who held her down was very steady. How could she, a pampered young lady, be compared with a professionally trained person, who could only be forced to be half pulled and half helped out.

Jiang Yingyue knew very well that this was the situation now, and the most important thing she should do now was to go back quickly and arrange everything that could be arranged before going abroad to minimize losses.

After all, in name, she is the only child of the Jiang family, and everyone outside is just an illegitimate child. Competing with her requires countless times more energy than her.

Even if she is temporarily sent abroad, she may not be without a fight.

But she is not reconciled, she feels that she is already very good, her appearance, education, and family background are all good, and she secretly promised Fu Juntong a long time ago, Han Qi has nothing, how can he compare to her? !

Even Han Qi is not a member of their circle at all, powerless and powerless, so what if you say a few words to him, and he is not such a wealthy person, can it be okay to say a few words, and she didn't really do anything to him do what.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and when she was struggling, she wanted to continue to say some nasty things, but this time the person who suppressed her had already taken precautions, and took her out of the box before she could say anything, Go up the corridor next to the hall.

It's too close to the hall, and any louder voices can be heard clearly.

Jiang Yingyue didn't dare to yell here if she was afraid of losing face. If someone heard it, she would lose her face even more. She looked back bitterly, and had to rush home in a hurry.

On the way back, Jiang Yingyue was still trembling with anger. Anger is such a thing that it is easy to lose control once it comes up.

She blamed Fu Juntong for being merciless, and hated Han Qi who was the fuse, but she never reflected on her own problems.

If she had a good voice at the beginning, and didn't just belittle others because of her high self-esteem, there would be nothing like it later.

***

In the private room, Fu Juntong was still angry, not only angry with Jiang Yingyue's rude words, but also angry with himself.

It's fine if Han Qi can't remember, how could he not remember!

As early as when he heard the three words Miss Jiang, he should have realized who she was, instead of waiting for her to realize it after entering the door.

Otherwise, even if Han Qi opened his mouth, she would never come in, and it would be impossible for her to scold Han Qi.

But as the scolded party, Han Qi, he wasn't too angry.

He saw that Fu Juntong was more reactive than he was, and the veins on his forehead were about to burst out of anger, so he quickly comforted him: "Okay, don't be angry."

He took a teacup, scalded it with water, poured water into it, tested the temperature, and after feeling suitable, he handed it to Fu Juntong: "Drink some water slowly."

Fu Juntong took the water glass and drank it all in one go without thinking about it. Only then did he feel a little calmer.

He turned to look at Han Qi, with a hint of self-blame in his tone: "Aren't you angry? It's my fault. I should have thought of it earlier. If I had thought of it earlier, how could I let her in."

Han Qi smiled indifferently: "Angry, how can someone not be angry after being scolded, but I'm fine."

From another angle, Jiang Yingyue also said that he was good-looking, so why be angry about that.

He leaned his head on Fu Juntong's shoulder, turned his face to the other side, looked at the lake view in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Besides, I really can't compare to the Jiang family. Moreover, Brother Fu, you let her in because I spoke up. Why are you blaming yourself?"

Han Qi really didn't feel anything. If he was so easily irritated by other people's words, he would have been irritated to death after so many years.

After all, what Jiang Yingyue said was also true. From a purely profit point of view, Fu Juntong was in a bloodbath when he gave up the benefits that the Jiang family could bring him and chose Han Qi.

Jiang Yingyue was right in saying this, and Han Qi knew it very well.

"Don't say it anymore." But Fu Juntong didn't want to hear Han Qi say that about himself.

"Okay." Han Qi could hear the meaning of Fu Juntong's words, so he didn't continue, and began to bask in the sun with peace of mind.

The afternoon sun was about to fall, and the light emitted now happened to be the most gentle and comfortable.

However, Han Qi still felt a little glaring, so he closed his eyes, leaving only the warmth of the light on his cheeks.

Fu Juntong was afraid that his shoulder bones were hard and he was panicking, so he turned around and adjusted Han Qi's position manually so that his head could rest on a softer and more comfortable place on his chest.

Han Qi was not polite at all, and leaned his entire upper body weight on Fu Juntong.

Fu Juntong was suddenly pushed into his arms, and he was so nervous that he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Fortunately, reading books for so many days is not for nothing, and so many close contacts have also improved his reaction speed.

Fu Juntong was at a loss for a while, then turned his back on the guest, and naturally put his arm around Han Qi's waist.

At first, it was just a light hug, and after a while, seeing that Han Qi had no intention of refusing at all, he boldly took an inch and hugged her waist firmly.

It wasn't enough to dislike him, he was born with a possessive desire to pull Han Qi into his arms.

Fu Juntong sat upright, but Han Qi was not, so Fu Juntong's chin just touched the top of Han Qi's hair.

Fu Juntong was reluctant to use his strength, fearing that Han Qi would be tired, but he was also reluctant to let go, so he leaned lightly on the top of Han Qi's head, his chin only made superficial contact with the strands of hair.

"For me, you are the most important thing." Fu Juntong's voice was deep and deep, and at this moment, he deliberately softened it, bringing out a touch of lingering.

The books these days are not in vain. Although there are some wrong instructions, there are also correct directions. At least Fu Juntong has accumulated some vocabulary, so that he can say it properly at this moment.

He was rational this time, and he worked very hard to control himself, not following up with another word that killed the scenery.

"En." Han Qi responded softly without moving.He felt the touch of his whole body, only felt the tenderness in front of his eyes, and the tenderness behind him. In the tenderness of the room, he opened his eyes.

The sunlight was not as dazzling as he imagined, on the contrary, it opened up his world little by little with just the right proportion and temperature.

It's not as bad as he imagined.

This good mood lasted for a long time.

Fu Juntong's vision was very accurate. At least every place he took Han Qi to, the taste of the food could perfectly match Han Qi's preferences.

During the meal, Fu Juntong kept observing Han Qi's state, seeing that he didn't show any strange expressions, and his appetite didn't affect him in any way, so he was relieved and continued to pick up vegetables for Han Qi graciously.

Fu Juntong had never done these things before, but after doing it a few times, he became more and more comfortable now.

Watching his sweetheart devour what he feeds him bite by bite will give him a sense of full satisfaction.

So Fu Juntong was happy to feed him.

After the sun has completely set, the lake has no sunlight embellishment, only artificial lights remain.

The artificial light is not as natural as the natural sunlight, so they set off on their way home. As usual, it was Fu Juntong who drove.

Before the car started, sitting on the seat, when Fu Juntong turned sideways to fasten his seat belt, Han Qi suddenly grabbed Fu Juntong's tie, jerky, and pulled him by the tie, making him look at him at the same level.

Looking at each other, Han Qi approached Fu Juntong's ear in the eyes of Fu Juntong who didn't understand, and his soft voice was accompanied by a slightly moist exhalation, which made Fu Juntong forced out of his body in the car with a moderate temperature. sweat--

"You asked me if I was angry before, and I said I wasn't. Now that I think about it, I'm still a little bit."

"It's all because of your rotten peach blossoms."

The author has something to say:

Regardless of whether it is the literature of the overlord or the literature of pinching the waist, we must take the essence and discard the dross!

Mr. Fu accepts everything according to the order, sometimes the essence and sometimes the dross, but he can distinguish sometimes, so the essence is the majority (shock sound), he is doing well today, he can speak today.

So does the cub!He is more promising than Boss Fu today!