I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

cool night

The autumn wind blew in the corridor from time to time, Jian Qiaoxin sneezed while holding his nose, and he shrank back.

He didn't have any thoughts about clothes or anything, and walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down. Jian Qiaoxin played back the scene of Yan Gan and the boy downstairs over and over again in Jian Qiaoxin's mind.

Yes, it's actually normal.

It's normal for rich people like them to find some entertainment when they have nothing to do, right?

Jian Qiaoxin slowly curled up under the quilt, comforting herself all the time, but she will never pass the cut. Although she has found an explanation, she still can't let go of it.

Burying his head into the pillow, curling up his palms unconsciously, Jian Qiaoxin sighed silently, he thought—Yan Gan was different.

The next day

Sunny day after the rainstorm, the sky is blue.

The temperature in autumn is very comfortable, and the air on the tree-lined path is fresh and natural. Jian Qiaoxin didn't sleep very well last night. He got up at five or six o'clock. He had nothing to do, so he just came for a walk.

There was a dog barking not far away, and a little yellow dog was running on the trail.

Jian Qiaoxin turned around and saw Yan Gan jogging in casual clothes on the boulevard, followed by an energetic little yellow dog.

The little yellow dog noticed Jian Qiaoxin and ran over enthusiastically.

"Wang Wang!"

Jian Qiaoxin took a few steps forward, but was overtaken by the little yellow dog. Little Huang was not afraid of life at all, and wagged his tail at Jian Qiaoxin.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly, he bent down and touched Xiao Huang's head.

Yan Gan jogged over from behind: "It really likes you."

Jian Qiaoxin froze, stretched out her hand, and said in a calm voice, "It's quite cute."

There is a gentle breeze on the tree-lined path, and golden maple leaves fall from time to time. Jian Qiaoxin is wearing the clothes that the manor found for him again. The straight yellow hoodie has a big bear on the chest. With a pair of white cloth shoes, the whole person is set off by the vibrant yellow, making him look a few years younger.

Yan Gan gave him the rope for walking the dog in his hand: "You can play with it if you like."

Jian Qiaoxin took it subconsciously: "Is this your dog?"

Yan Gan grinned at this question, and asked, "Do you think Uncle looks like someone who has time to raise a dog?"

"..."

The rope held in the hand has metal buttons, and the coldness spreads from the palm of the hand to the heart. The distance between them talking is too close. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Jian Qiaoxin took a step back, he had resistance to Yan Gan: "That's right, you must have worked hard day and night."

There was a moment of silence in the air.

The little yellow dog could sense that the atmosphere between these two people was not right, so he obediently stayed aside.

Jian Qiaoxin felt that the gaze falling on him was getting colder, and he turned his head and walked back: "Go on with your morning run. I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

Yan Gan said, "Jian Qiaoxin."

The person who turned around stopped.

Yan Gan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Some things, it's okay if you don't ask, but if you do ask, some grievances will spread, and they will become more and more inflated.

Jian Qiaoxin pursed her lips: "It's nothing interesting, Mr. Yan is too worried."

He wanted to leave, but Yan Gan refused to let him go. The man took a long leg and caught up with him in a few steps. His tall body stood in front of him: "It doesn't matter, are you acting weird with me?"

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes dodged for a moment, and she stepped back unconsciously: "I didn't."

Yan Gan lifted his feet forward, his tall body gave off a sense of oppression, he repeated: "Why are you hiding without you?"

"..."

"I didn't hide. It was Mr. Yan who was aggressive." Jian Qiaoxin leaned back against the tree again, and he spoke unconsciously with anger: "Am I wrong? Are you guilty?"

After finishing the sentence, Jian Qiaoxin regretted it, impulsiveness was a mistake.

Sure enough, Yan Gan's face darkened, and his elegant face was stern and terrifying without a smile on it. A leaf from the maple tree fell lightly, spun a few times in the air, and slowly landed on the ground.

After a while of silence

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Did you see it yesterday?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't expect him to be so sensitive. He could relate to it, but he couldn't admit it: "No, I didn't see anything."

"..."

Yan Gan took a few steps back, a nameless anger rampaging in his heart, what did Jian Qiaoxin think of him, that he was someone who could have a one-night stand with anyone?

What are you doing now, anxious to draw a clear line, so as not to associate with people like yourself?Countless thoughts surged in my heart, no matter which one I thought of, I would only be more angry than the last one.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth curled into a sneer, he nodded slightly, and said coldly to the person leaning against the tree, "Good job."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

Before he could say anything, Yan Gan waved his hand: "Since you are tired, go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, the man left, and as soon as he left, Xiao Huang followed, and the figures of a man and a dog on the boulevard gradually faded away, leaving Jian Qiaoxin in a daze.

In fact, for a moment he looked at Yan Gan's eyes, almost thinking that he was going to hit him.

But soon, Yan Gan restrained all his emotions, he even put on that fake smile, very personable, and he didn't teach himself a lesson every day.

Jian Qiaoxin's heart suddenly became dull: "Could it be that I misunderstood..."

Breakfast

The manor had prepared a sumptuous breakfast long ago, and a group of people who were invited here sat down at the table. Jane Xingchen, who came down from upstairs, felt the unusual atmosphere at the table.

Yan Gan was fine, with a natural complexion, not only could he greet people with a smile, but he could also spread bread with sauce in an elegant mood.

but--

Jian Qiaoxin was much lower, although it was not obvious, but she really looked preoccupied.

Jian Xingchen frowned and found that the matter was not simple, he tentatively said: "Good morning, both of you, did you sleep well last night?"

Jian Qiaoxin, who was closest to him, straightened her back and smiled: "It's pretty good."

Look away, lie.

That's what happened last night.

The cunning fox walked up to Jian Qiaoxin with small steps, and said in a moderate voice: "Xiaoxin, you have dark circles under your eyes, are you new here, you are not used to sleeping well, yes I was negligent."

Jian Qiaoxin asked if it was that serious, so obvious, he nodded indiscriminately: "It's a bit picky."

Jian Xingchen's round eyes were slightly curved into crescents, he turned around, trying to get close to Yan Gan to stimulate him, but he was held down by Huo Jue as soon as he turned around.

Huo Jue said, "Sit down."

"Sure."

The four people sat down, Huo Jue didn't move his chopsticks first, but said: "I have already dealt with that person from yesterday."

Yan Gan paused as he took the tableware to spread the sauce, and said slowly: "The idea has come to me, and his ambition is not small."

"En." Huo Jue nodded, and he gave the peeled egg to Jian Xingchen: "People like me who have a family and a business have less troubles like this."

Yan Gan: "..."

skin is not it?

Sitting in front of Huo Jue, Jian Xingchen ate eggs obediently, and looked at Jian Qiaoxin: "Ah Jue is right."

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

what are you looking at me for?

Let's talk about it, but from what they said, it seems that what happened last night is indeed something else, so I must have misunderstood Mr. Yan.

Jian Qiaoxin pinched the bread with his scallioned fingers, but it was a bit tasteless. He couldn't help it, and quietly raised his eyes to take a peek at Yan Gan's reaction. The man opposite had already changed back into a neat suit. The temperament of his whole body has also become a lot more alienated. He sat there gracefully, eating slowly, without looking at the slightest bit of extraneous eyes, as if he was a whole of himself.

Jian Qiaoxin tightened her grip on the food, alas, she got angry.

But he can't be blamed for this, who asked Yan Gan to put people in, if he doesn't want to, can't he drive them away, the misunderstanding is not what he thought.

Difficult to do.

after eating

Jian Xingchen pulled Jian Qiaoxin and said that he was going out to play, and the two bosses, Yan Gan and Huo Jue, wanted to go back to the company.

In front of the private car

Jian Xingchen straightened Huo Jue's collar, and Sui Suinian reminded him like an old woman to remember to eat at noon and drink less coffee, but Mr. Huo, who was as cold as an iceberg, was actually listening.

Jian Qiaoxin looked away, thinking that he knew too much, Yan Gan was leaning lazily by the side of the car, and the attendant was packing the special products that Jian Xingchen had to give him.

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a while and walked over: "Mr. Yan..."

Yan Gan fiddled with the phone in his hand, and lazily replied, obviously not very interested in him.

Jian Qiaoxin was already afraid of him, but at this moment it was covered with thin ice. His delicate face was full of tangles, and Qi Qi said: "Do you have time, I want to say a few words to you."

"No time, please contact my secretary to make an appointment." Yan Gan slenderly flicked the document on the screen of the mobile phone, and said with a half-smile: "Working day and night, it's very hard."

"..."

This vengeful man!

Jian Qiaoxin blushed, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

The coldness in Yan Gan's eyes did not melt, but the corners of his mouth still hooked into a smile: "Didn't you say it was meaningless? Why did I misunderstand it now? I don't understand what Mr. Jian is saying now."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback by him: "I..."

How could he be Yan Gan's opponent in terms of lip service.

The attendant next to him had already packed his things and put them in the trunk respectfully. The driver came over and opened the door. Yan Gan also put away his mobile phone and got into the car without looking at the people next to him.

Jian Qiaoxin was still frozen in place until the car drove away. Yan Gan was angry. He was 100% sure, but he had nothing to do.

Jian Xingchen from behind leaned over and held his arm: "Is there a fight?"

Jian Qiaoxin lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "No."

"Oh, don't be sad, it's not good for the baby." Jian Xingchen rubbed him: "Ajue is often angry, but it's fine to act like a baby with him. If it's your fault that you quarreled, you can speak softly. Well, I don't think Mr. Yan is that kind of stingy person."

"..."

he is the one!

Jian Qiaoxin pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "I said it, but he's still angry."

"Then you just take action!" Jian Xingchen has a lot of experience in coaxing people, after all, the man in his family is a vexatious man: "Anyway, as long as it's not something heinous, I will forgive you."

Jian Qiaoxin thought of Yan Gan's stern face and only felt a headache. He hesitated for a while and finally nodded slowly: "Okay."

The two played together for a while in the afternoon before going back.

When Jian Qiaoxin came home at night, she unexpectedly ran into someone she hadn't expected to meet.

Qiu Jian stood at the mouth of the alley and looked at him.

Jian Qiaoxin froze, and walked over slowly: "Are you discharged from the hospital?"

"Xiaoxin, you are so cruel." Qiu Jian's appearance at this moment is much more decadent than before, his whole body is tightly wrapped, only his head is exposed, his face is pale, and his originally handsome face has now turned pale. He was so sharp that it looked a little shocking, he said: "How can you never visit me once? Could it be that our five years of relationship have been wasted?"

The autumn wind was rustling, Jian Qiaoxin covered her hands, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Qiu Jian, ask yourself, in the past five years, I have never let you down, whether it is being filial to my aunt and uncle, or working hard for our future wholeheartedly."

Qiu Jian was stunned: "This is..."

"What about you?" Jian Qiaoxin stretched out her fingers and scolded him one by one: "I told you a long time ago, we can use some money to do business for you, and you can make a living by yourself, but you don't want to , You are not self-motivated, and you have never thought about our future."

Qiu Jian's eyes turned cold: "Isn't it good? I just want to be more stable."

Jian Qiaoxin was interrupted by him when he was still full of words. He sighed and finally understood that the two people's respective revenge had already diverged from a long time ago.

"Qiu Jian, we are not suitable."

After leaving this sentence, Jian Qiaoxin wanted to leave, but Qiu Jian was here to block him, how could he give up: "Xiaoxin, do you despise me?"

Jian Qiaoxin's wrist was tightly held by him, and the man who followed him closely showed a mad look on his face. For a moment, he wondered whether Qiu Jian had a mental problem.

I was a little flustered. In the past, Jian Qiaoxin would not have cared whether he did it or not, but now there are children...

Jian Qiaoxin didn't struggle, he calmed down: "I didn't dislike you, we broke up peacefully, even without Wen Yuan, we definitely wouldn't be able to make it to the end."

Qiu Jian's subordinates unconsciously increased the gravity, but Jian Qiaoxin, who was under his control, frowned tightly, and whispered: "It hurts..."

This slight voice made Qiu Jian let go of his hand like an electric shock.

"Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin, I didn't do it on purpose." Qiu Jian picked up Jian Qiaoxin's wrist and blew: "How is it, does it still hurt?"

Jian Qiaoxin shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

The outside wind whistled in the alley, and the cold people shivered.

Qiu Jian took off his coat and put it on Jian Qiaoxin forcefully. Under the dim light, Jian Qiaoxin's already handsome face looked thinner, and there were faint blue eye circles under his eyes, making him look haggard .

Qiu Jian's eyes moved slightly, thinking that Jian Qiaoxin also missed him.

He reached out to stroke Jian Qiaoxin's head, but the person in front of him stepped back half a step: "Brother Qiu, it's cold outside, you should go back earlier."

Qiu Jian's hands froze in mid-air, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you want me to die before you can forgive me?"

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes widened, and the shock in her heart can be imagined: "No, I didn't think so."

He really didn't want to entangle with Qiu Jianduo anymore, so he turned around and left: "Don't come to me again, goodbye."

Qiu Jian watched him leave with sullen eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Xiaoxin, is it true that if I have money, you will come back to me?"

Jian Qiaoxin paused, ignored him, and went directly upstairs.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief when there were no footsteps following him, and quickly opened the door to go in. After turning on the light, Jian Qiao walked to the bed in a few steps, only now did he realize the cold sweat on his body.

I have to move, so I can't live here.

Half a month later

Jian Qiaoxin went to the company. He had a filming job today, but his agent asked him to go to the office first.

Jian Qiaoxin entered the office, before he had time to speak, Nongbai directly dragged him to sit on the sofa.

Jian Qiaoxin was suspicious: "Brother Nong, what's wrong?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me." Nongbai clapped his hands, and the diamond-encrusted watch in his hand shone with the light of the lamp. He touched his head: "I've been thinking about it for the past few days, and I feel that something is wrong. Now I finally understand!"

Jian Qiaoxin:?

Nongbai said loudly: "Tell me, are you pregnant?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes dodged. It's autumn now, and he wears thicker clothes, and he's not fat in the first place, shouldn't he be discovered so soon?

"No, no."

Nongbai is not easy to fool: "I still said no, you used to go to the film and television city to find a role in the film and television city when you didn't have a job, and you didn't let yourself be idle at all. Now, when you hear that you have a rest, you are happy, and you sleep when you have nothing to do, and you catch a cold You can catch a cold for a month? You have to vomit every day, do you think I'm a fool?"

Jian Qiaoxin turned pale: "I... I'm sorry Brother Nong."

Nongbai covered his heart, and pointed at Jian Qiaoxin with grief: "You...you tell me the truth, is it Qiu Jian's son-in-law?"

"How can you conceive a child for that kind of bastard? Besides, your career has just started to improve. With the previous publicity, it is no longer the [-]th line. If we work hard, maybe we can get up, you said you."

Nongbai became more and more angry, picked up the water on the table, and said bitterly, "Do you believe that the boss beat you to death?"

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

Just kill me, it's his seed anyway.

In this situation, no matter what, Jian Qiaoxin has to express his opinion. He hesitated for a moment: "I, I won't want this child."

Nongbai was surprised: "You want to destroy it?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded with difficulty, counting that there are still more than ten days left, it will be a month, and then he will be able to go to the hospital.

The hand unconsciously caressed the upper abdomen, the words were merciless, but the bottom of the heart was full of reluctance.

Nongbai scratched his hair and repeatedly confirmed: "I really want to fight, it's been a few months, is it really Qiu Jian's?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to say who did it, he was afraid that it might spur the agent to be hospitalized: "Brother Nong, don't ask."

Nongbai's mood is very complicated now, no less complicated than that of an old mother who has her cabbage crushed by a pig.

Although he has been devoting himself to introducing Jian Qiaoxin as a benefactor, he has never forced him, and he is also fond of this child in his heart.

good result

The kid had a big surprise for himself.

Nongbai hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "It's okay to get rid of it, and I will become a first-line star in the future. Is there any man I want?"

Jian Qiaoxin's hand touching his lower abdomen paused, and he nodded slowly.

Coming out from the manager, he was going to go to the entertainment building to shoot the cover, but when he was going down the stairs, he saw Xiao Zihua from a distance.

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

From far away, their eyes met each other, they were all stunned.

Counseling Jian Qiaoxin turned around and wanted to run, but was caught by the prince behind him in an instant, Xiao Zihua gasped: "Why the hell are you running?"

Jian Qiaoxin said: "I didn't run away, I just suddenly remembered that I didn't take something."

Xiao Zihua smiled: "Who are you lying to?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't want to hit her, Jian Qiaoxin also calmed down: "Zihua, let's talk about it next time. I still have a cover to shoot."

Xiao Zihua sneered: "Are you going to the entertainment building? Just right, I'll drop by, and I'll take you there."

Jian Qiaoxin hesitated for a moment, even if he told a lie at this time, he might be angered, so he nodded after thinking about it.

The two got into the car one after the other.

Jian Qiaoxin saw a coat after getting in the car, and blurted out: "Isn't this Mr. Yan's coat?"

Xiao Zihua on the side narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Are you very familiar with my uncle?"

Jian Qiaoxin knew he had said the wrong thing, he hurriedly shook his head: "Not familiar."

"Unfamiliar?" Xiao Zihua didn't believe it at all, he said: "This is my uncle's casual clothes, and I wouldn't even wear them if it wasn't for a private date, how do you know?"

Jian Qiaoxin complained endlessly: "Meet me by chance."

Xiao Zihua was skeptical, he put away Yan Gan's clothes and put them in the front, and said with deep meaning: "I advise you that if you have any unreasonable thoughts about my uncle, you'd better rest."

Jian Qiaoxin: "You misunderstood."

Xiao Zihua recalled the events of the last birthday party, so naturally he didn't give up: "Uncle, not everyone can get high, do you know the background of the Yan family, it is an orthodox compound, if you marry a wife, you have to be of the same family, Miss Qianjin is the only one who is the treasure of Jinwu Zangjiao, you have to see your identity clearly, and don't have any unreasonable thoughts."

Jian Qiaoxin curled up his hands unconsciously, and he said coldly, "Of course I don't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts, whether you treat Mr. Yan or you."

Xiao Zihua was taken aback, he didn't expect that Jian Qiaoxin would include himself.

He lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, and then softened: "I... I am different from my uncle. He is indeed a high-ranking and powerful man, but I am different from him. I just want to choose what I like."

Jian Qiaoxin only felt that the emotions surging in his heart were more anger, more helpless to himself, or more shame and anger at being poked into a sore foot. His eyes were red, but his voice was firm and powerful: "No matter how different it is, I think what you said is right. To marry a wife is of course the right family. I can't afford your status, and I don't dare to disagree. Please rest assured. What an unreasonable thought."

Xiao Zihua met Jian Qiaoxin's eyes, and was stung by the complicated emotions in those eyes, his heart sank: "You like uncle?"

Jian Qiao's face flushed with anger, why do people all over the world think he likes Yan Gan?

Of course, Mr. Yan did help him and treated him very well, and he did have some good feelings for him. However, after being warned so repeatedly, even a clay figurine has to have a temper.

Jian Qiaoxin took a deep breath: "I don't like him! Well, you are satisfied."

Before the car started, Jian Qiaoxin turned the handle sideways, walked straight down and closed the door with a "bang!" @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

This is an underground parking lot, and many cars drive here.

He just came down from this side, when a Bentley drove over there, with its headlights flashing, and stopped next door.

It happened to be Yan Gan's car. He got out of it and turned his head to take a look.

Jian Qiaoxin was just in a fit of anger. The pregnant woman's emotions came up quickly and she couldn't control it well. He gave Yan Gan a hard look and left without looking back.

Yan Gan: "..."

Xiao Zihua who was in the nanny's car also got out of the car, and wanted to catch up, but he was stunned and saw his uncle.

The crown prince paused, and obediently said, "Uncle."

"Yeah." Yan Gan stood by the car door, and he glanced at the person who left angrily: "What's going on, you harassed a good family boy again?"

These words are a bit dangerous, not to mention that Mr. Yan has been in a bad mood recently, and it's okay to be inexplicably beaten by Jian Qiaoxin in the villa, and he hasn't seen Jian Qiaoxin come to admit his mistake so far, so forget it.

Today, I finally ran into her and got a stare?

Xiao Zihua waved his hand and shouted out his grievances: "No, uncle, I just want to go to the same place as him, so I want to take it by the way..."

Yan Gan slowly took the document handed over by the driver, and he raised his eyelids: "You just left with a piggyback?"

Xiao Zihua was speechless, he covered his forehead: "He has such a stubborn temper."

Yan Gan felt the same way.

But Mr. Yan couldn't let his nephew know that he was also angry with Jian Qiaoxin. He walked over, the documents in his hand were curled up into a stick, and tapped Xiao Zihua's shoulder: "Don't provoke him in the future, listen Reached?"

Xiao Zihua felt a pain in his shoulder, he raised his head, and saw Yan Gan's expression was calm, but there was no smile on the corner of his mouth, which showed that the warning was serious.

He was curious: "Uncle, why didn't you care about my affairs with those little boyfriends before, but you just cared about Xiaoxin and me?"

Yan Gan knocked him on the head again: "You don't know what those little boyfriends of yours used to draw about you?"

Xiao Zihua: "..."

"How does Uncle know that Xiaoxin won't draw on me?"

Yan Gan sneered, and thought that if Jian Qiaoxin wanted your money, he might as well try to take care of your uncle and me: "What can he want to do with you? To think you are stupid, to think you are stupid? To think you have a bad temper?"

After speaking, Mr. Yan's cell phone rang, and he didn't have time to talk nonsense with his stupid nephew, so he left.

Xiao Zihua looked at Yan Gan's back, touched his shoulder: "Uncle, your temper is worse than mine..."

"..."

five days later

Today happened to be the Double Ninth Festival, and it was also the anniversary of the death of Jian Qiao's new grandfather.

Nongbai gave Jian Qiaoxin a vacation, because it was going to be a month soon, and Jian Qiaoxin was going to have an abortion. Before going, he went back to the village for a few days to relax his body.

The taxi took him to the entrance of the village, and he got out of the car after paying the money, still holding a few bags of paper money in his hand. In previous years, he only had time to come in the afternoon, but now he has a holiday, so he came early.

There is another car parked at the entrance of the village, which is a Bentley.

Jian Qiaoxin: "No way."

On the road not far away, Guawazi was playing with his younger brother on the side of the road. When he saw Jian Qiaoxin from a distance, he ran over: "Brother Xiaoxin!"

Jian Qiaoxin responded, and then asked, "Is this...Mr. Yan's car?"

Gua Wazi nodded: "It belongs to Uncle Yan. He came up the mountain to worship people. He has been here for a while, and he is still at our house. Is brother Xiaoxin coming to our house to play?"

"No need, I'm going to stay for a few days when I come back. I'll come to sleep at night. Tell grandpa to prepare what you want to eat. I'll make it for you to eat in the evening. Now I'm going to burn paper on the mountain first." Jian Qiao Xin patted his head, paused and said: "Uncle Yan, did you say you want to stay overnight when you come this time?"

Gua Wazi said, "I don't know, uncle didn't say anything."

Jian Qiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief.

After bidding farewell to Guazi, he was about to go up the mountain. The trees on the mountain had already begun to wither, and the autumn wind was blowing, making him a little sad.

His grandparents, father, and father are all on the mountain.

He used to walk this small mountain road a lot before. He still remembers that one year, his father had an argument with him over a trivial matter. He had a stubborn temper and ran out of the house. He didn’t know where he got the courage to run to his father’s grave in the middle of the night. Howling and crying, the anxious father in the village searched all over the village but couldn't find it.

The next day, I found him sleeping soundly curled up on the grave in the cemetery on the top of the mountain. I really couldn't laugh or cry.

Mr. Jian said before: "Xiaoxin, if you have a child in the future, you have to bring it to grandpa to see and let grandpa hug his grandson."

Jian Qiaoxin sat down on the big rock on one side, rubbed his palm on his belly for a moment, looked up at the sky, Grandpa, I brought this little guy to see you.

The mountain road was rugged and long. He had a healthy body, but his physical strength was not good enough. He stopped and stopped, and he never felt that the journey was so long.

Sitting in one of the pavilions in the mountains to rest, he also visited this pavilion when he was a child, and there was a trace of his lettering on the stone chair under him...

after an hour

Someone pushed the sleeping person: "Wake up."

Jian Qiaoxin leaned on the stone chair, and heard the sound in a daze. He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the light coffee-colored fabric and the faint scent of sandalwood. This smell belonged to Yan Gan.

Sure enough, Yan Gan bent his waist slightly, and said in a bad tone: "Little friend, you are really big-hearted. You dare to sleep here in the wilderness, and you are not afraid of where a wolf will come for you?"

Jian Qiaoxin was still sleepy, he murmured: "Are you a wolf?"

"..."

Yan Gan laughed angrily at him: "Why am I holding you in my arms, go back and find anger?"

Hearing that he was looking for anger, Jian Qiaoxin was completely awake. He remembered that Yan Gan was angry with him before, and it seemed that he hadn't forgiven himself yet.

He rubbed his eyes: "Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you angry."

Yan Gan said, "What are you apologizing for?"

"Ah?" Jian Qiaoxin stared at him with innocent eyes, and said hesitantly, "Have I done many things to sorry you again?"

Yan Gan said, "What about the time the parking lot stared at me?"

"..."

Mr. Yan is really stingy.

Jian Qiaoxin wanted to say that it was your fault, but he didn't want to leak the conversation between himself and Xiao Zihua, so he said obediently: "I'm sorry about that, I won't stare at you next time."

Yan Gan put the bag to be burned on the wooden chair, and sat down beside him: "Didn't uncle say you, why are you so unscrupulous, do you usually apologize to others like this?"

Jian Qiaoxin racked her brains and wondered if there were other ways for everyone to apologize: "No, what else?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone flicked his head. It wasn't serious, but it was quite sudden. Jian Yixin thought that Yan Gan was going to beat him to calm down, so he subconsciously closed his eyes and flinched.

Yan Gan was amused by his appearance: "This is a child's way of apologizing."

Jian Qiaoxin's fingertips curled up unconsciously, and he lowered his head: "I'm not very understanding of the world, if there's anything wrong, tell me, Mr. Yan, and I'll make it up."

"Forget it." Yan Gan leaned lazily on the wooden railing: "What do I care about with you, a child?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little annoyed, he was not a child, but the one in his belly was a child!

The afternoon sun fell into the pavilion, and a gust of wind blew over. Some of the gold ingots and paper money in the paper bag were blown away and fell off. Jian Qiaoxin hurried over to pick them up.

Yan Gan looked at it and said, "Come to worship your grandfather?"

"Hmm." Jian Qiaoxin tied his pockets a little tighter again, perhaps because the atmosphere between the two of them had finally eased up a bit, he boldly said, "Is Mr. Yan also coming to the ceremony?"

Yan Gan looked down at him, the corners of his mouth that were originally smiling faded, and his voice became a little lower: "When the old man passed away, he missed his old minions very much."

As soon as he said that, Jian Qiaoxin understood that it must be that Commander Yan's will had told people to come and see him every year on his death day, but what Jian Qiaoxin didn't expect was that Yan Gan would come over in person.

It seems that Yan Gan respects Commander Yan very much.

Jian Qiaoxin picked up the bag, and he said: "Grandpa is definitely very grateful to be remembered by the Commander. You can come to see the old man today. The old man must be happy. If you don't mind next time, I will also think about it on the anniversary of the Commander's death." Visit the Commander for Grandpa."

Although he doesn't understand the ways of the world, he understands reciprocity.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth curled up. He stood up and took the bag in Jian Qiaoxin's hand and carried it together: "The old man is in Zhangshan's cemetery, and the Yan family's ancestral grave is there. If you want to go, go and have a look."

His steps were big, and Jian Qiaoxin followed him in small steps: "Oh, okay, I will remember."

There is still a distance from the cemetery on the mountain. Jian Qiaoxin was tired again after walking. His pace slowed down unconsciously, and he almost moved in the end.

Yan Gan found out, he stood where he was, and frowned when someone slowly came up to him: "Tired?"

"Um……"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed, he covered his waist: "Mr. Yan, why don't you go up first and leave me alone, I'll rest here for a while."

Yan Gan looked at him like he was looking at a pig, but in the end, he just sat down with Jian Qiaoxin.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Gan twisted open the water bottle and took a sip of water: "If you are taken away by wolves, wouldn't it be uncle's responsibility?"

"..."

There are really no wolves on this mountain.

Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to disobey him too much. Anyway, this is the boss, and he will really come here as he wants, so he has no position to refute.

The two sat for a while and started walking again. This time, Jian Qiaoxin found that Yan Gan's pace was obviously slower than last time. Before, he had to trot to keep up, so he was naturally tired, but now he just needs to walk slowly. .

The two of them walked side by side, and Jian Qiaoxin found out that the thing in her stomach hadn't made any trouble today. She didn't know if it was because she was happy to see her father or because she wanted to see her elders behave well.

As Jian Qiaoxin was walking, she suddenly asked, "Mr. Yan...is it raining?"

Drops of raindrops fell, and I was caught off guard. They were small raindrops at first, but now they are getting bigger and bigger. It was still a sunny day before.

Yan Gan also felt it: "There is a pavilion in front, go and avoid it."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded. He was about to say something, but he sneezed as soon as he opened his mouth. He was a little embarrassed, so he rubbed his nose.

A suit jacket fell from the sky to cover his head, followed by a faint aroma of sandalwood.

Yan Gan didn't care about wearing only a white shirt at the end of the cold autumn, and only reminded him: "It's going to be big, you have to go over quickly, pay attention to the soles of your feet, don't fall."

The rain kept falling, and Jian Qiaoxin knew the severity, so he nodded and followed him.

When we arrived at the pavilion, the rain had already covered the sky and covered the sun, and Yan Gan was soaked through. The white shirt was sticking to his skin, and the shape of the abdominal muscles was faintly reflected in the hardcover abdomen. While dripping water, in a daze, Jian Qiaoxin actually recalled a fragment of memory from that night.

He touched those places.

Yan Gan turned to look at him, squinted his eyes: "What are you looking at?"

"No, no." Jian Qiaoxin was caught and used all her acting skills to change the subject: "I'm just worried that you will catch a cold like this."

A gust of cold wind blew over, Jian Qiaoxin shivered and sneezed again.

Yan Gan said, "You should worry about yourself first."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to sit down in front of the chair. It was raining over there, and only the middle of the pavilion was dry. He was also a little scared. What should he do if he really caught a cold? If there are children who can't take medicine, they will Baby is not good.

and many more!

Isn't he going to kill him? Why is he so concerned about the child?

Jian Qiaoxin slowly squatted down and tried to hug into a ball to keep warm, and there was a bit of pain in her head.