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

Jian Qiaoxin frowned: "What are you waiting for me?"

Qiu Jian rushed forward with a stride, trying to hold Jian Qiaoxin's hand, but he was slapped away before touching someone.

With Yan Gan's body in front of him, he squinted his eyes: "Don't touch him."

Qiu Jian was taken aback for a moment, as if he had just discovered that Yan Gan was here, he shouted loudly: "Why do you stop me from seeing Xiaoxin, what qualifications do you have, who are you?"

Jian Qiaoxin sighed faintly, and he poked his head out: "Qiu Jian, Mr. Yan and I came to sweep the grave together, so don't make trouble in front of my family, okay?"

"Tomb sweeping..."

"Are you going to visit the grave with him?"

Qiu Jian took half a step back and pointed at Yan Gan in disbelief: "Why did you follow him, Xiaoxin, he is very dangerous!"

Jian Qiaoxin frowned: "It's not up to you to take care of my affairs."

"You..." Qiu Jian didn't expect Jian Qiaoxin to protect Yan Gan at all. He looked carefully at Jian Qiaoxin's body, and finally sneered: "Are you really pregnant with his child?"

"I didn't believe Wen Yuan told me before."

"How can you give him a baby? How long have we been together, how long has he known you?"

Jian Qiaoxin lowered his head, clutching the corner of Yan Gan's clothes, and repeated: "It's none of your business, this is my personal freedom."

Qiu Jian couldn't believe it. In his heart, Jian Qiaoxin had always been a very simple, gentle and beautiful existence. He would coax and take care of himself.

It's just that he is very pure and conservative, but this is also a cute part.

They have been in love for so many years, from college to the past two years when they came out to work together. Although he also had ideas, he never forced Jian Qiaoxin, but who would know that in such a short period of time, Jian Qiaoxin actually even married other men? have children?

Qiu Jian staggered and was hit: "Xiaoxin, you were not like this before, Yan Gan must have forced you, right? You must have some difficulties!"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know what to say.

If before, he also felt that he did have difficulties. After all, such things as unexpected pregnancy, or with someone he doesn’t love, no matter who it is, it would be a little difficult to accept for a while, but now he can’t say the word “difficulties” Come.

Before he had time to think about what to say, Yan Gan spoke up, and he chuckled: "It's true that the benevolent sees the benevolence, the wise sees the wisdom, the mind is dirty, everyone is forced?"

Qiu Jian's face turned pale, and he looked at Yan Gan with hatred: "Am I wrong? No one likes you like you, you are bloody and violent, you are cruel and heartless, you control extremes, and you don't know love at all. If you don't know how to care about people, no one will like you at all!"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and concluded well.

On the contrary, Jian Qiaoxin on the side was a little angry: "Qiu Jian, you are enough, what qualifications do you have to criticize Mr. Yan, he will at least accompany me to visit the grave, how about you? Last year, the year before the Chinese New Year, which time did you not go home? I came here alone, where were you at that time?"

"You said that Mr. Yan doesn't care about people, at least he's doing better than you!"

Guilt flashed across Qiu Jian's face, and he took a deep breath: "Xiaoxin, but I also have difficulties. Who doesn't go home to celebrate the New Year? If I don't go back, my family will definitely say, why did you If you don't go back with me, you don't regard my home as your own at all, do you?"

Jian Qiaoxin was silent.

Yan Gan glanced at him sideways, and for a moment, he felt the same way as Qiu Jian. Jian Qiaoxin looked soft, but he was actually a very cold person, shrinking himself into a snail shell, touching and moving. , Without a full sense of security, I won't come out, and if there is any movement, I will shrink back in fright.

It seems to be affectionate, but in fact, it is not affectionate, and no one loves it.

Qiu Jian took a tentative step forward: "Xiaoxin, please forgive me, I don't care if you are pregnant with someone else's child, I will take care of you."

Jian Qiaoxin took a step back and hid behind Yan Gan.

Just when Qiu Jian was about to approach, Yan Gan kicked him away, his face was cold, and he said coldly, "Get lost."

Qiu Jian fell to the ground. The stone slab in front of the tombstone was very hard. His hands almost scratched his skin, but he still looked at Jian Qiaoxin persistently.

Jian Qiaoxin said softly, "Qiu Jian, let's go."

The winter wind is howling, icy cold, and scattered snowflakes are floating in the sky, fluttering between the sky and the earth.

Qiu Jian sat up, his handsome face was now as thin as a bone, looking at Jian Qiaoxin with sad eyes full of mourning, he pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Xiaoxin, you have some difficulties, right? "

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes turned red inexplicably, and he took a deep breath: "I don't."

Snowflakes gently fell on people's shoulders and hair tips, tender and lingering, but the few people in front of the tomb all had different minds.

Jian Qiaoxin looked directly into Qiu Jian's eyes, with some relief, as if he was sentenced: "We missed it."

Qiu Jian was shaken all over, his fists on his side were clenched tightly, he wanted to pounce on him again, but was thrown away by Yan Gan again.

Yan Gan glanced sideways at the crying Jian Qiaoxin. He was in an extremely bad mood. He stepped forward and walked up to Qiu Jian and squatted down slowly: "It's Chinese New Year, I don't want to see blood, I'll give you a chance, get out within ten seconds my sight."

Qiu Jian looked at him in surprise: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Yan Gan had a refined smile on his face, but the smile was cold: "Is it because no one has troubled you since then, giving you the illusion that I am tolerant?"

Qiu Jian was speechless.

Yan Gan deliberately lowered his voice to make sure that Jian Qiaoxin could not hear him. He leaned slightly and said in Qiu Jian's ear: "After all, you were once his past. Xiaoxin is soft-hearted. I'm afraid to scare him. Otherwise, you There is no chance to stand here properly."

Qiu Jian stared wide-eyed, looking at Yan Gan in disbelief.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "They are all adults, talk and do things too carefully, and don't covet other people's things anymore, accidents are easy to happen."

The cold wind howled, and Qiu Jian felt the bone-chilling cold. It was also at this moment that he understood the importance of royal power and wealth.

After Yan Gan finished speaking, he restrained his expression and counted slowly: "Ten, nine, eight..."

Qiu Jian was taken aback: "You, do you really dare?"

"Five, four, three..."

Before the ten seconds were counted, the man who was half sitting on the ground just got up in a hurry, and ran down the mountain without looking back, his movements were as fast as if he was followed by a scourge.

Jian Qiaoxin stood where she was, unable to tell what she was feeling.

Yan Gan got up and dragged him to the tombstone: "It's the New Year's Eve, let the elders see the joke."

Jian Qiaoxin walked to her father's tombstone. There was a photo on the top of the tombstone. The man in the photo had a seven-point resemblance to her own eyebrows and eyes. When he smiled, his almond-shaped eyes were as bright as spring.

He half knelt down and stared at the tombstone.

Yan Gan stood beside him, his body was like a solid harbor, which just blocked Jian Qiaoxin from the wind and rain.

Jian Qiaoxin said softly, "Dad, I'm here to see you."

The snow on the mountain was fluttering, and Jian Qiaoxin sat silently in front of the tombstone, thinking about all the things in the past year in a mess in his mind, with mixed feelings.

Next to him, Yan Gan arranged the fruits brought up from the mountain neatly. Jian Qiaoxin sneezed in the cold wind.

Yan Gan looked sideways: "Is it cold?"

Jian Qiaoxin shook her head: "Probably because the wind was a little cold just now."

Seeing that his delicate and fair face was flushed red from the cold, Yan Gan took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around Jian Qiaoxin: "Just stay for a while, don't freeze."

Jian Qiaoxin smiled.

Seeing that his eyes were red, Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Don't cry, or the elders will see and think that uncle treats you badly."

Jian Qiaoxin curled her lips, but there was a smile in her eyes: "Does Mr. Yan believe in ghosts?"

Yan Gan was noncommittal: "If you believe it, there will be; if you don't believe it, there will be nothing."

"I hope so too." Jian Qiaoxin leaned against him, looked at the tombstone in front of him, and said softly, "In this way, Dad can stay with Dad for a long time."

Yan Gan said: "They are very affectionate."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "Yes, all my longing for love comes from my father's love for my father."

Yan Gan looked at him sideways, the nose of the person beside him was red with cold, but his eyes were bright and bright, so when a person talked about the things he yearned for, his eyes really had light.

Seeing him looking at her, Jian Qiaoxin hesitated and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

Yan Gan shook his head.

Jian Qiaoxin recalled Yan Gan's words when he talked about marriage with him, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. Maybe the man next to him didn't have any longing for love.

In fact, after the breakup, he always thought that he and Qiu Jian did not agree with each other, so the breakup was inevitable. Now that he thinks about it, he and Yan Gan may not be compatible, so their ending may only be to part ways.

Part ways.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky and smiled.

Yan Gan pinched his face: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Jian Qiaoxin put away his resentful wife-like emotions, and said, "I just think that it really takes a lot of luck and courage to meet a person with the right three views and a long-term life in a lifetime."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "You think so?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little surprised: "Isn't it?"

"No." Yan Gan helped him up, preventing him from kneeling on the ground for a long time: "There has never been a person in this world who has the same three views. Everything needs to be adjusted to match. It depends on human effort, understand."

man-made

Jian Qiaoxin thought for a while, smiled slightly, and squeezed Yan Gan's hand tightly: "Understood."

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Yan Gan didn't let him stay on the mountain, and the two of them went down the mountain together after a short while. They were supposed to go back today, but it snowed and the sky was slippery and freezing. It was really unsafe, and Yan Gan didn't want to Let Jian Qiaoxin take this risk, and arrange to return to City A tomorrow.

Later, Jian Qiaoxin was digging through some old things in her parents' room.

He dug out an old box, which was a love letter written by his father to his father back then. It was neatly put together, and there were probably more than one box.

Yan Gan leaned against the door: "It's not a good behavior to peek at other people's love letters."

Jian Qiaoxin took the envelope and glared at him: "I read it openly."

Yan Gan looked at him teasingly, which made Jian Qiaoxin really embarrassed. He simply put down the envelope and tried to change the subject.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Mr. Yan, have you ever written a love letter to someone?"

Yan Gan pulled up a chair and sat down: "I received more."

"Have you ever received a love letter?!"

Yan Gan stretched out his hand and pinched his face punitively: "Pay attention to your words, why, I can't receive it?"

Jian Qiaoxin hid for a while: "I didn't expect that."

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was good, Jian Qiao Xinwo suddenly became interested in the rocking chair: "Then you must have many people chasing after you, have you promised?"

Yan Gan lazily said: "Yes."

"..."

The smile on Jian Qiaoxin's face faded, and he was full of sourness: "A boy is still a girl, he must be very beautiful, right?"

Yan Gan looked at him with raised eyebrows, and smiled badly: "I answered your previous question."

Jian Qiao made a new joke, and later realized that she was being tricked, and Yan Gan, a bad guy, was bullying people again, so he glared again: "Who told you not to make it clear."

Yan Gan was noncommittal.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the envelope in the box under his feet, hugged the water muffler in his arms and said, "Actually, these love letters are not all written by my father in pursuit of my father."

"There are also some letters from father admitting his mistake after they had a quarrel. If father doesn't forgive him, he will keep writing, writing a lot."

Yan Gandao: "Clumsy way of apologizing."

Jian Qiaoxin snorted softly: "This is an expression of love."

Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand, and looked at him leisurely: "That's okay, next time you fight with me again, uncle will write for you too?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin looked away guilty: "I don't want it."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Forget it."

"..."

Yan fuck you pig.

The two chatted for a while. Jian Qiaoxin was very tired when climbing the mountain today. Now he was talking on the rocking chair and fell asleep while talking.

Yan Gan sighed helplessly, and went over to hug him horizontally.

From here through the living room is the bedroom, put the person on the bed and cover the quilt, Yan Gan paused when the hand holding the quilt passed Jian Qiaoxin's stomach.

There was a slight movement through the palm of his hand, very light, but he felt it.

The man's movements trembled, and Jian Qiaoxin woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes, looked at Yan Gan, and muttered, "What's wrong?"

Yan Gan said, "He moved."

Jian Qiaoxin rubbed her eyes: "Oh, it moved."

"He really moved." Yan Gan bent slightly, his face was almost pressed against Jian Qiaoxin's body: "Just now."

Jian Qiaoxin was stunned for a moment, not even feeling drowsy anymore. He felt Yan Gan's real joy. It turned out that the all-powerful overlord would be too excited to be kicked by a child.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "Do you want to touch it?"

Yan Gan hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on Jian Qiaoxin's stomach. The cub in his belly seemed to sense his father's approach, and kicked him again in a very dignified way.

Yan Gan smiled.

Jian Qiaoxin said: "It's naughty, I was not so dishonest when I was young."

Yan Gan was not at all ashamed: "Then he probably followed me."

???

Why can you be so righteous?

After a while the cubs stopped making trouble, Yan Gan took off his coat and went to bed. Jian Qiaoxin was already sleepy, and when the bed was warmer, he squeezed to sleep in front of Yan Gan.

He was almost about to fall asleep, and he vaguely felt someone hugging his waist, and sighed softly: "Thanks for your hard work."

The next day

After washing in the morning, the car at the entrance of the village is already waiting.

Like most of the people who went home, Jian Qiaoxin couldn't finish the big and small bags after leaving like this. Mrs. Zhang stuffed the bacon in the trunk and said, "It's different from the ones in the city. It's pickled by myself. It's delicious and nutritious, and this egg, from our own chicken..."

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't laugh or cry, and moved, "Thank you."

If it weren't for Yan Gan's timely stop, with Zhang's attitude, it is very likely that the old hen will be stuffed in again, intending to persuade them to cook soup after returning, which is nutritious.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zhang handed Jian Qiao a newly embroidered handkerchief to him, and told him, "Be bold."

Jian Qiaoxin stared blankly at the handkerchief in his hand. He sat back in the car, put the handkerchief away and put it in his pocket, thinking about when it would be better to give it to Yan Gan.

He would be embarrassed if he sent it directly.

The car drove from Xiaolu and slowly entered the avenue. The avenue was very stable. Yan Gan sat and looked at the urgent documents accumulated in the past two days, while Jian Qiaoxin chatted with friends.

Yan Gandao: "The driver will take you back later. Uncle has something else to do. Come back at night. If you are late, don't wait for me to eat."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "Understood."

"and also……"

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him quietly, curious: "What else?"

Yan Gan's hand holding the pen stopped, and he looked sideways: "Do you want to visit Yan's house?"

"..."

The inside of the car suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of driving on the road, there was nothing else. The two looked at each other, and Yan Gan sat lazily, very patiently.

Jian Qiaoxin gripped the phone tightly: "The Yan family?"

"This house." Yan Gan rarely explained to others: "The house we live in is my private house outside, and this house is the real Yan's house. I am the head of the house, and I usually live there."

Jian Qiaoxin picked the key point and asked, "Will you meet other people then?"

Yan Gan nodded: "Yes, the Yan family can be regarded as a large courtyard, with a huge branch. Although I am the head of the family, there are two older brothers above me, as well as some dispensable people."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little hesitant.

Yan Gan smiled: "Just asking, if you don't want to go, don't go, the place is very messy, you don't have to go."

Jian Qiaoxin thought about it for a while, Yan Gan's actions have always been traceable. He asked himself whether he wanted to go or not. There must be a reason, otherwise he would not have asked at all, but he didn't know what the reason involved.

He said, "Can you tell me why?"

Yan Gan looked at him sideways, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds. The man raised his eyebrows: "I really want to know?"

"Ah."

Yan Gan closed the document and rubbed the center of his brows: "You are too conspicuous, and there are too many people staring at you, instead of hiding you, let them have a look. They have seen you, and if something happens to you, no one can escape."

Jian Qiaoxin knew that Yan Gan would not make such a choice if he hadn't really thought about it again and again. He thought for a long time and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yan Gan calmed down: "Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"

Jian Qiaoxin snorted softly: "I'm not afraid, your son is still in my stomach, it's what you said."

Yan Gan nodded in agreement: "Our Xiaoxin is really smart."

"..."

Don't treat me like a child!

The driver first went back to the house and sent Jian Qiaoxin back. When Jian Qiaoxin said goodbye to Yan Gan, he couldn't help but muttered a few words, telling Yan Gan to remember to eat, because with Yan Gan's personality, it would be easy for no one to remember. do not eat.

Yan Gan said helplessly, "All right, all right."

Jian Qiaoxin pinched her waist: "Don't be perfunctory with me, okay?"

"..."

For the first time, Yan Gan felt that he was being controlled. He said "tsk": "Uncle thinks that you should be the secretary Li."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed, and her ears were slowly stained red: "I don't."

Yan Gan smiled: "Then I would like to thank you for Secretary Li."

"..."

After Yan Gan's car left, Jian Qiaoxin went into the yard. Aunt Zhang had already received the call and was waiting at home. Seeing Jian Qiaoxin was very excited, she held his hand to be affectionate.

Jian Qiaoxin said: "I brought some things back from the mountain, and I made them myself at home. You can see how to eat them then."

Aunt Zhang said that she knew, she looked around Jian Qiaoxin again, and said with a smile: "You are not at home, and Agan will not come back. You are back now, and he should be back tonight."

When Jian Qiaoxin thought that Yan Gan was indeed going to come back with him at night, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't make fun of me."

"I'm relieved." Aunt Zhang took Jian Qiaoxin upstairs: "He knows he has a home when you are here."

Jian Qiaoxin heard mixed feelings in his heart, but after thinking about it, in fact, many things, he would forget whether he had a home, wandering in a rented house all year round, with no branches to rely on, and the house on the mountain was also empty, no one was waiting .

He insists on going back to the mountains every year to make himself feel that he has a home, that people are alive, and that he has no hope is the most terrifying thing. What he is thinking about now is to give birth to the child, and then make a career in the entertainment industry and have a stable income.

There will always be a family, he will have one, and so will Yan Gan.

three days later

Today is New Year's Eve, if it is a day of ordinary family reunion in an ordinary family, but in Yan's house it is a day when a bunch of ghosts and goblins meet and meet.

Because she was going to Yan's house, Jian Qiaoxin started to choose a suit, but was stopped by Yan Gan.

Yan Gan leaned against the door: "You don't feel comfortable wearing a suit."

Jian Qiaoxin held the clothes hesitantly: "But there should be a lot of people today. If I don't dress formally, it will be bad, and I will be said to be unruly."

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Gan smiled: "I want to see who dares to say it."

Jian Qiaoxin glared at him, and finally Yan Gan picked out a decent overcoat for him, which was also a formal tuxedo, but looser and more comfortable.

When waiting to get in the car, Jian Qiaoxin was already a little restless. She was not so nervous when she was preparing for her debut.

Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand and looked at him: "Why are you nervous?"

Jian Qiaoxin was not stubborn this time, he lowered his head: "I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Yan Gan paused, sighed in his heart, and said softly, "Stop."

The driver in front hurriedly picked the side of the road and stopped, the car gradually turned off, and the surrounding night became quiet, with fireworks igniting in the air from time to time, very bright and beautiful.

Yan Gan faced him, and ordered in a deep voice: "Xiaoxin, look at me."

Jian Qiaoxin raised his head and met Yan Gan's deep eyes. Those eyes seemed to have magical powers, calming Jian Qiaoxin's restless soul.

Yan Gan bent down slightly, and kissed lightly on the young man's white and smooth forehead: "Don't be afraid, with uncle here, I will definitely not let anyone bully you."