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

Jian Qiaoxin stared into Yan Gan's eyes, his heart was beating fast, but the more excited he became, the calmer he became: "Mr. Yan, if I were in Yan's house, there must be many people who knew about my pregnancy. , At that time, will they think that I am your...fiancé?"

Yan Gan held the pen in his well-articulated hand, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What if it is?"

Jian Qiaoxin's heart tightened, his heart beat fast, but reason prevailed, and he smiled: "I'm fine, I'm afraid it will affect you."

After all, if marrying a starlet with no money or power, how much help would it be to him?

Yan Gan can not say clearly, but he has to be sensible. Isn't this his only advantage? He has self-knowledge, does not pester, and does not give up.

The smile in Yan Gan's eyes gradually faded, he leaned back on the back seat, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoxin, can uncle ask you a question?"

Jian Qiaoxin: "Tell me."

Yan Gan didn't look at him: "Before you decided that the child would be raised by the Yan family after it was born, has it not changed until now?"

Jian Qiaoxin hesitated, he thought for a while: "If he follows you, he will have a better future."

He won't stay.

The wings in Yan Gan's eyes dissipated little by little, and finally only the thick black remained.

"Xiaoxin is such an obedient boy." Yan Gan's voice was lazy and casual, as if he was chatting about ordinary household affairs, and he smiled elegantly and charmingly: "I checked your resume, you have debuted for many years, and there has been nothing wrong with you." Good resource, we talked about it before, you are very passionate about acting, which is good, but the entertainment industry has never been a place where you can live by love, anyone can knock you out, you have worked hard for many years, you should understand ?”

Jian Qiaoxin said, "I know."

Yan Gan looked at him sideways, his deep eyes seemed to be able to suck people in, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a smile: "What if uncle can praise you?"

It was like a pie fell from the sky, but Jian Qiaoxin was surprisingly calm. He whispered, "Why?"

"The child still needs to be raised for a year or two after birth." Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "As a reward?"

Of course, Jian Qiaoxin was happy to be with the child, but he was not overwhelmed: "The child does not have to be brought up by his biological father. If you are willing to support me, then... you don't need me to do other things ?"

Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand, taking time out: "You are so stupid, kid, what uncle can do with you is just because he loves you for your hard work in pregnancy, and you deserve it."

Unconvinced, Jian Qiaoxin glared at him, "I'm not stupid."

"Yes, yes." Yan Gan smiled, and his tone was a little more serious: "Our Xiaoxin is the smartest, so hardworking, why is he inferior to others."

You are no worse than others.

The voice is very light, but the weight that falls on people's hearts is very heavy. Jian Qiaoxin has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and has put in more effort than anyone else, but he can only stay at the bottom forever.

It's impossible to say that you don't care.

Many days and nights, he wondered whether he is suitable for the entertainment industry, and why he is inferior to others. He has no financial backers and no one to praise him. Night's efforts were of no avail.

The opportunities he pursued so hard will always be easily obtained by others. No one will care about his feelings, and no one will affirm him. Small people are not worthy of standing in the light. This is the iron law of the entertainment industry.

No one complained for him, no one complained about him, and no one even noticed him. Compared with the sea, he was just a drop in the ocean.

Then one day, someone finally said to squat down, stood in front of him who was covered in ashes, and said softly, "You are no worse than others."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the voice in his heart gradually fell to the ground. A little smile flashed across his eyes, and he said softly, "Okay, I promise you."

Like the words of thanks between allies, he is serious, and he is very grateful to Yan Gan for taking care of his emotions, which is more important than anything else.

Yan Gan patted his head reassuringly: "Don't worry, Uncle will take good care of you."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little ashamed of being rubbed, why Yan Gan always treats himself in a way that he treats a child, he has grown up obviously!

The car restarted, and there were fireworks piercing the sky from time to time outside, very bright and beautiful, Jian Qiao became a little interested, he looked out the window: "Fortunately, we don't ban fireworks here."

Yan Gan looked over: "Do you like to watch?"

"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin's bright almond eyes contained a little light, with a little tenderness: "When my father was alive, every year during the festival, fireworks would be set off for my father. Whenever that time, my father would be very happy. , but after my father passed away, our family never set off fireworks anymore.”

While talking, Jian Qiaoxin felt a little nervous. He turned his head, watching Yan Gan's expression, for fear of seeing a little bit of disdain for his family background.

Yan Gan pondered for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "You will have your own fireworks, and they will only bloom for you."

Jian Qiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with relief: "Even though he attracts the appreciation of other people when he blooms, I know that he is my own fireworks."

"Maybe Fireworks knows too."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The Yan family's old house was built in the suburbs, but it was not a single building. This is a wealthy area, and there are many garden courtyard buildings along the way, all of which are brightly lit and crowded with people.

Jian Qiaoxin suddenly thought of a sentence: Fu has distant relatives in the mountains.

The car drove slowly, and when it arrived at the place, there was already a housekeeper waiting at the front door. Seeing the car stopped, the housekeeper took the initiative to greet him and opened the door: "Welcome sir, come home."

Yan Gan said "Yes" and said, "Madam is here too."

The butler was taken aback, but he was not surprised. It seemed that many people knew of Jian Qiaoxin's existence. He went up to open the door for Jian Qiaoxin, and said respectfully, "Ma'am."

Jian Qiaoxin lifted his legs and got out of the car, Yan Gan came over to support him: "Be careful where you step."

His tone was very gentle, and the expression on his face was full of concern. Everything was very natural, but Jian Qiaoxin somehow felt a little unreal.

Enter directly from the gate, and attendants in green aprons will stop to say hello when they pass by.

"Happy New Year sir."

"gentlemen……"

Red lanterns are hung everywhere in the pavilions, towers and pavilions, which is full of joy, but it is strange that this place always gives people a feeling of loneliness in the interior.

Yan Gan said, "Follow me."

The further you walked along the path, the more lively the movement from the hall became. Jian Qiaoxin followed behind Yan Gan, and his originally nervous mood gradually relaxed.

When entering the hall, the surrounding eyes became denser and denser.

The heating in the hall is full, and the people standing inside are also in suits and leather shoes, dressed brightly, Yan Gan is wearing a bright red suit, his tall and straight body is as calm as a mountain, and there is a false smile on his handsome face. Born to be the darling of the spotlight, the world is full of festive red, but wherever he stands, he becomes the most vivid scenery.

The hall was crowded with people, both the Xiao family and the Yan family were there.

As soon as Jian Qiaoxin raised his head, he met Xiao Zihua's eyes upstairs. His heart tightened, and he quickly turned his face away. Except for the sharp gaze upstairs, the gazes of other people looking at him were actually not the same. It doesn't make him nervous, he is a star after all, he is used to being scrutinized, so he is calm.

A man came down from upstairs, he smiled: "Agan, I finally waited for you, happy new year!"

Yan Gan smiled: "Let's have fun together."

After finishing speaking, Yan Gan looked at Jian Qiaoxin again: "This is the elder brother, Fang Yan."

With a smile in her eyes, Jian Qiaoxin said obediently, "Brother Fang, I look forward to it for a long time."

"I've admired him for a long time." Although Yan Fang and Yan Gan are called brothers, they don't look alike at all. His face is thin, and there is a lingering sense of shrewdness.

Yan Fang looked at Jian Qiaoxin, his gaze rested on his stomach, and said in a strange way: "My third younger brother has very high vision, and I must have something special to be able to fall in love with you. The third younger brother is really lucky. "

Jian Qiaoxin frowned secretly, the tone of this person was really unpleasant.

When the attendant came over, Yan Gan picked up a glass of wine and took a sip: "Brother is really overrated. How can Xiaoxin compare to sister-in-law who is so beautiful, and the relationship between you and sister-in-law is the harmony and harmony, which is enviable."

Yan Fang's smile faded slightly. He and his wife have always had their own quarrels, but this matter has always been kept secret. He also saves face and never wants to say anything. Yan Gan found out.

Yan Gan is giving him a blow.

Yan Fang's eyes fell on Jian Qiaoxin, deliberately disgusting Yan Gan: "Naturally, I also want to wish that the relationship between the two of you, third brother, can be as harmonious as my wife and I."

Yan Gan's eyes became darker, and he clinked glasses with Yan Fang, with a smile on his lips, all ironic: "Qin Se and Ming don't dare to be, and only the eldest brother can have this blessing."

Yan Fang said: "Why belittle yourself, I think Xiaoxin is also very good, I heard that he is still filming, why don't you give me some autographs later?"

His tone was like teasing Jian Qiaoxin as a cheap actor.

Arriving here, Jian Qiaoxin finally understood one thing. The brothers of the Yan family, not to mention others, are the eldest brothers. They also hide their needles from Yan, and their words are thorny. Just meeting and chatting is like this. It can be seen If it is in the market, it must be targeted even more.

He finally understood what Xiao Zihua said was difficult, and why he was seeking skin from a tiger.

Jian Qiao's fresh and handsome face was covered with a perfect social smile: "Since it's my brother who wants it, it's my honor. My fans want my autograph and they have to wait in line, but if it's yours, it's naturally It's different, I'll sign it for you in a while."

Yan Fang said: "Then I really thank you."

How dare you compare me with those fans, it's really good, and it's really a mess with that disgusting Yan Gan.

Yan Gan took a glass of red wine and asked Jian Qiaoxin to hold it. Jian Qiaoxin didn't know what to say, but she still leaned against Yan Gan and said to Yan Fang: "It should."

Yan Gan beside him had an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth. There was danger hidden behind that smile. He supported Jian Qiaoxin's waist, and held Jian Qiaoxin's arm at the blind corner of Yan's room with a little force. His hands trembled under the influence of force, and the red wine spilled all over the face of the nearest Yan Fang.

Yan Fang was dazed by the sudden splash of red wine, wine was all over his expensive suit, and his dog-like face became embarrassed.

Yan Gan frowned, looked at Jian Qiaoxin's stomach, and said softly, "The child kicked you again?"

Jian Qiaoxin panicked for a moment, and quickly understood what Yan Gan meant. He nodded: "Well, the force was too strong just now, I couldn't hold back all of a sudden, my hands trembled."

Yan Fang trembled angrily: "You...how dare you?"

Yan Gan, who was opposite him, guarded Jian Qiaoxin behind him, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Brother, I don't think you will care about an unborn child, right?"

"..."

Yan Fangyou couldn't tell, the guests today were all from his own family, and he couldn't get angry. After holding back for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Of course not."

Yan Gan smiled, and said to the butler behind him, "Take elder brother down to change and wash."

The butler responded, and Yan Fang, who was about to explode in anger, left. At the same time, the people who followed them gradually looked away. After such a thing, most people only dared to wait and see, and secretly look up.

Yan Gan held a red wine glass in his hand, and looked sideways at Jian Qiaoxin with this posture: "Does it scare you?"

"No." Jian Qiaoxin shook her head lightly, and said with a suppressed smile, "Is this okay? He is your elder brother. Will it be detrimental to family harmony?"

Yan Gan lowered his head slightly, as if to straighten Jian Qiaoxin's collar that was not messy at all, and put his ear next to his ear, with a hoarse voice: "He dared to bully you in front of uncle, it is already considered light."

Jian Qiaoxin's ears turned red and she glared at him.

The short private time ended soon, and Yan Fang was only the first wave of people who came forward to test, followed by various branches of the Yan family and Xiao family.

Jian Qiaoxin finally grasped some rules from it. It turned out that the previous head of the Yan family was Yan Gan's father, and his younger brother's surname was not Yan, but Xiao, following his mother's surname.

It was said that it was because Old Commander Yan's beloved wife passed away in childbirth when she gave birth to her second child. To commemorate his beloved wife, the old man let his second child take his mother's surname.

Jian Qiaoxin said to Yan Gan when no one was around: "The old commander is really a good man with love and righteousness."

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "Isn't it me?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin coughed lightly, turned her face away: "Of course, of course."

Yan Gan pinched his face in retaliation, which meant to settle accounts after autumn, although the current Jian Qiaoxin is not very afraid.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the whole room of the Yan family. There were five sons in the Yan family. Except for Yan Fang, who was born by Yan's father and his current wife, the mothers of the others were all different. Naturally, he couldn't help but feel a little bit emotional. What went wrong? , Yan Laosi is a lover, but the child he gave birth is dissolute?

Yan Gan seemed to understand Jian Qiaoxin's thoughts. He pointed to Xiao Ran, Xiao Zihua's father: "Not long ago, because my wife said that she wanted to raise sheep, she bought a farm in Inner Mongolia."

People are different, and we can't generalize. The Yan family is also a good man with special feelings.

Jian Qiaoxin was thoughtful: "Why would she want to raise a sheep?"

Seeing that the wood didn't understand what he meant, Yan Gan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Maybe it's because he's stupid."

"what?"

While the two were talking, the butler came in from behind: "Sir, Da Madam wants to see you."

Yan Gan remained calm, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Da Furen worship the Buddha all the year round, why did you think of coming out this year?"

The housekeeper said: "We don't know about the eldest lady either."

Yan Gan glanced at Jian Qiaoxin: "Come with me."

Jian Qiaoxin originally thought that Yan Gan wanted to take him to see the eldest lady, but what he never expected was that Yan Gan took him out of the front hall and sent him to a remote lounge: "Be good, don't mess around." Do you know how to run?"

Jian Qiaoxin said, "I'm not a child anymore."

Yan Gan obviously couldn't rest assured, he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes, our Xiaoxin has grown up."

"..."

Don't fool me!

After setting up Jian Qiaoxin, Yan Gan left. Jian Qiaoxin rested in the lounge by himself. This lounge is semi-enclosed, with screens as partitions. There are all sofas and coffee tables inside. It is a small room. conference hall.

He was taking a nap on the sofa, he heard the sound of high heels approaching in a daze, and opened his eyes.

Zhao Tao stood on the screen in a red dress, and snorted coldly: "Hey, happy new year, is it a shame to see people or what, hiding here?"

Jian Qiaoxin was sleepy, and replied, "Yes."

"..."

Playing cards out of common sense at all.

Zhao Tao was sullen, she tugged at her beautiful curly hair, put her arm around the man's wrist and said, "Aren't you wondering why I'm here?"

Jian Qiaoxin finally regained consciousness. He rubbed his eyes and saw the face of the man next to Zhao Tao clearly.

Rong Heshun

This person can be regarded as a second-tier star in the entertainment circle, and he has no acting skills. The main reason is that he has a good-looking face. He is indeed very beautiful, but his private life is chaotic and he is not a good person.

Zhao Tao smiled: "I heard from A Rong that you are still his younger brother, and you used to work under a manager."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Yes."

Rong Heshun, as Zhao Tao's male companion, naturally pushed Jian Qiaoxin down together: "Although it is under a manager, Xiaoxin and I are not familiar with each other, because after acting in a few dramas, I gained some fame, because Corporate scheduling, it's not the same broker anymore."

This is to say that Jian Qiaoxin is not famous, both openly and secretly.

Zhao Tao smiled slightly: "Xiaoxin, you have to work hard too. I heard that you have been in the entertainment industry for several years. Ah Gan shouldn't be so resigned to his lover."

Rong Heshun chimed in: "You can't blame Xiaoxin, sometimes acting requires talent. I'm just a little bit luckier than him."

The two sang and harmonized, and devoted themselves to making up for people's hearts.

Jian Qiaoxin didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even wanted to laugh: "Is it over?"

Zhao Tao was taken aback.

Jian Qiaoxin propped his chin with one hand, with resting coldness on his delicate face, he raised his eyebrows: "Brother Rong, you and Miss Zhao have a really good relationship, don't I remember that you like men? Is it my fault that the hotel saw you and the two executive directors of Shunfa Group entering the room?"

Rong Heshun's expression changed: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jian Qiaoxin can't afford to provoke Zhao Tao, but the person he provokes is Rong Heshun: "Then you can treat me as nonsense, or I may have misremembered, after all, pregnant people don't have a good memory, I think you can understand , Miss Zhao?"

The smile on Zhao Tao's face couldn't hold back anymore, she came to Rong Heshun on a whim to see if Yan Gan would be jealous, because she didn't care at all, so she didn't do much research, but it never occurred to her that this person's private life was so chaotic!

Zhao Tao glared at Rong Heshun.

Rong Heshun's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Tao'er, listen to my explanation."

Zhao Tao couldn't hold back, and turned around and left without asking Jian Qiaoxin for trouble. Rong Heshun, who was left where he was, was also very angry, and he said harsh words to Jian Qiaoxin: "Jian Qiaoxin, you are so brave. , believe it or not, I let you be in the entertainment circle..."

"Let him what?"

A male voice came from the end of the stairs, making people stiff.

Jian Qiaoxin looked through the screen subconsciously, and saw Yan Gan who was leaning against the railing. Yan Gan's face was a little gloomy, and there was an unfriendly aura all over his body.

Rong He swallowed the words that came to his lips: "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Gan walked over slowly, and his leather shoes made a crisp sound when stepping on the smooth marble, as if stepping on the tip of a person's heart. Mei: "I'm asking you something."

Rong Heshun was speechless, never expecting to be heard by Yan Gan, and he blushed: "Let him live a better life in the entertainment industry."

This abrupt transformation is laughable.

Yan Gan narrowed his eyes, with an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth, he patted Rong Heshun on the shoulder: "Are you an artist of our company?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on Rong Heshun's forehead.

"Smart people always know what to say and what to do." Yan Gan said softly, "I heard that you have a good network in the company?"

Rong Heshun's brain was spinning rapidly, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his cheeks. He said: "I understand Mr. Yan, I will definitely restrain other people and get along with Xiaoxin peacefully!"

Yan Gan nodded in satisfaction: "I like smart people, this is the last time."

Rong Heshun was let go and ran away without looking back.

Jian Qiaoxin was still sitting on the sofa, and he yawned slightly: "Actually, he was just trying to scare me."

"I know."

Yan Qiao took advantage of the situation and sat beside him, with a smirk: "Uncle just frightened him."

"..."

The banquet outside is still going on, and we must have a New Year's Eve dinner together tonight, but Jian Qiaoxin is already sleepy.

Yan Gan said: "Let's go, sleep."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, and stood up with strength: "Is this okay, I haven't eaten with them yet."

Yan Gan led him upstairs: "They won't eat without you?"

"no……"

"Then what are you worried about?"

"..."

I can't tell you anyway.

Yan Gan led Jian Qiaoxin to a room in the corridor on the third floor, and opened the door for him: "Go and wash up, I'll have someone bring you food later, and sleep when you're sleepy."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded, he looked at Yan Gan quietly, and said softly: "Then, where do you live?"

He always gets upset if it's too far away.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you think I live closer?"

Jian Qiaoxin is thin-skinned, so he definitely can't admit it, he turned his face away: "No, I'll just ask."

"That's it." Yan Gan said in a leisurely manner, "I won't tell you."

"..."

you bad guy

After the two finished speaking, they separated. Jian Qiaoxin entered the room and was stunned. He thought it was a guest room, but he didn't expect it to be like...a master bedroom.

The entrance is an open study room. Bookcases on the top wall display books related to various fields. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the wooden desk.

Jian Qiaoxin stopped in front of the desk and saw a pair of calligraphy and paintings behind the chair. The brush strokes were vigorous, but contained an unconcealable hostility. The black ink was flying like a dragon and a phoenix danced, writing a word: benevolence

Jin

The word benevolence carries a murderous look, more like tolerance.

Jian Qiaoxin has an inexplicable intuition that this is Yan Gan's handwriting, and it must be his handwriting. Could it be that this room is Yan Gan's room?

He paused, then walked over the partition screen and saw the big bed.

Jian Qiaoxin sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about it, and bravely sent a text message to Yan Gan: "Mr. Yan, is this your room?"

It took a few minutes for the text message over there to be answered: yes

Jian Qiaoxin was embarrassed. He said, "Shall we share a room tonight?"

Yan Gan replied much faster this time: "There are so many people tonight, that's the only way. Why, you don't want to?"

"..."

this question is difficult to answer

Jian Qiaoxin thought about it for a while. If he hadn't slept before, he must have been a little awkward, but he had slept for two nights before, and he wasn't so reluctant now.

and many more

The person who fell into deep thought was taken aback. Could it be that Yan Gan knew that this would happen tonight, so he let himself get used to it when he was on the mountain in advance?

"..."

As expected of him.