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

Just when Jian Qiaoxin was praying with his life that Yan Gan didn't hear him, Mr. Yan who was chatting with the boss walked over.

Jian Qiaoxin quickly explained to the girl: "Um, you misunderstood, it's actually not like this."

Yan Gan took advantage of the situation and sat down beside Jian Qiaoxin, with a smile on his lips: "What are you talking about?"

The girl fell into the arms of her husband who also came over coquettishly: "I'm gossiping with my idol about his relationship problems. I like Xiaoxin very much. I saw his recommendation on Weibo today and asked my husband to bring me here for dinner. Mr. Yan, Is Xiao Zihua here too?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Why is he here?"

The girl was taken aback, and looked at Jian Qiaoxin suspiciously.

Jian Qiaoxin felt embarrassed when she saw her. He blushed and muttered, "That's what you saw. I just... just came with him."

The girl's mouth seemed to be stuffed with an egg.

There are only four of them in the rest area, and the sound insulation effect is also very good, so Jian Qiaoxin was given the courage to say this to acquaintances.

Yan Gan's slender legs crossed casually. He leaned lazily on the sofa, half-arming Jian Qiaoxin, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Repeat, this is not my niece and daughter-in-law, but my own daughter-in-law."

Jian Qiaoxin choked and kicked him lightly.

The girl opposite was also very excited, she smiled and said: "So that's the case, I just said, Xiaoxin, why did you fall in love with Xiao Zihua? After eating noodles, I thought he was abusing you, I think Mr. Yan is quite suitable, idol, I wish you well, oh yes, I will not say it!"

As soon as Jian Qiaoxin laughed when he heard the noodles, he looked sideways at Yan Gan, and sure enough, he saw that the faces of the men around him seemed to have darkened a lot.

He coughed lightly: "Actually, the noodles are really delicious. He is a shop opened by Mr. Yan's friend."

The girl nodded: "I went there yesterday. It's super delicious. My husband wanted to invest, but he was rejected by the store manager."

Jian Qiaoxin glanced at Yan Gan, and nodded with a smile: "My family is too."

The two chatted for a while as if they hit it off. In the end, Jian Qiaoxin added a WeChat account with the girl and took a photo before leaving.

It's a bit late to return to Yan's house at night

Jian Qiaoxin is getting heavy now, and it's already difficult to wash his hands. Fortunately, it's winter, and he doesn't have to take a bath every day. His favorite thing is to soak his feet.

Aunt Zhang used to make it for him, but now that Aunt Zhang is not at home, he has to do it himself.

Just as Jian Qiaoxin was going to the storage room where the bucket was placed, she found that the bucket was gone. The door of the bathroom not far away was opened, and Yan Gan leaned against the door: "Sit in the living room, it will be ready soon."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, unable to smile wryly: "What is this?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Can't tell? I'll prepare some water for your feet."

Jian Qiaoxin already had a guess in his heart, but when the guess came out of Yan Gan's mouth, everything became magical.

Who would have imagined that the famous Yan Gan would soak his feet here?

Jian Qiaoxin sat on the sofa, looked at the warm water in the foot bath, and said softly, "Actually, you don't have to do it for me, I can do it myself..."

Yan Gan took off his suit jacket and sat beside him: "Why, do you dislike Uncle?"

"No!" Jian Qiaoxin didn't want to cause such a big misunderstanding, he whispered softly: "I just... don't want to cause you trouble."

Yan Gan snorted: "What's the trouble? You don't think it's troublesome to give birth to your uncle, but it's troublesome if I get you some footwashing water?"

Jian Qiaoxin stopped talking, and there was a warm smile in his eyes. He took off his shoes and put his feet in the foot bath bucket, tested the water temperature, and let out a soft breath.

Yan Gan frowned: "Is it hot?"

Jian Qiaoxin hesitated for a moment, but didn't dare to say anything. After hesitating for a while, she put her foot in and shook her head: "It's not hot."

The more he behaved like this, the more suspicious Yan Gan became, and he bent down to try it with his hands. Jian Qiaoxin hurriedly stopped him: "Dirty!"

Yan Gan's hand was held by him, helplessly: "I don't dislike it myself, why are you so excited here?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't let him get away with it, he didn't let go, a little anxious: "I... Anyway, don't."

Although he showed resoluteness, there are always more solutions than difficulties, and this will not be a problem for Mr. Yan who plans to get through.

Yan Gan simply stretched out his hand, raised his slender legs, and put his feet into the water: "Then why don't you wash it together, you don't want to dislike uncle, do you?"

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment. He lowered his head and saw that both feet in the basin were in the water. In fact, the water was a bit hot. After holding it for a long time, he finally couldn't help it, so he simply lifted his feet and placed them on Yan Gan's. Serve cool.

His feet are a little smaller than Yan Gan's, white and round, because the limbs will be swollen during pregnancy, so the feet are a little round, and they are like a small steamed bun on Yan Gan's generous instep.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "I haven't taken it out yet."

Jian Qiaoxin shook her head lightly: "It's not very hot, just wait a while and it will be fine."

Soaking feet together was also a novel experience. He found that although Yan Gan had an elegant appearance like a gentleman, his body was very strong, because half of his calves would be exposed when he soaked his feet, and he was strong and strong, unlike someone who stayed in the office all year round.

His brows and eyes were curved, and his soaked red soles rubbed against Yan Gan's feet: "Mr. Yan, do you often exercise?"

Yan Gan was reading the book of fairy tales on the sofa, when he heard the words, he replied, "Yes."

"Why?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little puzzled: "Do businessmen also need to keep in shape?"

Yan Gan leaned lazily on the sofa, and his voice was magnetic: "It's just a habit, one of the channels to vent when you are in a bad mood."

It turns out that Mr. Yan likes to exercise when he is in a bad mood.

Jian Qiaoxin seemed to understand but half understood: "So that's how it is."

"Otherwise?" Yan Gan put down the book, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, he moved closer: "It is true that a businessman does not need a good figure to do business, but not necessarily in bed, have you tried it?"

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned red. He quickly looked away: "Be serious!"

What kind of tiger-wolf word is this!

Yan Gan was very leisurely: "I'm kidding, kids are really thin-skinned."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know how to react for a moment. He moved his feet in the water to test the water temperature, but it was as if they were deliberately rubbing where Yan Gan was placed.

Yan Gan snorted softly, his voice hoarse: "Don't move."

Jian Qiaoxin froze all over, the heat on her face hadn't passed yet, and when she turned her head inadvertently, she saw bulges that shouldn't be seen in some places.

He was angry and blood rushed to his face. Of course he understood what that meant, he said, "Mr. Yan, are you alright?"

Yan Gan simply put the book between his legs to cover it up, raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you think?"

Jian Qiaoxin dared not speak.

"Uncle is a normal man, and he can't stand being teased." Yan Gan retracted his feet from the soaking bucket: "You really tormented me to death."

Jian Qiaoxin was very wronged, he quickly picked up the towel on one side, bent down: "It's still wet, I need to dry my feet."

His hands were very soft. To maintain his balance, he supported Yan Gan's thigh with one hand, and bent down trying to wipe the water for the person in front of him.

Yan Gan stretched out his hand to stop him, and held Jian Qiaoxin's hand with a generous palm: "The feet don't matter, why don't you wipe something interesting with your hand?"

"..."

rogue

In the end, Yan Gan went to the bathroom to end the journey of soaking his feet. Jian Qiaoxin waited on the bed until Yan Gan came back when he was about to fall asleep.

He muttered in a daze, "Why did it take so long..."

Yan Gan said: "Little heartless, who is to blame for this?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin got under the quilt and pretended to be dead.

The next day

This morning, Yan Gan had a dinner party and didn't take him with him, so it was rare for Jian Qiaoxin to sleep in late. He should have stayed in bed, but he woke up early, because these days when Yan Gan got up early, the biological clock had already Don't allow him to be lazy anymore.

Jian Qiaoxin glanced at her phone, it was only 07:30.

He lingered on Yan Gan's pillow, the man had just left not long ago, and there was still a faint mint fragrance on his body, which smelled very good. He lay on the pillow leisurely, when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening downstairs.

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback. Didn't Aunt Zhang go home to discuss her son's marriage? How could there be someone else?

He hesitated for a moment, feeling that he didn't hear the sound of going upstairs, so he tiptoed to open the door a gap and sneaked a peek at the railing.

He was relieved when he saw the familiar figure downstairs. It turned out that Aunt Zhang had returned.

Just as Jian Qiaoxin was about to call someone, the phone rang in the living room, and Aunt Zhang answered the phone: "Hello, son?"

The mobile phones used by the elderly are old-age phones, and they are so big that there is no need for loudspeaker at all. Jian Qiaoxin can hear Aunt Zhang's son's voice.

He said, "Mom, why did you go back?"

Aunt Zhang's body was a little awkward, she said softly: "I'll tell my boss to ask for a few days off."

The son sighed: "No need, Mom, I'm not getting married anymore."

Aunt Zhang was a little surprised: "Why, isn't it all right?"

"Her family wants to add more gift money. The original 50 was agreed, but their family didn't know where to find out that you work in Mr. Yan's house, and they will add another 20. I really can't afford to marry her."

Aunt Zhang was also a little anxious: "Son, don't worry, the girl Xiaohuan has a good heart, this matter should not be her idea, could it be her family..."

"It was her mother's idea, now that woman says that if she can't get the money, she won't let Xiaohuan marry me." The man's voice was also a little decadent: "Xiaohuan is also locked up at home now, and she can't get out at all. "

Aunt Zhang probably didn't expect things to turn out like this, she said: "Son, don't worry, Mom will think of a way..."

The man sighed softly: "Mom, let's not end this marriage, I'm tired too."

Jian Qiaoxin listened quietly upstairs. He knew that many mothers-in-law would embarrass their son-in-law nowadays, but he didn't expect that there would be such a thing. It was really amazing.

Aunt Zhang chatted with her son for a while, but in the end she couldn't come up with an idea, so she hung up the phone.

As soon as she turned around, she met Jian Qiaoxin's eyes at the railing.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "Are you back?"

"You child, shouldn't you go to the company with Agan? Why are you at home?" Aunt Zhang seemed a little unexpected, she put the phone up: "I made you laugh."

Jian Qiaoxin shook his head, his hands were resting on the railing, holding them vaguely, and hesitantly said: "Auntie, did your family... encounter any difficulties?"

Seeing that he knew all about it, Aunt Zhang sighed softly: "It's not something that has been put on the table."

Jian Qiaoxin can probably guess a little bit, he walked downstairs slowly: "You have taken care of Mr. Yan for many years, if there is any difficulty, he will definitely not sit idly by, if you are embarrassed to speak up, I am also a little bit savings..."

Aunt Zhang hurried over to help him down the stairs. As she gets older, she is always particularly prone to emotion. She said: "The human heart is a bottomless pit of greed. No matter what you do to fill it, it will be useless. Maybe A-gan will really look at me as an old woman." I took the money out of face, but that person's temperament is already like this, and I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future."

Jian Qiaoxin also wanted to understand this, and he sighed a little: "Then how did you plan?"

Aunt Zhang didn't have any better ideas in her eyes, so she could only say: "Xiaoxin, Auntie knows you are a good person. I can rest assured that A-gan has you by his side. You... remember, people's hearts are made of flesh, and A-gan is not That kind of cold-hearted child, as long as you treat him well, he will definitely not let you down."

Jian Qiaoxin felt that something was wrong when he heard this, and he said sharply: "Auntie, what are you talking about?"

Aunt Zhang smiled: "It's time for you to go home and take care of yourself when you're old."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Qiaoxin completely understood that how to stop the other party's insatiable appetite was to cut off the source of greed. The other party's greed was bred because he took care of Mr. Yan, so she simply cut off her thoughts.

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't think of a better solution for a while, but he believed that Yan Gan would pay attention, so he said, "This is the most conservative way. I will discuss it with him when Agan comes back at night."

Aunt Zhang sighed: "Your child is just too kind."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Aunt Zhang cooked for him in the morning, and after eating some, he was going to read the script again. He thought that Yan Gan would not come back in the afternoon, but the man came back just as he was taking a nap.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the bed beside him collapsed, and then he was hugged tightly in a familiar embrace.

Jian Qiaoxin muttered, "Why are you back?"

Yan Gan: "I'm done."

"Oh……"

He was very sleepy, so he didn't ask any more questions. After sleeping again, he opened his eyes and saw the man in front of him sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. His eyes were slightly blue, and he must have been exhausted.

Jian Qiaoxin also frowned when she saw Yan Gan sleeping, and quietly reached out her hand to soothe him.

Yan Gan wrapped his arms around his waist, and his voice was hoarse with the magnetism of just waking up: "One touch is two hundred."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin withdrew his fingers from between his eyebrows like an electric shock, and he was a little annoyed: "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Yan Gan opened his eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "How do you charge if you don't wake up?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed to be looked at by him like this, he raised his eyebrows: "One touch of the face is two hundred, how about other places?"

Yan Gan gave a "tsk" sound: "I can't see that you have a lot of lust for uncle."

"..."

I didn't!

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't talk about him left and right, and planned to avoid the topic.

Yan Gan squeezed his face: "Look at how you touched it, uncle is happy occasionally, and it's free."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin sat up from the bed, but felt pain in his legs as soon as he got up, he gasped, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Gan's expression changed: "Cramp again?"

"Um……"

Jian Qiaoxin gasped in a low voice, humming uncomfortably.

Yan Gan sat up and massaged him proficiently. After so long, he was completely proficient and didn't need other people at all.

Jian Qiaoxin gradually felt better. He half leaned on the head of the bed and said softly, "Mr. Yan, I have something to discuss with you..."

Yan Gan didn't raise his head: "Where do you want to touch, can I give you a cheaper price?"

"..."

You are not serious!

After Jian Qiaoxin glared at him, she still got down to business: "It's just that Aunt Zhang came back today, and something may have happened to their family..."

Yan Ganban sat beside Jian Qiaoxin, and smiled after listening quietly: "It can be seen that one of the most troublesome things for men in this world is to get rid of the mother-in-law."

"That's not necessarily true." Jian Qiaoxin recalled her father with a gentle look on her face: "If my father knew you, he would be very happy. Not only would he not embarrass you, he might even cook a table of delicious food."

Yan Gan lowered his head slightly: "It seems that Uncle is a very easy person to get along with."

"Yes." Jian Qiaoxin teased him warmly: "You should be glad you didn't meet a difficult father-in-law."

The movements of Yan Gan's hands paused for a while, and he said in a deep voice, "What's so fortunate."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

"Uncle, I wish I could meet you." Yan Gan's voice was lazy but gentle: "No matter what kind of person he is, at least before this, our Xiaoxin is not alone, but also a child loved by someone."

The house is air-conditioned, the vegetation outside the windows is covered with a layer of snow in winter, the cold wind howls, but the interior is as warm as spring, and the warmth spreads from the limbs to the heart, crisp and numb.

Jian Qiaoxin curled up her hands unconsciously, and said softly, "No."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "If it was really me, I wouldn't be locked up at home, the door is locked, and the windows, the windows are locked..."

Yan Gan had a good time: "Uncle will you dig a hole in the roof?"

The two of them talked more and more, and after arguing for a while, they finally returned to the main topic. Aunt Zhang still had to find a way to deal with it. After all, the old man did encounter difficulties.

Yan Gan squeezed his leg for him to relieve the pain of cramps, and said, "What do you think about this?"

"Me?" Jian Qiaoxin didn't really think about it, and he didn't pay attention: "I don't know either."

Yan Gan said: "Then change the question, do you want uncle to intervene?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't expect Yan Gan to ask such a question. He thought that with the relationship between Aunt Zhang and Yan Gan, the man would not just sit idly by, but he actually asked his opinion.

He hesitated for a while: "I will respect whatever decision you make."

Yan Gan chuckled, seeing that Jian Qiaoxian's leg was no longer cramped, he slowly withdrew his hand: "You are just too soft-hearted."

Jian Qiaoxin felt a little strange: "Why do you say that?"

Yan Gan got up from the bed and stretched, he went into the bathroom to wash up: "Okay, don't worry about this matter, uncle will take care of it."

Jian Qiaoxin felt something was wrong, but could only respond: "Okay."

Aunt Zhang was not at home in the evening, and she had already prepared a meal when she left, so she could eat it directly. Jian Qiaoxin didn't think much about it, she just thought that she had gone back to deal with her son's affairs.

Until a few days later, a new nanny came to the family.

He was a little surprised, and looked at Yan Gan, but the man was very calm: "She is getting old, it's time to go home and rest, don't worry about it, it's fine."

Jian Qiaoxin responded in a nasty way, always feeling that it was not that simple.

However, the cub in his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about a month away. This was extremely exhausting, and Jian Qiaoxin didn't have much energy to think about it.

Afternoon

Jian Qiaoxin came back from the pregnancy test today, and Yan Gan had something to do at the company, so he sent him home. He sat by the window and read the script, when there was a knock on the door.

The nanny stood at the door: "Mr. Jane, someone sent a letter just now."

Jian Qiaoxin hesitated: "Who sent it?"

"I don't know him either. It's a man. He was wrapped in a scarf so tightly that I couldn't see it." The nanny took the letter in her hand: "Do you want to see it?"

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the well-sealed envelope and nodded: "Bring it here."

The envelope was in his hands. It was yellow letter paper, which looked very old. Jian Qiaoxin opened it and said, "Did he say anything when he sent it?"

The nanny said, "No."

Jian Qiaoxin took out the letter paper from inside, and the handwriting on the paper came into view. He looked at it, his face gradually turned cold, and finally the hand holding the paper was shaking.

The nanny was a little worried: "What's wrong with you?"

Jian Qiaoxin sat up directly from the chair, regardless of the script falling on the floor: "I'm going out for a while."

He changed his clothes as quickly as possible. Yan Gan had prepared a driver for him since he was pregnant, but he rarely used it. This was the first time the driver came in handy.

He said, "Go to the Red Pavilion."

The driver was taken aback, but under Jian Qiaoxin's firm gaze, he started the car anyway.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was sitting in the back, did not fall asleep for a rare time. When the car stopped on the side of the road, the bodyguard sent by Yan Gan to follow him also got out of another car.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Are you waiting for me at the door of the store?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan told us not to be too far away from you."

"Ok."

Jian Qiaoxin simply went straight into the store. He sat down on a chair at the corner according to the location stated in the envelope, and called the waiter, "Bring me a glass of milk."

The waiter nodded.

After a while, a man came down from upstairs, and the man sat down in front of Jian Qiaoxin, and said in a deep voice, "You are Xiaoxin, right?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "I am."

The man took out a yellow leather bag from his side pocket: "Look for yourself."

Jian Qiaoxin took the bag and took out the documents from the inside. Looking at the documentary, this is a worldly truth that has been dusty for many years, and there are too many things that should not be exposed.

The hands holding the documents were trembling. Jian Qiaoxin never thought that one day he would know that his father's death was not an accident at such a moment.

He thought that the gangster appeared on the street by chance that day. It turned out that he was instructed by others. He thought that the gangster did evil things because he wanted to make money. It turned out that from the beginning, he was targeting his father. .

He thought his father's death was just an accident, but it turned out to be a conspiracy.

The man wearing a mask on the opposite side said: "Back then, your grandfather followed the commander to wipe out a den of a drug gang. Those people were imprisoned, so naturally they held a grudge. Found your father."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the information in his hand and remained silent.

"All of this started because of Old Commander Yan. The Yan family is very powerful. His old man can naturally retreat completely. After getting first-class merit, he doesn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, let your grandfather die in vain, and something happened. In the end, he didn't think about protecting your family at all, which caused your father's sacrifice."

Jian Qiaoxin had all sorts of emotions in his heart, but he didn't know what it was like.

The man opposite said word by word: "The tragedy of your family is all caused by the Yan family."