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

Jian Qiaoxin stared blankly at the document in her hand and didn't know how to answer it.

The person on the other side talked a lot, and those old events were slowly unearthed, his heart became colder and colder, and he thought about many possibilities, but he never thought about this possibility that he was least willing to face.

The ringtone in his pocket vibrated. Jian Qiaoxin took out his cell phone and saw Yan Gan's name flashing. He hesitated for a moment, turned the cell phone to silent, and did not answer it.

The man on the other side said: "If you doubt the authenticity of what I said, you can check it yourself."

Jian Qiaoxin put down the phone, with a serious face: "Who asked you to come?"

He raised his eyelids, emotionally stable: "Or, who asked you to provoke me and A-gan?"

The person on the other side smiled: "Of course I can't tell. My task is to bring you the truth of the matter. Believe it or not is up to you, and it's up to you whether the provocation is successful. Mr. Jian, there is one more thing I want to tell you. Mr. Yan got this bag of materials a few months ago, I don’t know if he has discussed it with you, I hope he has, and it was a pleasure chatting with you, so I will leave.”

After he left, Jian Qiaoxin sat quietly on the chair, staring blankly.

The bodyguard came up from behind and handed him the mobile phone: "Mr. Jian, Mr. Yan's phone number."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the display page during the call. He was so upset that he wanted to stand up and leave. After thinking twice, he chose to pick up the phone.

Holding the phone, he tried to make his voice sound normal: "Hello?"

Yan Gan's voice contained some coldness: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Jian Qiaoxin leaned on the table, watched the flow of people passing by, and said softly, "The phone was muted just now, so I didn't see it."

"Really?" Yan Gan asked again: "Where are you?"

Jian Qiaoxin picked up the milk on the table and took a sip: "I'm a bit bored at home, go shopping, don't worry about me, the bodyguards are with me."

Yan Gan was silent for a while.

He said, "Uncle will pick you up."

"No need." Jian Qiaoxin stirred the milk in the glass with a spoon: "I'll just go back by myself. The driver hasn't left yet, so there's no need to pick it up."

There was a moment of silence, and finally hung up the phone.

Jian Qiaoxin returned the phone to the bodyguard without saying a word.

Instead, the bodyguard took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Jian, have we gone back?"

Jian Qiaoxin's white hands slowly stirred the milk in his hands: "No hurry, I want to sit for a while."

The bodyguards were taken aback, and opened their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything. They looked at Yan Gan who had been sitting on the second floor for a long time, and quietly retreated.

It was noon when I came, and after sitting like this, Jian Qiaoxin sat until dusk.

This coffee shop has floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole wide sky can be seen outside. The afterglow of the setting sun renders the sky, which looks very beautiful.

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think about anything. There have been many years in his life. Ever since his father died, he has been living under the name of broom star. He shouldn't want to go out to play willfully, he is not sensible It was just that he killed his father. After so many years of thinking like this, the self-blame and inferiority deep down cannot be changed.

Now, someone suddenly told him that this was not his problem, it was premeditated, and there was a reason for it.

It was getting dark gradually, and Jian Qiaoxin sat there motionless.

The phone vibrated again, Jian Qiaoxin's eyelashes trembled, and he looked at the phone, but Yan Gan's name was still displayed on the phone screen, he hesitated for a while, and picked it up: "Hello?"

Yan Gan's voice was very steady: "Are you hungry?"

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment. He hadn't finished his glass of milk since noon. He was thinking too much, and he completely forgot about eating.

Yan Gan said, "Let's eat something."

Jian Qiaoxin's heart tightened for no reason, and he said softly, "Got it."

Yan Gan played with the spoon in his hand, looked at the people downstairs: "When will you go home?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little confused now, and suddenly thought of a reason: "I'm out today, I'm a little tired, I'm staying in a hotel now, so I won't go back..."

"Little new."

Yan Gan's voice was low and interrupted him lightly.

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Did uncle tell you that you are not good at lying?" Yan Gan's voice sounded in front of him, low and magnetic: "And, don't lie to me."

Jian Qiaoxin raised her head and met the man's gaze.

Yan Gan opened the chair and sat down in front of him, his movements were graceful, as if the two had made an appointment a long time ago: "Let's eat first."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Why are you here..."

Yan Gan sat lazily, with his hands folded on the table: "If I wasn't here, would you have to wait until tomorrow for dinner?"

"..."

This cafe is a half-restaurant style, and the waiter delivered the food in less than a moment.

Jian Qiaoxin was in a complicated mood, but he was the best at patience. He picked up the chopsticks and said, "Then let's eat together. You have been busy all day, and it is also very hard."

Yan Gan said nothing.

Jian Qiaoxin put a green vegetable into her mouth, and ate as usual, but after a few mouthfuls, the overwhelming nausea came over her: "Um..."

He covered his mouth with a tissue on the side, and ran to the bathroom not far away.

After vomiting for a long time, not only did I spit out the vegetables I just ate, but I also explained everything that was left in my stomach.

When he came out, Yan Gan leaned against the door, and the man said: "Since you are not used to eating, go back."

Jian Qiaoxin wiped her lips with a napkin, and said softly, "How about I try again..."

"Try a fart!" Yan Gan pulled him to go out: "It's fine if you can't eat, no one has to force you, my child, Yan Gan, won't die from starvation."

The two walked out, and Jian Qiaoxin followed him step by step.

Maybe it's because they have their own concerns, and the whole process was quiet and there was no communication. Yan Gan didn't take the initiative to ask Jian Qiaoxin the lie he had told on the phone before, and Jian Qiaoxin didn't ask why the man was here.

The lights were on at home, and the new nanny greeted him: "Mister is back?"

"Yeah." Yan Gan said, "Go get some light ones."

The nanny obediently replied: "Yes."

The newly prepared meal was quickly served, and Jian Qiaoxin was called up by Yan Gan to eat. He sat on the dining table and looked at the light porridge. Just as he sat down, Yan Gan who was beside him left.

Jian Qiaoxin was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to eat together?"

Yan Gan waved his hand: "Uncle has eaten, you can eat."

While talking, Yan Gan looked at the people sitting at the dining table. Jian Qiaoxin vomited when he was in the coffee shop before, probably because he was feeling uncomfortable and didn’t want to see him. Now that he’s home, Yan Gan won’t take the initiative Shake in front of him, to add to the block.

Jian Qiaoxin hesitantly picked up the spoon to drink the porridge, but it turned out to be no different from the one in the coffee shop before, and she vomited up after drinking it.

Yan Gan watched him come out of the bathroom, his expression was not good: "Can't eat?"

Jian Qiaoxin seldom reacted. The last time he did this was a few months ago, but now he suddenly reacted so badly that he couldn't believe it.

Yan Gan sighed softly, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Jian Qiaoxin leaned on the sofa and watched the man rolled up his sleeves and walked towards him. He picked up the pot and skillfully opened the refrigerator.

The nanny on the side didn't dare to ask more questions.

Jian Qiaoxin quietly curled up on the sofa with his shoulders, followed Yan Gan with his eyes, and said softly, "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see?" Yan Gan said while taking out noodles from the refrigerator and putting them on the table: "I'll cook for you."

Jian Qiaoxin was really taken aback. After all, no one could believe that Eyan, who never touches the sun, would always cook in person.

He smiled slightly: "Actually, there is no need..."

Yan Gan added some books to the pot and put them on the stove to boil without turning his head: "It doesn't matter if you eat or not, little bastard, how could you be hungry."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, but was speechless.

There were all kinds of emotions in his heart, but he walked into the kitchen involuntarily: "I'll help you."

"What are you doing here?" Yan Gan took out the vegetables needed for cooking noodles from the refrigerator: "Go out, there is oily smoke here."

Jian Qiaoxin stood at the door and said softly, "There's nothing so delicate."

Yan Gan played with the tomato in his hand, and smiled: "Why are there none? If you don't feel sorry for yourself, don't allow others to feel sorry for you."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes turned red inexplicably.

In the end, he didn't disagree with Yan Gan. He stood at the door and watched. The busy people in the kitchen were really skilled in knife work, and when a bowl of noodles was cooked, it was delicious.

When it was brought to the table, the noodles exuded a strong fragrance, and the eggs were boiled just right, not greasy, and the noodles were not rotten, looking very strong.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "I didn't expect you to be able to cook?"

Yan Gan sat lazily on the chair in the chief seat, and said casually: "You can't starve yourself to death when no one is cooking."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

He was a little unexpected, and a little surprised.

how to say

It is probably because Yan Gan has always been too strong, which made Jian Qiaoxin forget the dark background of this person. He has also suffered, and there will be times when no one cooks and starves.

Seeing his sad expression, Yan Gan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Will you be full just by looking at me?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin looked away, took a bite of the noodles with chopsticks, and sighed softly, "It's delicious."

Yan Gan rested his chin on one hand and looked at him.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was sitting on the chair, didn't have much appetite, but the noodles miraculously made him a little hungry. He ate slowly all night and felt very satisfied.

Yan Gan said: "Forget this little bastard knows a lot."

The nanny cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. Jian Qiaoxin touched his stomach and said hesitantly, "He should be hungry too."

Yan Gan glanced at the time: "Go wash up and rest."

"it is good……"

Neither of them took the initiative to mention what happened during the day, Jian Qiaoxin didn't know how to speak, and Yan Gan pretended not to know.

The next morning, when Yan Gan woke up, Jian Qiaoxin was pretending to be asleep.

In the past, he would also get up, go to the company together, stay with the man for a day, and come back together at night. This is a happy day.

But now, he hasn't figured out how to face Yan Gan.

After Yan Gan put on his clothes, he came out of the bathroom. The man glanced at the mess on the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Get up and have breakfast after a short sleep, and call uncle if you have something to do."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

There was a sound of closing the door, and Yan Gan had already left.

Jian Qiaoxin opened his eyes, sat up slowly, and looked at the door. The room was still warm, but he felt a little cold inexplicably, as if Yan Gan had left, taking away the temperature.

He just sat on the bed for an unknown how long.

Until midnight, the nanny knocked on the door: "Sir, are you up, do you want some breakfast?"

Jian Qiaoxin recovered a little bit, he cleared his throat: "Okay."

Sitting up from the bed, after a brief wash, Jian Qiaoxin went downstairs slowly. The nanny's craftsmanship is actually not bad. The breakfast is delicious and delicious, and she looks very appetizing.

Jian Qiaoxin picked up the porridge and took a few sips. Before eating for a while, a nauseating feeling came from his stomach. He stood up and ran to the bathroom.

After waiting for him to come out, the nanny asked with some concern: "How are you, are you okay?"

Jian Qiaoxin frowned, he waved his hand: "It's okay."

"..."

The nanny felt that this person didn't seem to be okay, his face was pale, and he looked a little miserable.

He said, "Can you call sir?"

Jian Qiaoxin sat on the chair, he shook his head: "It's just normal morning sickness, just take a rest, there's no need to alarm Mr.

The nurse was silent.

However, the truth was like slapping Jian Qiaoxin in the face. He didn't eat in the morning, he didn't eat in the lunch, he didn't eat much all day, and he was really hungry at night.

When Mr. Yan came back from outside, he immediately saw Jian Qiaoxin who was sleeping on the sofa.

He glanced at the nanny, and said in a cold voice, "Why don't you know how to cover him with a blanket?"

The nanny panicked: "I'll go right away."

Jian Qiaoxin was a light sleeper. After opening her eyes, she looked at Yan Gan and rubbed her eyes slightly: "You're back?"

"Ah."

Yan Gan came over: "How old are you, can't you let uncle save some snacks, and sleep here without fear of catching a cold?"

"Didn't fall asleep." Jian Qiaoxin changed her position and sat up: "I just squinted for a while."

Yan Gan didn't blame too much, just said: "Have you eaten yet?"

"……No."

Yan Gan looked at the nanny. The nanny was really wronged. Jian Qiaoxin quickly explained for him: "It's not his fault, it's because I'm not hungry."

There was a moment of silence in the air.

quite a while

Yan Gan said to the nanny standing on the side: "Go and get the bag on the table in my study."

The nanny didn't ask any more questions, and went back after blessing Fushen. In the living room, only Yan Gan and Jian Qiaoxin were left facing each other, a little nervous for no reason.

There was a smile on Jian Qiaoxin's gentle face, he looked at Yan Gan, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Yan Gan crossed his slender legs, sat lazily, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you still angry with Uncle?"

"..."

where does this start

Jian Qiaoxin shook her head: "No."

"Say it again?"

"No……"

He didn't have the confidence to talk about it himself. He knew that he shouldn't blame Yan Gan for what happened yesterday. The other party's purpose was to create a rift between him and Yan Gan.

But how can people's hearts be so easy to control

He had a dream last night, and the dream was full of his father lying in a pool of blood.

He always couldn't help thinking, if the commander had paid more attention and protected his father back then, would their family have ended up in such a miserable situation?

Then my father won't die young because of overwork, then he...

Yan Gan looked at the silent Jian Qiaoxin, sighed leisurely, and the man said "tsk": "Uncle, why didn't you find out before, you are so stubborn, kid?"

The nanny came downstairs and brought the information bag.

Yan Gan threw the information to Jian Qiaoxin: "Look at it."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, and hesitantly picked up the information bag from the sofa. He opened it bit by bit, and looked at the contents inside. This was the detailed information on the investigation of the case that year.

It investigated the mastermind of his father's incident in great detail, as well as the subsequent development.

Yan Gan poured a cup of tea and took a sip: "The person who assassinated your father was just a puppet, and someone else was behind it. Uncle asked someone to investigate a few months ago, and finally got feedback two days ago. "

Jian Qiaoxin turned back and found the truth of the year.

Those people didn't get out of prison for revenge because of what happened to their grandfather. The bigger reason was because their father was also involved in a drug anti-drug case. The main reason for those people was because they were afraid of being caught. However, the reason why the commander did not find the child left behind by the grandfather was all because the grandfather was afraid of being retaliated and hid the child.

Jian Qiaoxin was stunned, and said softly: "They are because..."

"Because I was afraid of being ganged up by your father, I killed them to silence them. They are not the same group as my grandfather." Yan Gan accepted his words: "I am very sorry about uncle, Xiaoxin."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the paper in his hand, the black and white words were extremely clear under the light, he sniffed, and tears fell on the paper: "So, my father, they planned it for a long time."

"Correct."

Yan Gan sat up straight, brushed some rough fingertips across the delicate cheeks of the person in front of him, and wiped away those tears: "So it's not your fault, you don't have to be responsible for Uncle's death, even without you, they would still pick other people. hands on day."

Jian Qiaoxin's emotions that have been suppressed for many years seem to have found a breaking point today: "But if I hadn't insisted on going out to play, maybe my father would have lived a few more days..."

"Tsk."

Yan Gan supported his shoulder: "Xiaoxin, look at me."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, and looked up at him.

"I think Uncle is very happy to go out with you that day." Yan Gan's handsome face looked a little gentle at this moment: "He often goes to the police and is not at home all year round. He gave you very little company and did not take you out. How many times have you played it?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded slightly.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "So, he is very happy that at the last moment of his life, he can go out to play with his son, what do you think?"

Jian Qiaoxin pursed his lips lightly, and for a while, his tears gushed out like a fountain, and he could no longer control them. This was the first time he cried loudly in front of Yan Gan, and he no longer wiped away his tears secretly like before. His eyes turned red, but he burst into tears in a real sense, as if he wanted to take out all the grievances he had suffered for many years, and vented.

Yan Gan quietly accompanied him without interrupting

Human emotions need to be vented, and this child has endured it for too long.

It wasn't until Jian Qiaoxin was crying that he had no strength to stop him: "Okay, okay, I still have a body, it's not good to cry too much, I'm going to be a father now, is it embarrassing to cry?"

Jian Qiaoxin hiccupped and said, "Not... not yet, if you find me annoying, I'll go aside and cry."

"You have wronged me to death."

Yan Gan smiled lightly, but he was not angry. He poked Jian Qiaoxin's stomach and said softly, "Little guy, come out quickly, your father is now riding on your father's head."

When Jian Qiaoxin heard what he said, she glared at him, but because of such an interruption, her mood really improved.

He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and said softly, "Mr. Yan."

"Ok?"

"I'm hungry."

"..."

Yan Gan rolled up his sleeves: "What do you want to eat?"

Jian Qiaoxin still wanted to eat the rice cooked by Yan Gan, so he played a trick: "I want to eat noodles."

He still wanted to eat the food made by Yan Gan himself, but he was too embarrassed to bring it up, so he could only give Yan Gan a meaningful look.

Yan Gan received the hint and raised his eyebrows: "It is possible, but what do you call me?"

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

Yan Gan looked at him leisurely, smiled and said nothing.

"...Agan, I want to eat noodles."

"That's right."

The happy and happy Mr. Yan cooks the kitchen again, and the queen cook is not happy with each other. Behind him, Jian Qiaoxin untied the dim sum knot, and followed him like a fart: "You order more, let's eat together."

Yan Gan said, "Why, now that I'm eating, I don't want to vomit anymore?"

Jian Qiaoxin blushed, feeling very embarrassed, he turned his eyes away: "It's all children who are making trouble, I don't want to vomit."

The blame boy:? ? ?

The two quarreled for a while, but Jian Qiaoxin finally finished the meal that Yan Gan was sitting on. His heart knot was untied, and he gradually recovered to the state of being able to eat and drink.

The vernal equinox is March 3.

In the early hours of the morning, Jian Qiaoxin got up to go to the toilet at night. The pregnant woman urinated frequently, and he always went to the bathroom many times a night. Yan Gan was a light sleeper, but not a deep sleeper.

"boom"

The loud noise in the middle of the night woke people up directly, and Yan Gan quickly got up from the bed: "Xiaoxin?"

The door was pushed open, and Yan Gan saw Jian Qiaoxin, who was half leaning on the sink, bent over, looking in extreme pain, with a puddle of blood under his body, which deeply hurt Yan Gan's eyes .

Jian Qiaoxin panted lightly: "Agan, I think... the amniotic fluid broke."

Yan Gan walked over and hugged him horizontally: "Uncle will take you to the hospital."

No one yelled, not even the driver, Jian Qiaoxin was put on the expensive back seat by Yan Gan, and Yan Gan drove the car himself, and drove out at a speed of [-] meters.

The car galloped out like a bow that was off the string.

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't stop humming in pain, Yan Gan's face, which was always sloppy, was covered with a layer of ice, and the people in the hospital were shocked when they saw it in the middle of the night.

The hospital was run by Yan's family, and Yan Gan said to the nurse, "Go and call Dr. Wang over, my wife is about to give birth."

The nurse nodded quickly, and went to call someone.

In half of the hospital there will be people waiting, but those experts are not there at night. If it is an ordinary mother, she can't shout, but this is different, this is the boss!

Jian Qiaoxin's uterine contractions in the early stage were very painful. When she opened her fingers, she was clutching the pole of the hospital bed, and her hands turned white due to the force.

Yan Gan stood by and saw that he had bitten his lip because of the pain, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Don't bite yourself, bite me."

Jian Qiaoxin shook his head, his eyes were red with pain, he gasped and said, "Bring me a towel."

The nurse standing behind hurriedly brought clean towels.

Jian Qiaoxin didn't bite right away, his whole body was shaking from the pain, the pain seemed to soak into his bones and blood, making him want to die, he held Yan Gan's hand, his teeth chattering: "Ah Gan, if I, I Said that if something happened to me, you would... would you treat this child well?"

Yan Gan was so angry that he couldn't laugh: "You try talking nonsense again?"

Jian Qiaoxin stubbornly wanted his answer, he looked at him stubbornly, and said with pain: "You promise me..."

Yan Gan looked at him, his deep eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, and he said word by word: "Listen well, I will not promise you, and I will never promise you."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.