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

Yan Gan's face darkened: "Are you crazy?"

Xing Rou straightened her smooth hair, she glanced at Jian Qiaoxin, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Agan, do you really believe what Jian Qiaoxin said?"

Yan Gan frowned.

"I contacted Qiu Jian. He had a relationship with Jian Qiaoxin a long time ago, and he admitted it himself. You and Jian Qiaoxin were probably drunk that day. How can you be sure that Jian Qiaoxin had sex with you before you?" Pass?"

Jian Qiao was very fresh but calm, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you have evidence?"

Xing Rou didn't expect this person to be so confident, she said: "Evidence? Don't you dare to admit what you did yourself? Qiu Jian is now working as a project manager in Yuefeng Group. He is also a person with some assets. He won't do it for you. Made it up?"

Jian Qiaoxin was holding the child. He didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear that the child would be frightened, but his voice was firm: "If Qiu Jian really said it, call him over and we will confront each other in class."

Xing Rou said, "You think I don't..."

"enough."

Yan Gan's cold voice interrupted the conversation between the two, and the man glanced at Xing Rou: "If mother has time to worry about me, why not take care of elder brother more."

Xing Rou's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Yan Gan smiled gracefully: "If I remember correctly, didn't sister-in-law also get pregnant last month?"

"..."

Such words made Xing Rou face one side, and couldn't help thinking about it.

And Yan Gan didn't have time to chat with her, so he directly said to the bodyguard at the door: "Invite them all down."

The bodyguard agreed, the nurse at the door will definitely be fired, the most important thing is to invite Xing Rou out first, they walked up to the woman: "Madam, please."

Xing Rou saw the bodyguard's eye-catching look, and she didn't dare to make a mistake. She can climb to this position, and she can still inspect Duodu. She snorted softly: "Ah Gan, don't blame me for not reminding you, a mother will never If it hurts you, whether it is your child or not, you will know if you go for an appraisal."

Yan Gan gave her a cold look, and Xing Rou felt the danger in it just by looking at her.

She hesitated for a moment, then walked out without saying anything.

The bodyguard sent the person outside before going back. Xing Rou sat in the car, changed her distraught appearance before, and straightened her clothes gracefully and contentedly.

There was another person sitting on the back seat of the car, it was Zhao Tao.

Seeing her come out, Zhao Tao leaned closer: "Auntie, have you really told Ah Gan about Qiu Jian?"

"of course."

Xing Rou is confident: "With Yan Gan's desire to control, he will definitely not let Qiu Jian go. As long as he starts to deal with Yue Feng, you can take the opportunity to make a move and make Ah Qian lose money. At that time, I will unite with the board of directors. Put pressure on me, I'm not afraid that he won't come to beg you when the time comes."

Zhao Tao hesitated: "But what if he knows..."

"You didn't see how hard he was protecting that little hoof inside just now. I think if it weren't for the fact that I, an old woman, still has something to make him afraid, I wouldn't be able to get out of that place!"

Zhao Tao raised her face: "Agan really likes Jian Qiaoxin?"

Xing Rou straightened her hair and snorted softly: "The lard is blinding my heart."

Zhao Tao's fists were clenched slowly, she had to act, otherwise when they got married, she would have no chance at all.

Hospital

Jian Qiaoxin held the child and dared not let go.

Yan Gan asked people to go down to deal with the nurse, and turned to look at him: "Okay, I'll arrange another person to come over to take care of the child. You can put the child down too, won't you feel tired holding it all the time?"

The child finally fell asleep, perhaps because he was tired.

Jian Qiaoxin raised her face and looked at him: "Will you doubt me?"

Yan Gan came over and put his coat on his shoulders. Although it is spring, the temperature is still not high: "If you ask this kind of question, she is confused, and you are also confused?"

Jian Qiaoxin was really pissed off just now, and she didn't get over it right now.

He said: "I have never had a relationship with Qiu Jian."

"I know."

Jian Qiaoxin hugged the child, feeling a little uncomfortable: "If it wasn't for a blood draw today, if she did something to the child and I came a step late..."

Just can't even think about it.

Yan Gan took the child from him and put it back on the crib: "Uncle was indeed negligent in this matter, I have already transferred someone, and it will never happen again next time."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes fell on the child: "It's not your fault."

When Xing Rou was mentioned, Yan Gan's eyes were icy cold. It was true that he had tolerated that woman for too long, and it was fine before, but her attention was actually on Jian Qiaoxin and the child.

Yan Gan withdrew his hand slowly, turned around and said to the bodyguards outside: "You stay here and don't let anyone in except Dr. Yu, otherwise..."

"Yes!"

Yu Xiangyuan also postponed a few surgeries temporarily, and he was very happy to help when he learned what happened at noon.

Jian Qiaoxin discussed with Yan Gan after returning to the ward: "Mr. Yan, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

Yan Gan glanced at him: "Take care again."

"I'm ready." Jian Qiaoxin almost jumped off the bed and showed him: "Let's go back and take the child home together."

Pregnant women will be emotionally sensitive for a period of time after giving birth. A little carelessness will not only cause confinement illness, but may even lead to postpartum depression.

Obviously, what Xing Rou did just now has an impact on Jian Qiaoxin.

Yan Gan sighed in his heart, stepped forward with his long legs, walked up to him and sat down: "It's up to you whether you are in good health or not. Although it was a natural birth, it is not true at all. If you go home now, you will be left behind." What disease, aren't you poking uncle's lung tube?"

Jian Qiaoxin understood the truth, he thought for a while: "But I'm worried about the child."

Yan Gan said: "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will take care of it, and Xing Rou will not appear in the hospital again."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him curiously. In the past, he probably wouldn't have asked, but now that the child was involved, he naturally became more concerned: "Will she be so obedient?"

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "It's not her who decides."

For a moment, Jian Qiaoxin really felt that when Mr. Yan was smiling, he really looked like a scheming old fox, and he was a very good one.

Now that the man said so, he still had a lot of trust in Yan Gan, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Later, Jian Qiaoxin was reading the script in the ward, while Yan Gan was handling official business with a notebook on the sofa not far away. He hadn't left since the afternoon and stayed with him all the time.

The nurse took the baby over.

Jian Qiaoxin sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the child on the cot without taking her eyes off it.

Yan Gan, who was not noticed, was sour from behind: "You're still sleeping, what's there to see?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't turn her head back: "Children love to sleep."

As soon as the words fell, before Yan Gan could say anything, a shocking cry of ghosts and gods suddenly broke the silence in the ward, not only Jian Qiaoxin, but even Yan Gan was taken aback.

The cry was solid and powerful, and it pierced through the hearts of the people.

Jian Qiaoxin looked back helplessly: "What should I do?"

Yan Gan put down his work, stood up and walked over, guessing: "Are you hungry?"

After he approached, the frenzied old father took the time to smile: "Look at this one who cries so hard, he really deserves to be my kind."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin has no milk, and usually prepares milk powder for the child. He said, "Hurry up and call someone, the child is hungry."

"..."

Mr. Yan, who was commanded by reason and confidence, didn't know what to say.

In the end, Yan Gan went out of the room to call the nurse outside, and the nurse came in quickly to check, and finally said: "I am indeed hungry."

The child on the small bed, that is, Yan Anran, opened his eyes because of hunger. Those eyes were round, and the tears were big and big.

Jian Qiaoxin took the bottle from the nurse, feeling a little helpless.

The nurse stood aside and said, "You have to pick up the baby, don't lie down and drink."

Jian Qiaoxin still had the baby bottle in his hand, and when he heard that he was about to hug the baby in a hurry, Yan Gan sighed while watching, and he took the baby bottle so that Jian Qiaoxin could hold the baby with his hands.

The cautious Jian Qiaoxin seemed to be holding a landmine instead of a child, afraid of being knocked, falling, or even using too much force.

Miraculously, the child stopped crying after lying in Jian Qiaoxin's arms. Instead, he looked at him with his eyes, and his eyes met. wanting to grab his clothes.

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

Yan Gan: "Hold it, I'll feed it."

It was the first time for Jian Qiaoxin to hold the baby to feed, and she was also afraid of what to do if she couldn't hold it steady with one hand, so she immediately agreed: "Okay, then you come."

He looked down at Yan Anran again, and said softly, "Of course, drink milk."

Yan Gan put the pacifier next to the child's mouth, and the child opened his mouth out of the instinct of looking for food after smelling the smell, and the small mouth began to drink tons and tons of milk.

Jian Qiaoxin just wanted to praise Yan Gan for feeding him so well, but before he could speak, the child spit up the milk. The milk he just drank was spit out, his face wrinkled, and he started crying again.

Jian Qiaoxin was so anxious, he looked at the nurse: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The nurse was ashamed, and looked at Yan Gan timidly: "That... Mr. Yan is feeding too fast, just a little slower, and then you can pat the child on the back to prevent the child from spitting up, don't worry, child Spitting up is normal."

Jian Qiaoxin looked sideways at Yan Gan silently.

Yan Gan snorted: "What is this kid doing eating so fast?"

Crowd: ? ? ?

After the frantic feeding, everyone was exhausted. The child fell asleep after eating, and Jian Qiaoxin herself was exhausted.

Yan Gan wiped his hands and sat down beside him: "Tired?"

"It's okay." Jian Qiaoxin sat on the comfortable sofa by the window, and smiled softly: "It's not easy to take care of a child, and it's easy to get tired, but it's strange, when I see Ran Ran, I don't feel tired gone."

Yan Gan was noncommittal: "You don't need to be too tired now, cultivate your body first."

"Ah."

Jian Qiaoxin was resting on the sofa cushions. He looked up at Yan Gan again, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Mr. Yan, can I ask you a question?"

Yan Gan didn't care: "Say."

"Do you dislike Ranran a little?" Jian Qiaoxin clenched the quilt unconsciously, and carefully looked at Yan Gan's expression, for fear that he might really find traces of impatience on the man's face. Very sad.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, he said: "What gave you such a feeling?"

Jian Qiaoxin thought it was good to say it, and boldly said: "Because you seem to despise him very much, but it is ugly to dislike him, not very intimate..."

Yan Gan simply took advantage of the situation and lay sideways on the sofa: "You want to know?"

"Ah."

"This little bastard tossed you so much when you were pregnant, he couldn't eat, his legs cramped, he was not honest when he was born, he had to do something to come, he is still young, when he grows up, uncle will Education must be done well.”

"..."

She should have been a little angry, but Jian Qiaoxin found that she could only laugh and cry.

With a smile on his face, a pair of almond eyes inlaid with a pool of gentle spring water, he said softly: "Of course you are still young."

Yan Gan looked at him with raised eyebrows, noncommittal: "Who is not a child, and you are not old."

Jian Qiaoxin was lost for a moment.

"But I'm an adult."

"Uncle knows."

The wind outside the window gently blows in, with the unique fragrance of peach blossoms in spring, gentle and lingering, the curtains are slightly lifted by the wind, the afterglow of the setting sun comes in through the window, the shadows on the sofa are elongated, and finally intersect Together, inseparable.

A week later

Today is the day when Jian Qiaoxin was officially discharged from the hospital. After staying in the hospital for half a month, he was almost suffocated.

Yan Gan stood at the door, listening to the nurse and doctor who took the child to give some instructions, and finally took the cub from the nurse. The child grew up very fast, and it was already a little heavier in less than half a month.

The nurse has been taking care of the baby for so long and she also has feelings. She looks at the baby with reluctance, even with tears in her eyes.

Jian Qiaoxin stood beside her and said, "The baby will come over for checkups in the future."

The nurse nodded pitifully, looking at the child with inseparable eyes.

Jian Qiaoxin was helpless, he poked the boy's little face: "Of course, say goodbye to my sister."

The baby in the swaddling baby really opened his eyes. Those dark eyes looked at the nurse, and a smile cracked on his little face. The milk was milky, which was very painful.

The nurse burst into tears.

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

In the end, they left. Secretary Li was carrying the luggage behind, Yan Gan carried the child away, and Jian Qiaoxin who followed behind said, "Mr. Yan, why don't I carry it?"

"you?"

Yan Gan waved his hand: "You are still confinement, you can't hold heavy objects for a long time, we will talk about it later."

Jian Qiaoxin choked up, a little sullen: "But it's not very heavy, is it?"

Yan Gan held the child in his arms, the child was not sleepy at the moment, he opened his eyes and looked outside curiously, occasionally smacking his lips and biting his fingers.

The man freed up one hand and took the saliva-covered fingers out of the child's mouth, and said, "Isn't it heavy after more than ten catties?"

"..."

When it comes to Jian Qiaoxin, I have to say, but he is really a little fat baby. When he was born, he was only four catties. Tons, tons, after half a month, I gained a lot of weight.

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't know who I look like, I was not like this when I was a child."

Yan Gan stood in the elevator, looked at him leisurely, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "So he looks like you when you were older?"

? ? ? ?

Jian Qiaoxin pinched her waist: "Mr. Yan, are you saying that I can eat it?"

"You have wronged me." Yan Gan took the paper from Secretary Li and wiped the child's hands: "It is a blessing to be able to eat, besides, you are not fat."

Jian Qiaoxin curled her lips: "I'm obviously fat."

After giving birth, he couldn't control his weight to increase gradually, but Yan Gan has been controlling and not letting anyone touch the scale, so he has no clear understanding yet.

Yan Gan said: "You were too thin before, you look better if you are fatter."

"..."

This person has a lot of fallacies, but he is also very easy to be convinced.

Although Jian Qiaoxin didn't believe it, she was always bluffed. The two of them went home together. Although they didn't come back for half a month, the house was still cleaned.

Yan Gan invited his sister-in-law to take care of the child for several months, and now they are all waiting in the living room.

A few months ago, my sister-in-law saw Yan Gan and the two, and said in unison: "Hello, sir."

When Yan Gan was in the car, he couldn't stand Jian Qiaoxin's torture, so he gave him the child, and Jian Qiaoxin also held the child very carefully.

Yan Gan said to him: "Give it to the confinement sister-in-law, I've been hugging her all the way."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't feel tired, but he really couldn't hold her all day, so he let go when the confinement lady came to pick up the child.

However, the child had emotional problems during the handover. When he left Jian Qiaoxin's arms, the little boy looked at his father who was about to leave him, and cried with a "wow".

The miserable cry of children filled the house, as if it was parting from life to death.

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, and tried to take the child back from the confinement wife's hands, but miraculously, the child stopped crying once he came back.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Yan Gan gave a "tsk" sound: "Little brat."

Jian Qiaoxin laughed. He looked at the milky baby in his arms, but he couldn't help it: "Then why don't you hold me for a while?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, and finally understood why a loving mother often loses children. The cold-blooded Yan Xian doesn't like to spoil children, but he was too lazy to start a fight with Jian Qiao because of this kind of nonsense, so he waved his hand: "At most for a while."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded, and as soon as she lowered her head, she met the child's dark and bright eyes. The child stretched out his hand unsteadily, and was crying so hard just now, it will be all right in a blink of an eye.

He squeezed the child's little hand: "Of course, go home."

The child "giggled" and laughed.

It was still noon, and Jian Qiaoxin's body was almost ready. Unlike women, he had a short confinement cycle. The half month in the hospital was basically over, and he could continue working in two days.

After putting the child to sleep after lunch, he started to read the script and called Director Yan.

Yan Hengyang was a bit noisy: "Are you sure you have cultivated well?"

"Okay." Jian Qiaoxin walked to the bathroom and looked at her slightly round face: "I just... have to regain my weight."

Yan Hengyang said: "How many catties are you now?"

Jian Qiaoxin hesitated for a moment, he weighed secretly at noon, now truthfully said: "115."

Yan Hengyang frowned, and said decisively: "The machine will be turned on in a week, and the weight will be up to 100 catties. The character you play is at a low point in life right now, but what's the matter with your radiant face?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Qiaoxin started to formulate her own weight loss plan. First of all, those nourishing soups and nutritious meals should not be eaten.

Then there is exercise, the amount of exercise should be intensified, and then the diet should be adjusted to be light.

Jian Qiaoxin held the pen, feeling a little distressed: "One week..."

No matter how difficult it is to lose twenty catties in a week, but this is an iron order, and he must do it no matter what. He calmed down and read the script again.

So at night, Mr. Yan realized something was wrong.

In front of a table full of delicious food, Jian Qiaoxin only chose the pitiful greens to eat, and didn't eat rice anymore. There was a plate of fruit salad in front of her.

He frowned: "Don't tell me that you are going to practice with your hair."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin curled her lips and poked the fruit with a fork: "No, I'm losing weight."

Yan Gan narrowed his eyes: "Who said you are fat?"

"For filming, the role needs it." Jian Qiaoxin ate a small tomato and muttered, "Besides, I need someone to talk about it. I was already fat."

Yan Gan didn't think so: "You played the bone spirit?"

"..."

you man!

Jian Qiaoxin glared at him angrily, buried her head in eating bitterly, tasteless, just when he thought that Yan Gan would only make sarcastic remarks, the man at the dinner table said: "Tomorrow uncle will find you a nutritionist to lose weight scientifically. "

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him unexpectedly.

Yan Gan gave him a piece of beef: "Whether it's fitness or weight loss, you have to pay attention to the method, and you are not the solution."

Jian Qiaoxin really didn't expect that he would be educated by people who don't need to lose weight.

After eating, he went to see the child, and then went to the gym to exercise for two hours. The confinement woman outside reminded him: "Sir, it's time to rest."

"it is good."

Jian Qiaoxin got off the treadmill and was covered in sweat. He wiped his face with a towel: "But are you asleep?"

The confinement wife said, "I've had milk, and I've already fallen asleep."

"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin habitually walked towards the master bedroom, and then stopped walking. No, the reason they slept together before was because they had children. If he felt uncomfortable in the middle of the night, Yan Gan could take care of him. , now that Ranran has been born, there is no reason for them to sleep together!

Jian Qiaoxin stood still in the corridor, and after a while, he looked back at the confinement wife: "Prepare a guest room for me."

Although a contract was reached, it was said that he would stay and take care of Bao'er, but it was never said that he might continue to enter the family if he stayed?

Jian Qiaoxin thinks that he is very self-aware, and besides, he is not a person who pushes his nose.

The confinement wife showed doubts on her face, but she still responded: "Yes."

Jian Qiaoxin took a shower in the guest room. After coming out of the bathroom, she picked up the script and started to read it. However, she couldn't meditate anyway, so she simply went to see the child. The baby room was very quiet, and the child slept with his eyes closed. Looking very peaceful, Jian Qiaoxin sat down beside him and looked at his sleeping face.

The door of the baby room was pushed open from the outside, and Yan Gan stood at the door.

Jian Qiaoxin was a little surprised, and said softly, "Mr. Yan?"

"Ah."

Yan Gan walked over, stopped in front of Jian Qiaoxin, and raised his chin: "Why don't you go back to sleep?"

The man's eyes fell on him, from top to bottom.

Jian Qiaoxin swallowed the words on his lips, and he found a good reason: "Recently, I will be preparing to join the film crew, which will disturb your rest, so I slept in the guest room."

Yan Gan looked at him quietly, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth for a while: "Okay."

Xiaoxin, how many times does uncle want to tell you, you are really not suitable for lying.