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

Jian Qiaoxin drank some hangover soup in the rest room below.

The attendant who brought it to him said: "You can rest here for a while, we will watch outside and prevent outsiders from entering."

"No need." Jian Qiaoxin stood up: "I'll go and see Ranran."

The attendant said respectfully: "The young master is in the front hall, and the nanny is taking it with him. Do you want to carry it over for you?"

In the front hall, Xing Rou and the others must be there. Jian Qiaoxin thought of that woman with some headaches, and decided that one more thing is worse than one less thing: "Forget it."

Seeing that he refused, the attendant immediately asked: "Mr. Yan told you that you didn't eat anything all night, and asked the kitchen to prepare some side dishes for you. Would you like to use some now?"

Don't say it, I don't think so. Jian Qiaoxin really felt a little hungry after saying this. He said, "Okay, that's hard work."

The waiter responded and went outside to deliver the dishes. Jian Qiaoxin stretched his waist and walked towards the bathroom. He was dragged by someone as soon as he came out of the cubicle. The door of the other cubicle was closed. Jian Qiaoxin Pushed against the door panel, he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"Qiu Jian?"

Qiu Jian was a little different from when we met before. He looked like an elite in a suit and leather shoes, and he looked pretty good. After getting rid of some fatigue before, he looked handsome.

Qiu Jian panted lightly: "Xiaoxin, it's me."

"Are you crazy?" Jian Qiaoxin reached out to push him away: "Who told you to come here, are you crazy?"

Qiu Jian took his hand: "Xiaoxin, I have some difficulties about the previous matter, can you listen to my explanation?"

"not good."

Jian Qiaoxin ignored him at all, he turned around and went to open the door, but his hand was grabbed by the person behind: "Xiaoxin, can't even you understand me?"

Jian Qiaoxin turned her head back, her eyes turned cold: "How should I understand you Qiu Jian, for example, you go to tell Xing Rou that we had sex? When did we have sex?"

"You also know that it didn't happen to us." Qiu Jian persisted, "Could it be that we have been in love for so many years, not even as long as Yan Gan, an outsider? When you dated me, did you love me or not? How long have you known Yan Gan to have children for him?"

Jian Qiaoxin was almost made to laugh angrily by him: "Do all the couples in the world have to have sex in order to prove that they love each other?"

Qiu Jian looked at him with dark eyes: "You can give birth to Yan Gan's children, but you don't want to have anything to do with me. Do you know how I live these days?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't want to argue with him on such meaningless topics, so he turned his face away: "Qiu Jian, remember, no one forced you to go to that hotel, and no one forced you to have an unclear relationship with Wen Yuan. , I give you chances over and over again, but what you give me is always uncertain, I don’t feel a sense of security from you, do you understand?!”

Qiu Jian asked back: "What about Yan Gan, can Yan Gan give you a sense of security? There are many more people around him than me. Why do you recognize him?"

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

This question really caught him. In terms of his sense of security, Yan Gan is indeed more tempting than Qiu Jianbian, and the entertainment is several times more, but why does he think Yan Gan is better.

Lowering his head, he really thought about it for a moment, and finally said softly: "Probably because he knows how to cherish people better than you."

Qiu Jian couldn't believe it: "Don't be fooled by him, Xiaoxin!"

Jian Qiaoxin was too lazy to continue talking nonsense here. He looked at Qiu Jian's eyes gradually turning cold, and said, "Qiu Jian, why did you become like this?"

Qiu Jian looked at him silently

Jian Qiaoxin let out a soft breath: "We used to work several jobs in order to afford tuition fees in college. At that time, no matter how hard it was, we didn't think about slandering or denying anyone. You were diligent and serious. Work hard, you told me that as long as you work hard, you will definitely get happiness."

Jian Qiaoxin snapped her fingers: "I haven't changed my mind, Qiu Jian, it's you who have changed, you are different from before."

Qiu Jian's eyes were red, and he said: "Who is to blame for me becoming what I am now, Xiaoxin, I was forced by Yan Gan!"

Jian Qiaoxin sighed helplessly, if people change, it's nothing, the most frightening thing is that people change, but they don't know why they change, and they don't look for the reason from themselves.

He kicked Qiu Jian away, causing the person to sit on the toilet, looking at him in a panic.

Jian Qiaoxin's face was stern: "No one forced you, and I was blamed for not reminding you, don't come to me again, otherwise he really won't let you go."

The door of the bathroom was closed, and Qiu Jian, who stayed in the door, was stunned for a moment, then slowly laughed, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and made a call: "Yes, I have looked for him, um, I will leave it to you .”

There were quite a lot of people in the full moon reception. Jian Qiaoxin came out of the bathroom and realized that he hadn't paid attention to grooming. He turned on the front camera of his mobile phone to check his appearance.

When passing by the stairwell, Jian Qiaoxin stopped in her tracks, and there was a woman's groaning and moaning, faintly discernible.

"Don't stay here, what if someone sees you..."

"It's okay, it's okay, there's no one here, they're all in front."

Jian Qiaoxin's footsteps paused slightly, and his brows were slightly frowned. Why is this woman's voice so familiar? Could it be his illusion? It shouldn't be.

He quietly spared this place, went to the opposite side of the stairwell, then turned on the camera of the mobile phone and began to zoom in to see the shadow inside, the figure gradually became clear on the screen - Xing Rou!

It's really Xing Rou!

Jian Qiaoxin pressed the shutter with trembling hands. If he remembered correctly, Mr. Yan's father, Old Yan, had suffered a stroke and had been receiving treatment in a foreign hospital. So who is hanging around in the stairwell at this moment?

Her heart was beating violently unconsciously, and after taking the photo, Jian Qiaoxin quickly slipped away.

The previous reception was almost over, and after all the guests had been sent away and settled down, Yan Gan took Jian Qiaoxin back together, and did not stay in the old house.

Sitting in the car, Jian Qiaoxin asked, "Don't you need to spend the night here?"

"It's not Chinese New Year now, what are you doing there for so many days?" Yan Gan's slender legs were crossed, and he looked at the documents: "Besides, you have work tomorrow, and it will take three or four hours from the old house to the film and television city. rush?"

"..."

Too

It was past eleven o'clock when the group returned home. After washing up, Jian Qiaoxin went to the baby room to take a look at Ranran. The baby was drinking milk, and he suddenly realized that Yan Gan didn't seem to have eaten!

He handed Ranran to the nanny, and ran to the study to knock on the door.

Yan Gan's voice came: "Come in."

Jian Qiaoxin opened the door. He stood outside and said softly: "Agan, you didn't eat at the reception today, did you? Drinking too much burns your stomach. Let me make you something to cushion your stomach?"

Yan Gan waved his hand: "No need, you go to sleep."

"But you haven't eaten yet."

"When I came back, I ate some pastry and used it as a cushion, so there's no need for such trouble." Yan Gan finally looked up at him: "Okay, you go to bed early too."

Jian Qiaoxin tightened his hand on the doorknob. After thinking about it, he took small steps down the stairs to turn on the light in the kitchen.

The nanny has already returned from get off work at this point. Unlike Aunt Zhang, who lives here all day, Jian Qiaoxin is self-reliant. Now that it is approaching early morning, there is no need to cook such big meals, just cook some millet porridge.

He put the rice into the pot to cook, took out a preserved egg from the refrigerator, took a piece of lean meat, cut the lean meat into cubes, added some salt, and boiled it slowly for a few minutes.

Yan Gan came out of the study and looked at him from the railing: "What are you doing?"

Jian Qiaoxin leaned against the threshold to look at the recipe in her hand, and raised her head when she heard the words: "Look at the recipe."

"Going to film a food show?"

"No, just think about cooking."

There was a small warm yellow light in the living room, and the spring night was a bit chilly. Jian Qiaoxin was standing at the door in bear pajamas and slippers, looking very obedient.

Yan Gan leaned against the railing, propped his chin with one hand, and calmed down: "Why, are you afraid that your uncle will dislike your cooking?"

"No." Jian Qiaoxin closed her mouth and said, "I'm just looking casually."

Yan Gan didn't pierce his small thoughts, but just glanced at the kitchen again: "What are you cooking? It smells so good. Didn't I tell you to rest?"

Jian Qiaoxin said honestly: "I just cooked some porridge, do you want to have some together later?"

Yan Gan smirked: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"..."

The porridge that I worked so hard to cook was not sent out.

If Jian Qiaoxin had ears drooping now, he was a little disappointed, but pretended nothing happened: "Oh, it's okay, I'm actually a little hungry..."

With a smile in Yan Gan's eyes, he said slowly: "But uncle, you can have a taste."

Jian Qiaoxin was overjoyed, and when he looked up, he knew that he was being tricked. He pinched his waist and was full of momentum. Just when Yan Gan thought that the little rabbit was going to say something cruel, he heard him say: "Then you wash the dishes!"

Yan Gan "..."

Doesn't this little rabbit know that there is a dishwasher at home?

Forget it

Still don't tell him.

The two finished supper together. Although Jian Qiaoxin's cooking skills are average, the food they cook is still delicious. Today I am very tired, and I almost sleep on the bed. Jian Qiaoxin will go to the show the next day Went there, stayed in the crew for half a month, and was suddenly contacted by the agent, saying that he would ask for a few days off, and arranged some other announcements.

Jian Qiaoxin said to the director: "Director Yan, I may have to ask for leave for a few days, and I have some announcements to deal with."

Yan Hengyang: "How many days is a few days?"

"About five days."

"one day."

"No, it will take at least three or four days."

Yan Hengyang nodded: "Okay, for those three days, let's go."

Jian Qiaoxin:? ? ?

Something seems wrong.

In the end, the leave was requested, the manager drove in front, and Jian Qiaoxin sat in the back and recited his lines. The TV series that he and Wen Yuan filmed together had passed the review, and they were going to do a press conference for the new drama.

Nongbai said: "I'll meet Wen Yuan later, let's not be cowardly. That kid's resources are not as good as yours now. As the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, can you be afraid of him?"

Jian Qiao turned a new page: "Well, I'm not afraid of him. I just endured it before. If he insists on making trouble today, I won't show mercy."

The manager who drove the car was slightly startled, glanced at Jian Qiaoxin behind him, and said to himself that this child seems to have a tough temper now, and somehow resembles Mr. Yan's aura?

But seeing this scene, the old father's economic man was still relieved: "After all, there is a man, but the confidence is different, keep it."

Jian Qiaoxin:? ? ?

What wolf and tiger words.

When the group arrived at the press conference, colorful flags fluttered outside the press conference, and the promotional posters of the TV series were very grand.

Under the recommendation of the staff, they walked inside and found their own dressing room and lounge. Nongbai pushed the door open: "Put on makeup here first, and wait for the announcement later."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "I know."

Nongbai went to the front to communicate with people, and he was putting on makeup in the dressing room, but the makeup artist who was in charge of putting on his makeup did not come for a long time.

Jian Qiaoxin said to the little assistant: "Go and see if there is any delay."

The little assistant responded, went out to inquire about it, and came back after a while. The state was different from when he went out, and there seemed to be some anger on his face at the moment.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "What's the matter?"

"It's too deceitful!" The little assistant closed the door and began to complain: "It's not that Wen Yuan, it's okay to use the makeup artist first if he comes first, but it turned out that he was picky about makeup and wasted our time! "

Jian Qiaoxin is not surprised by Wenyuan's approach at all. Being delayed here will affect the progress. If he doesn't put on his makeup when it's time to start, he will leave Naqiao in the eyes of the media and is not professional. Wen Yuan's idea was very good.

Jian Qiaoxin took the mobile phone: "I'll call Brother Nong."

Before he dialed the dial key, there was a knock on the door, and the assistant went to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Wen Yuan standing outside.

There was a smile on Wen Yuan's lovely face: "Brother Xiaoxin, I've finished my makeup, and I'm here to chat with you."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, put down the mobile phone in his hand, saw the makeup artist behind Wen Yuan, and said, "Brother doesn't dare to be the one, so sit down when you come."

The makeup artist behind came earlier and asked Jian Qiaoxin: "What kind of makeup does Teacher Jian want to paint?"

Jian Qiaoxin took a look at his glasses. The nutritionist has been very strict with him these days. His face has lost some weight, but his complexion is not that good. He said, "Draw it casually, as long as it is decent, try to improve your complexion."

The makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

Fortunately, this person is not as inexplicably difficult as Wen Yuan, otherwise it would really drive people crazy.

Wen Yuan, who was sitting at the back, came forward, looked around Jian Qiaoxin, and smiled lightly: "Brother Xiaoxin, why don't you look so good, I have some tonics that are very effective, can I use them to supplement you? "

Jian Qiaoxin let the makeup artist apply the base makeup on herself: "You keep that stuff for yourself, I don't need it."

Wen Yuan's smile froze on his face.

The makeup artist at the side thought that these two people were really funny, especially Wen Yuan was deflated, which made her even more angry. Just being ordered around, even clay figurines have to have a temper.

Wen Yuan said: "Brother Xiaoxin, what do you mean by that? I just care about you."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't even raise her head: "You should take care of yourself, I don't need it."

Wen Yuan was not depressed when he hit a wall, he kept provoking a few words from time to time, and finally pretended to say intentionally or unintentionally: "I saw a photo on your Weibo not long ago, Brother Xiaoxin, you and your friends went to dinner."

This sentence is very interesting, making the makeup artist on one side close his ears.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Yes."

Wen Yuan sat on a chair beside him, his eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly: "Is that your partner?"

Everyone in the room held their breath, waiting for Jian Qiaoxin's answer. Everyone seemed to be very curious, and of course, they should be a little more curious.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Is it related to you?"

"I'm just asking, just curious."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the base makeup on his face in the mirror, and he glanced sideways at Wen Yuan while the makeup artist was getting the liquid foundation.

His almond eyes, which were always warm, were somewhat cold, he chuckled: "Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing, what do you think?"

Wen Yuan was momentarily stunned by Jian Qiaoxin.

It's not for anything else, but because Jian Qiaoxin's expression is indeed too similar to Yan Gan's, the curvature of the corner of the mouth, and the eyes are extremely similar.

Knowing that he was not to be seen, Wen Yuan finally chose to shut up honestly.

After Jian Qiao put on her makeup, she went out. The preparations for the press conference ahead were in full swing, and Nong Bai just came down from the front: "We have already arranged reporters for the questioning session in a while, so you can just speak according to the lines."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded.

Nongbai glanced at him again, hesitantly: "Well, you and Mr. Yan are indeed in a contractual relationship, there is nothing else involved, right?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little baffled by him, but he still said: "Well, now we are still together for the sake of the child, and we will live our own lives in two years."

Nongbai breathed a sigh of relief, and he said: "It's just that we made a study and decided, didn't you confine yourself to confinement before? Lean on Xiao Zihua's body."

Jian Qiaoxin frowned: "Isn't this a bondage?"

Nongbai nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I dare to propose this because I have said hello to Xiao Zihua's team, it must be fine."

Jian Qiaoxin walked forward along the path: "Xiao Zihua agreed?"

Nong Bai said, "Of course."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin was a person who worked hard for his career before he became pregnant. Now that he has a child, he has to work even harder. He knows that the manager's arrangement is for himself, but the route he wants to take is strength, not relying on With all kinds of enthusiasm.

He thought for a while: "I don't think it's a long-term solution to be popular, my TV series is about to be launched..."

"Stop, stop." Nongbai waved his hand, trying to interrupt his nonsense: "First of all, the popularity is only temporary, and it is also to make up for your vacancy some time ago. When your TV series is about to be on, it is just right for the TV series." Advertise to hype the popularity. Second, Xiao Zihua is a first-line traffic. If you rub him, you make money. Don’t get cheap and act like a good boy. Third, you don’t want to see him tied up. Worried that Yan will always misunderstand?"

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "I don't think these two things are directly related."

"Don't you know if it's directly related?" Nongbai took him forward: "Xiaoxin, you are an artist, and you are the only one under my team who has a promising future. Brother Nong, I am already 34 and have been If you don’t make a name for yourself, you will be betting on you for the rest of your life, and you also said that you want to give Bao’er a better future, and you understand the truth that those who make big things don’t care about small things.”

"And, you are not alone now, we are a team." Nongbai analyzed to him: "I, your little assistant, our executive agent, our publicity girl, everyone is relying on you for food, You are not working hard for yourself, you are the hope of our whole village!"

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

In fact, he still knew that bundling up was actually beneficial to him. After thinking about it, he didn't continue to refuse, but said: "It's okay to hype, but I have to filter all the hype drafts myself."

Nongbai nodded: "That's no problem."

After the two reached a consensus on this aspect, they went backstage together, and the lights in front of the press conference flickered.

The staff member said: "Everyone tidy up, you can go on stage."

The little assistant pinned the microphone next to Jian Qiaoxin's ear: "Brother, come on, this is your first appearance after your comeback. You are super handsome today, and the public relations department must buy you two hot searches."

Jian Qiaoxin smiled, accepting the encouragement.

He stepped onto the stage from the stairs, and for a moment the spotlights were all around him. Today, for this press conference, he specially put on a white haute couture suit. All the stars will look fatter than himself under the camera, and He used to lose weight for filming, but now he can't see the traces of emaciation after giving birth. Instead, he has lost a little of his childishness and become more charming. The media in the audience held up their cameras and frantically took pictures.

After him, several leading actors, supporting actors, and directors of Wen Yuan were all on stage, and the host came out with a microphone and shouted: "Thank you, friends, for coming from afar. Today is..."

A statement opened the curtain of the press conference, and after a few procedures, it came to the question-and-answer session.

The colluded reporter took the microphone and asked Jian Qiaoxin: "Hi Xiaoxin, is it convenient for me to ask you a question on behalf of the fans?"

Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "Please tell me."

"May I ask the photo you exposed on Weibo, is that photo really Xiao Zihua? Your relationship seems to be very good."

Jian Qiaoxin was noncommittal: "I do have a good relationship with him."

Although he didn't have a clear affirmation, he was indeed vague, and rounding it up was as exciting as admitting a relationship.

The reporter was a little excited: "The relationship between the two of you is enviable. What are your plans for the future?"

The flashlights of all the media clicked and clicked.

Jian Qiaoxin thought for a while, and replied: "The drama I took on recently didn't match his schedule, so I haven't cooperated with him for nearly half a year, but I still look forward to continuing to cooperate with Brother Hua."

expect a ghost

He wished that he would never cooperate again in his life.

The reporter was very satisfied: "So Xiaoxin is still looking forward to being with Brother Hua?"

"Of course." Jian Qiaoxin looked at the camera and smiled: "I'm looking forward to it very much, and I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

What he said was seamless, completely in line with the company's recent expectations, and it touched Xiao Zihua's enthusiasm without giving it a real hammer.

Everything is going well, except - Wen Yuan.

When the reporter started interviewing Wen Yuan, he also asked Wen Yuan about his relationship status by the way: "What do you think of Yuan Yuan's relationship with Xiaoxin? I heard that you and Xiaoxin have a good relationship. As Xiaoxin's friend, What do you think of Xiao Zihua?"

Wen Yuan smiled and said, "I also like Hua Ge very much, and I have always wanted to cooperate with him. Hua Ge usually takes good care of us juniors."

The reporter felt that the tone in it was a bit ambiguous, she sighed softly: "I heard that you and Xiao Zihua also cooperated before, right? The three of you should have a good relationship in private?"

Wen Yuan waved his hand: "Yes, it's just that Brother Hua doesn't like me like this."

There was an uproar.

Don't like him like that, meaning, like Jian Qiaoxin like that?

Wen Yuan continued: "Of course I also envy Brother Xiaoxin, after all, his relationship with Brother Hua is indeed envious of others, but my fate has not yet arrived."

Originally, it was only Jian Qiaoxin who was trying to catch the heat, and tied it up, but with Wen Yuan's words, things became a little weird, it was like a love triangle.

Jian Qiaoxin seemed to be on the cusp of the storm now, and it was hard to get off the tiger.

The reporter smiled: "I see, I hope you find true love soon."

Having said that, the backstage staff had already shut Wen Yuan off, and the host quickly came out to smooth things over and saved the precarious situation.

Then the reporters were so excited that they were crazy, and this was too fussy. A press conference was flying like dogs and dogs, and it was even more lively after they got off the stage.

After Wen Yuan came down, he immediately found Jian Qiaoxin: "Brother Xiaoxin, I..."

"Snapped!"

A bright red palm print appeared on Wen Yuan's face, and Jian Qiaoxin trembled with anger: "Wen Yuan, do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"