On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

Chapter 132 Pay attention to the quality of private life

Huang Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment. The person on the other side...could it be Director An?

Or is she the girl that Jiang Nianzhi mentioned when she came to the hospital to visit her last time, whose husband looks like Xing Mingyu and who loves Peppa Pig?

This was Huang Xiaoxiao’s first reaction.

Just as the thought passed through my mind, suddenly, a pleasant and familiar male voice came from the front.

Criminal encounter?

Her mind was a little confused, and she didn't bother to look at the woman opposite her. She looked past the shelves and towards the fruit and vegetable section.

I found that there was no one there except a middle-aged lady who was standing next to the shelf picking vegetables.

"Xiaoxiao, I've picked out the toys, let's go."

The voice of adoptive mother Jian Shulin sounded from behind.

Huang Xiaoxiao didn't give up, and looked around again. Indeed, she didn't see that figure, so she turned and left: "Hey! Here he comes."

I must have heard it wrong!

Huang Xiaoxiao suppressed the ridiculous thought, took the two boxes of Legos from her adoptive mother and went to the checkout counter.

After she didn't see the shelves in the fruit and vegetable area, Xing Mingyu hung up the phone and walked out, put one hand on the shopping cart full of fruits and vegetables, and followed Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan put a box of broccoli in and was a little surprised to see this.

Normally she pushes so many things that she always has trouble controlling the wheels when the cart turns. But this man pushes it with one hand, and he does it as easily as if he is just playing.

He worked very efficiently. There were nuts for sale next to the fruit and vegetable area. Aunt Lan took a fancy to an imported macadamia nut and thought it looked good. Before Aunt Lan could speak, Xing Mingyu picked up the packaging bag and started picking it up.

Having served in the army, he has good physical strength, is efficient in everything he does, and is not pretentious.

It would be perfect if he could be gentle and considerate to the young lady in that aspect, Aunt Lan thought to herself.

The only one was Jiang Qianxun. She was not in good shape because of the request made by Xing Mingyu.

Except for her initial shyness, she has now calmed down and made the most comprehensive analysis.

She is not a fool. From being a subordinate to living together, from living together to her paying for him, to the current request, she can feel every change.

But so what? No matter what he asked for, for the sake of the child's custody, the only thing she could do was to obey.

This is also one of the few compromises she made.

The main thing is that it doesn’t hurt too much…

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?" After picking the macadamia nuts, Aunt Lan turned around and saw her following behind with her head down. She felt a little worried and walked towards her quickly.

His thoughts were interrupted, Jiang Qianxun raised his face: "Uh...it's okay!"

Auntie Lan stared at her: "It's okay, why is your face so red?"

As she spoke, Auntie Lan reached out and touched her forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not hot."

Thinking of the reason why she was blushing, Jiang Qianxun instinctively glanced at the man holding the handrail of the shopping cart behind her. When she met his deep and obscure eyes, she thought of the request he had just made, and her face suddenly became hot again.

I can't tell Aunt Lan that it was because of what that man said.

She had to find an excuse.

"Maybe we've been walking around for too long and it's a bit hot, Aunt Lan, why don't we go back?"

Who is Aunt Kelan? She has never been married, but she has met many people and is good at reading people's expressions. When she saw her little girl blushing and not daring to look at the man behind her, and then thought of the little tricks they had done together when she was picking vegetables just now, she immediately understood.

"Then let's go, your health is more important."

Mr. Xing is indeed a good person, but he is not satisfactory in some aspects. It seems that she will have to stay up late in the future. If she doesn't keep a close eye on him, she is afraid that her little girl will be bullied.

......

Aunt Lan is a person who does what she says. After returning home that night, she first called Lao Jiang and asked him to help with the next day's meals. After washing up, she stayed on the second floor and refused to go down.

Help the young lady run the bath water, make midnight snacks, or use a feather duster to wipe here and there.

Even the parrot Tietou in the eldest lady's room was fed sunflower seeds by her three times, which made Tietou shake his head and shout "I'm full, full, full".

Aunt Lan's biological clock has also run out, but the man in the studio opposite has no intention of closing the door or turning off the lights.

Aunt Lan is old and couldn't wait any longer, so she put the melon seed bag in the small storage cabinet on the balcony. She clapped her hands and went over to knock on the door of the studio.

"Mr. Xing, it's almost half past ten. Haven't you rested yet?"

Behind the newly moved desk in the studio, the man's angular features reflected the light from the screen, adding a bit of coldness. He didn't even raise his head, his fingers were still moving, and he just simply said "hmm".

Seeing that he seemed really busy, Aunt Lan felt that it was not kind to disturb other people's work, and she could not bring herself to persuade him to go to bed early.

She went downstairs and got two more bottles of milk and put them in Jiang Qianxun's room. Seeing that the man in the studio was still busy, Aunt Lan yawned and finally resigned herself to going downstairs.

Mr. Xing seems so busy. He probably doesn't have time to bully her little girl tonight. She should go to bed early.

"Click." Hearing the sound of a door being locked from the first floor, the man in the studio stopped typing, closed the WeChat chat box with the note "Shang Lao Si", picked up two unopened bottles of mineral water, and knocked on the door opposite in his slippers.

"Please come in."

Jiang Qianxun knew who was knocking on the door, but when the door was really knocked, she was still a little panicked.

Unable to continue watching the palace fighting drama, she simply turned off the screen and looked at the man who came in.

Xing Mingyu placed two bottles of water on her bedside table and squeezed one for her: "You had durian cake for supper, do you want some water?"

Jiang Qianxun didn't have the heart to think about this. She shook her head and got straight to the point: "No, thank you. Are you here to ask for the answer?"

She refused to drink, so Xing Mingyu unscrewed the bottle himself, tilted his head back and took a sip. As he swallowed, his throat kept sliding, casting a soft glow under the dim light of the bedside lamp that made people unable to look away.

After taking a few sips, he stopped and sat on the small sofa opposite her bed. He placed one hand on the small pink pillow next to him, tapping it lightly with his slender fingers, while his deep eyes met her gaze.

"You said."

If you didn't know him, you would think he was here to discuss business with her.

Jiang Qianxun was irritated by his businesslike and serious demeanor.

Even though he was holding me in a tight spot, he acted as if it was nothing.

She originally felt embarrassed to talk about this topic, but now she just felt ashamed and angry.

She avoided his gaze, bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and said unhappily: "The final right of interpretation of the video is in your hands. Do I have the right to refuse?"

Xing Mingyu stared at her and said nothing.

Jiang Qianxun didn't look at him and continued, "I know even if you don't say it. You just want something new. I can agree to it, but I have two small prerequisites."

The man hummed, indicating that she should continue.

"One, if you and I get tired of each other one day, or if I have someone I like, our relationship will end immediately, and no one will bother anyone else."

"Sure." He answered simply.

Seeing this, Jiang Qianxun was even more certain that he was just looking for something new, and couldn't help but mutter, "Men are really the same."

Xing Mingyu changed his posture with his long legs, looking calm: "I don't think there is anything wrong with paying attention to the quality of private life."

"......" Jiang Qianxun was unable to refute at once, so he could only grit his teeth and do some self-PUA.

Forget it. He has good skills and a nice appearance. It's not a loss for her to have a top man serving her. Just think of it as getting a top duck for free.