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

Chapter 259 Mr. Xing is a Good-looking Man

Why is he here!

But when he thought of the discussions among netizens, the coldness in Chen Zheng's eyes gradually disappeared, and he continued to read the newspaper without raising his head.

Sheng Zhiyu and the others treated Xing Mingyu like ancient commoners meeting an emperor. After finishing their meal, they were discussing their boss's situation in the hospital.

Now, they didn't dare to make a sound and looked at the two people at the door one by one.

Only Meng Zixi was the bravest and the one who was most worried about Jiang Qianxun. She stood up from the sofa in the living room, nodded to Xing Mingyu, and immediately grabbed the hand that Jiang Qianxun extended.

"I heard from Auntie Lan that you went to the hospital to see Huang Xiaoxiao, the subordinate who saved you. How is she? Is she okay?"

Jiang Qianxun finally came to her senses after seeing Meng Zixi, saying, "She's fine."

"That's good!" Meng Zixi patted Jiang Qianxun's hand and comforted her: "Don't think too much. Saving people is a personal act. We just need to show the right attitude. Don't be so tense. Come on, smile!"

When Jiang Qianxun heard what her friend said, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Meng Zixi also smiled and felt relieved.

Others may not know Jiang Qianxun, but she knows her personality too well, otherwise they would not have become best friends.

"That's right. Okay, okay, you've been tired all day. Go upstairs with Mr. Xing and have a rest. I won't compete with Mr. Xing for her." Having said that, Meng Zixi's smart eyes turned, and he suddenly leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice.

"If you still think too much, just divert your attention. Mr. Xing is a handsome man. Let him moisturize you. I guarantee you will never want to leave!"

Jiang Qianxun: "......"

Her mind was in a mess, and was finally completely disrupted by Meng Zixi's words. She glared at her friend as a warning, not wanting to pay attention to her friend who was smiling like a fox, and went straight upstairs.

Xing Mingyu was tall and straight, following closely behind.

After the two disappeared at the stairs to the second floor, the discussion in the living room resumed, but the focus of the topic had gradually shifted to Xing Mingyu.

Sheng Zhiyu was the first to speak: "Just now we were worried that Huang Xiaoxiao would be kidnapped for morality after she blocked the knife for the boss and Mr. Xing. Now Mr. Xing has personally sent the boss back, so Huang Xiaoxiao probably won't be in any danger now."

Since everyone knows that the eldest sister is pregnant with the Xing family's child, the drama of the charity event that night is enough to prove the eldest sister's position in Mr. Xing's heart. Naturally, everyone hopes that the eldest sister and Mr. Xing will get married.

So, after what happened this morning, they called the boss several times. They were relieved when they saw that she didn't answer the phone and there was no news about her being injured in the news.

However, after they hurried home, they heard from Aunt Lan that the eldest brother was depressed and had gone to the hospital to see Huang Xiaoxiao. After listening to Aunt Lan's analysis of the eldest brother's condition, everyone must be worried. After dinner, they were not in the mood to accompany Meng Zixi to carve the stone signed with Xiao Runan's name. They all gathered together to read the news on the Internet, worried about the eldest brother.

While we were discussing this, the boss was sent back by Mr. Xing! How could everyone not feel at ease?

Wen Aihua nodded: "Yes, this afternoon, there was suddenly a new rumor on the Internet, saying that Huang Xiaoxiao called Mr. Xing too intimately, and some netizens have speculated about their relationship. Fortunately, Mr. Xing was not led by the nose, otherwise the boss would be uncomfortable."

Everyone nodded.

Chen Zheng, who had been quietly reading the newspaper, put the newspaper down and said gently, "I'm afraid you're too relieved."

Wen Aihua turned around and said, "Brother Zheng, what do you mean?"

Chen Zheng's eyes were warm: "Intuition."

Meng Zixi sat down, and when he heard this, he folded his arms and looked at him: "Brother Zheng, intuition can sometimes be wrong."

I'm afraid this is just your imagination.

After saying this, Meng Zixi added another sentence in his mind.

On the night of the charity gala, when Chen Zheng was watching the live broadcast, his gentle face was so dark that ink could drip out of it. Even Sheng Zhiyu and the others were scared and asked him if he was feeling unwell.

When Zhao Xi stabbed someone this morning, he almost dropped his work and rushed straight to the hospital.

If she hadn't stopped him, saying that there were too many people in the hospital and they would have a lot of gossip, and if he didn't want to add to the psychological burden on the boss, he shouldn't have gone. I'm afraid he would have rushed to the boss in the morning.

It wasn't long after that, and his expression returned to normal, and he was still able to stay here and read the newspaper. She couldn't help but suspect that it was because someone was spreading information about Mr. Xing and Huang Xiaoxiao on the Internet, and he felt that he had a chance again.

How could Chen Zheng not know what Meng Zixi was thinking, but his thoughts were indeed different from before. He did have a hunch that he had a chance.

Strictly speaking, it was not completely intuition. He had guessed long ago that with Xing Mingyu's family background, the woman who could enter the Xing family must be of equal status. With A Xun's identity, she would definitely not be good enough.

Unless, as netizens speculated, Axun is the daughter of the master architect Misha!

But they already knew about Axun's background, she was not!

And this time, it just gave him a glimmer of hope.

Although he really had no chance of winning in the competition with Mr. Xing, what if? What if the biggest obstacle was Xing Mingyu himself?

He had to admit that he was selfish when it came to A Xun's affairs, and he secretly hoped that he still had a chance.

What he has to do now is to watch and wait patiently.

Chen Zheng retracted his thoughts and looked at Meng Zixi opposite him: "Maybe, but it is true that Xun is under pressure. I don't believe she would be under pressure for no reason. I'm afraid that Huang Xiaoxiao is not simple."

Meng Zixi: "As long as Mr. Xing stands on the boss' side, it will be fine."

Chen Zheng curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself. Besides, a true fan of Zhao Xi just started a live broadcast, saying that he would go to the hospital to find out about Zhao Xi's injury. If Xun is implicated by Zhao Xi, it will be troublesome."

"How can Zhao Xi implicate the eldest lady?" Aunt Lan knew that her daughter had returned and was about to bring dinner upstairs. When she heard what little Chen Zheng said, she suddenly stopped.

When Chen Zheng saw Aunt Lan, who treated them like children, coming over, he was stunned and then smiled.

"Auntie Lan! It's okay. We're bored after dinner, so we just randomly guessed the hot topics on the Internet!"

Meng Zixi also urged her: "Yes, yes, Aunt Lan, please don't worry about us. Just do your thing."

Aunt Lan and Uncle Jiang usually take care of their food and daily life. To them, they are like family members. Everyone certainly doesn't want her to worry.

Aunt Lan didn't quite believe it.

Although this group of young people spoke in a very low voice, she knew that they really cared about their daughter and they would never say it casually.

Unfortunately, they didn't seem to want her to know, and she still had to carry things upstairs, so there was no point for her to stay there. She had to go upstairs with a worried look on her face and knocked on the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Come in!" Aunt Lan opened the door and went in after hearing her daughter's voice: "Miss, I've brought you your dinner."

As she spoke, Aunt Lan placed dinner on the small table in the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, Jiang Qianxun had just taken off her coat, put on furry shoes and sat on the edge of the bed. Returning to the familiar room, she felt a little listless. When she saw the food brought by Aunt Lan, she had even less appetite.

"Auntie Lan, I'm not very hungry yet."

Auntie Lan put down her chopsticks and said with a worried look on her face, "Miss, I knew you would say that, so I brought the food to your bedroom. You are pregnant, so even if it's not for yourself, then for the sake of the child, you should eat a little!"

Seeing Aunt Lan's worried look, the man who was hanging her coat next to her also looked over with his brows slightly frowned. Jiang Qianxun thought for a moment, lowered her eyes, avoided the man's gaze, and reached out her hand to Aunt Lan.

"Okay. I'll listen to Auntie Lan. Give me the chopsticks."

Aunt Lan then breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the chopsticks.

Jiang Qianxun took a look and saw that tonight's dinner was all light steamed dishes, soft, glutinous and juicy.

But she had no appetite.

However, in order not to worry others, she picked up her chopsticks, refused Xing Mingyu's attempt to feed her, and sat at the small table in the bedroom to eat.

Force yourself to eat a little bit of each.

After eating a few bites, she suddenly turned around and told Aunt Lan to go in and run the bath water first.

Aunt Lan glanced at the time. It was just past six in the evening. Usually, her daughter would take a bath before going to bed, especially in winter. She always said that the weather was so cold, and it was most comfortable to take a bath, go to bed with warm body, and sleep until dawn.

Why are you so early today?

She was confused and a little worried.

But no matter what she thought, since the child wanted to take a bath, there was no reason for her to refuse, so she quickly went in to get busy.

Aunt Lan was not around, so Jiang Qianxun ate a few bites less. When Aunt Lan poured the water and left, she put down her chopsticks as well.

"I'm going to wash up first."

As she said that, she was about to get up.

Xing Ming, who was sitting next to her, frowned when he saw this and asked, "You eat so little?"

Jiang Qianxun stopped and smiled: "Eat small meals frequently. If you get hungry at night, I'll ask Uncle Jiang to bring up some midnight snacks."

This made sense and could not be refuted. Xing Mingyu thought about it and did not force her to eat. Instead, he put down his phone and went to the cloakroom to get clothes for her.

Jiang Qianxun wanted to say no, but the man had already opened the wardrobe. In the end, she did not refuse. When the man came to her with pajamas, she said thank you and turned into the bathroom.

When she reached the bathroom door, Jiang Qianxun could still feel the burning gaze on her from behind. She paused and suddenly turned around, and saw the man sitting at the small table, his big, bony hands holding the chopsticks she had just used to eat.

Perhaps sensing her gaze, the man also looked over and locked eyes with hers.

At the same time, the man picked up a piece of pork ribs with his big hands and put it in his mouth.

He actually ate her unfinished food.

Jiang Qianxun's depressed mood was suddenly driven away by the heat.

How could he...

Even though this wasn't the first time the man had eaten her leftovers, she still felt a little embarrassed seeing him like this.

It's like... kissing him indirectly, feeling infinitely close to him.

Next time, she would never leave any leftovers in front of him!

Jiang Qianxun thought to herself as she took a step and quickly hid in the bathroom to relieve the heat on her face.

Because she was worried, Jiang Qianxun worked much slower than usual. It took her half an hour to finish washing.

Aunt Lan turned on the water to a very warm temperature. Jiang Qianxun came out of the bathtub and put on her clothes. She saw herself in the mirror. Her face was rosy and she looked very energetic.

Jiang Qianxun touched his face, temporarily put aside his worries, and went out putting on his shoes.

When I went out, I found Xing Mingyu still sitting on the sofa. The dishes on the small table had been replaced with juice and tea. The man was sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed, working with his mobile phone in his hand.

The light from the mobile phone fell on the man's extremely handsome profile, making it impossible to look away.

"It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?" Jiang Qianxun covered her chest, which was not wearing any underwear, with a dry towel, feeling a little embarrassed.

She deliberately let the bath water run because she was in no mood tonight. She thought that with a man's insight, he should know that she was going to rest and he should go home.

So, after taking a shower, she didn't put on any underwear, but she didn't expect him to be here.

After typing the last English word and pressing the send button, he looked up and saw the little woman holding a dry bath towel, covering her bulging breasts. Her watery almond eyes looked at him puzzledly. Xing Mingyu swallowed very lightly and quickly. He put down his phone and went over to take the white dry bath towel from her chest.