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

Chapter 137 Not That Lucky

Jiang family villa.

After making sure that Xing Mingyu's car had left and would not come back, Jiang Qianxun slowly got up. After washing up, as soon as she stepped into the small restaurant, she saw a plate of unfinished steak and milk on the table.

She looked at it twice, said nothing, calmly picked up the chopsticks and picked up a steamed bun next to it.

the other side.

On the thirteenth floor of an ordinary high-rise residential building in the suburbs of Beijing.

Huang Xiaoxiao was frying noodles with chopsticks in the small kitchen.

She had been used to a life of luxury for the past twenty years and her movements were not very skilled. When she was stir-frying with chopsticks, her tender white wrist accidentally touched the hot edge of the pot.

"Hiss!" She was scalded and quickly pulled her hand back, accidentally touching the handle of the pot, "bang", the half-fried noodles fell to the ground.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you!"

Outside the kitchen, mother Wu Yu rushed over in a hurry, glanced at the situation in the kitchen, and came to check on her daughter immediately.

"What's wrong? Did you get burned? Let mom see!"

Huang Xiaoxiao covered her elbow and smiled reluctantly: "Mom, I'm really fine."

"You're burned and yet you say it's okay. I'll get you some burn medicine." Father Peng An turned and went to the bedroom. When he came out, he had a tube of burn ointment in his hand.

"Hurry up and wipe Xiaoxiao."

"Dad, it's just a minor injury, it's okay, I still have fried noodles for you!"

Wu Yu forced her to sit down and applied medicine to her, muttering, "You're already injured like this, why do you still care about noodles? We need you to eat a mouthful of noodles? And you secretly got up to make breakfast!"

The mother wiped the wound while shedding tears: "You burned your foot and peeled off a piece of skin last night. You said you didn't want to worry your adoptive parents, so you came to live with us. Today you hurt your hand again. Why are you so miserable!"

Huang Xiaoxiao let her mother apply the ointment and took a tissue to wipe away her tears: "Mom, I'm really fine. It's just a superficial wound. Besides, I'm not here just for my foster parents. Can't I come and accompany you?"

Seeing her daughter being so sensible, Wu Yu cried even harder.

Finally, it was Peng An who comforted her: "Alright, it's rare for our daughter to come back. It's unlucky for you to cry here so early in the morning. Go change your clothes first. I'll go fry some noodles. Xiaoxiao can eat them and then go to work."

Wu Yu then wiped away her tears: "Yes, yes, today is Monday and you still have to go to work, so just sit down and play with your phone. Mom will go change clothes. You have difficulty walking. After you are full, I will drive you to the company and then come back to pick up your dad."

Actually, the Peng family was originally very well-off. They were not ranked high in Beijing, but they also owned a small company and had no worries about food and drink. After their daughter disappeared, the couple had been looking for her and had not taken care of their business. Today, their savings are probably not as much as the nanny of the Xing family...

But I can still get some work done, food and clothing are not a problem, and there is only one car for the whole family.

"Okay." Seeing that her parents were no longer worried, Huang Xiaoxiao lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

Peng An was very efficient. In less than ten minutes, three servings of fresh fried noodles were ready.

"Come on, Xiaoxiao, taste daddy's hand...what are you looking at?"

Although he asked the question like that, Peng An still saw the picture on her phone at a glance.

Huang Xiaoxiao hid her phone behind her back and said with a smile, "Dad, I didn't see anything."

"Isn't this the news about the Xing family's convoy that you told me last night?" Wu Yu, who had just changed her clothes, saw the screen on her phone at a glance. What else was there that she didn't understand?

"Xiao Xiao, are you still thinking about the person in power in the Xing family?"

"Mom, I didn't. This news was trending and I accidentally clicked on it." Huang Xiaoxiao said seriously, "Didn't I say that last night? I was injured in the Xing family, and Xing Mingyu didn't even look at me. It was all arranged by Old Master Xing."

"I know he doesn't like me, so I won't pester him."

Seeing that her mother didn't believe her, she simply turned off her phone, went over to her mother, took her arm, and looked at the few white hairs on her temples.

"Really! I don't want to think about class or anything like that. You've been looking for me for so many years. I just want to be with you and live my life peacefully. You and dad have high blood sugar and high blood pressure respectively, and you're still taking medicine. I have time to think about outsiders, so I might as well honor you."

Seeing her daughter's sincerity, Wu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you can think it through. Let's not talk about this anymore. It's almost nine o'clock. Eat your noodles quickly. After you finish, I'll take you home."

The breakfast was simple and quick to eat. In less than ten minutes, Huang Xiaoxiao was full.

Wu Yu helped her to go out, and Peng An went to clean up the dishes.

Thinking that his daughter was going to work at Xing's, he felt uneasy. After thinking for a while, he suddenly called his daughter.

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, speaking of Xing's, I remember that your uncle Wei's son, Wei Xianglin, also works at Xing's. I've watched him grow up since he was a child. He has good character and ability. You work in the same company. Do you want to add your contact information?"

Having said that, how could Huang Xiaoxiao not understand what her father meant.

She lowered her head and buckled her flat shoes, remembering that there seemed to be a designer named Wei in the design department. When she had hosted a dinner before, she heard from her colleagues that he was highly valued by Xing Mingyu.

She smiled and raised her head: "Okay."

Wu Yu also smiled and said, "That's right, Mom has that kid's WeChat, I'll push it to you later. Come, Mom will help you, you didn't eat much just now, Mom will buy you two bottles of milk from the neighborhood store."

The mother and daughter were talking and laughing, and soon they arrived at the gate of the community. Wu Yu went in to buy milk, while Huang Xiaoxiao waited boredly at the gate, her eyes inadvertently glancing at the large shelves of the store.

She held her phone in her hand and suddenly limped to Wu Yu in front of the cashier counter.

"Mom~"

......

Twenty minutes later.

Huang Xiaoxiao limped open the door of Xing's Design Department's office, but was suddenly bumped into on the back.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I bumped into someone, are you okay?"

Huang Xiaoxiao smiled and held the glass door handle, looking at the sumptuous meal in her colleague Jin Xiaoan's hand: "You are..."

"Oh, this is Director An's meal. The HR department has informed us of the new rules. All pregnant women in their second trimester or above will have breakfast and afternoon tea. This is Director An's. I'll heat it up for her."

"Is Director An not here yet?"

"I heard that the president said at the meeting that Director An is a special talent and she's pregnant, so she can come whenever she wants! People with ability are good, and they have the right to be willful wherever they go. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I have to go in and heat up breakfast for Director An."

"What's for breakfast? Let me see."

Jiang Qianxun's gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Huang Xiaoxiao looked back and saw Jiang Qianxun walking towards her, holding a cell phone and wearing a refined black business suit. The sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and just fell on her, making her so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.

Jin Xiaoan immediately went over and explained the whole story of the snack.

Jiang Qianxun listened quietly without any displeasure. She even picked up a piece of soft and glutinous osmanthus cake and started eating.

You can figure out what's going on just by using your toes, but the child also has his share, so it would be a waste if he doesn't eat it.

Jiang Qianxun took a bite gracefully and told Jin Xiaoan not to heat it up and just put it on her desk. She also asked her to help pour a glass of water.

When passing by Huang Xiaoxiao, Jiang Qianxun was suddenly called.

"Director An, why didn't you bring that Peppa Pig thermos cup today?"

Jiang Qianxun turned around and was met with Huang Xiaoxiao's admiring smile and the Peppa Pig thermos cup raised in her hand.

"Someone gave me one as a gift. I didn't really want this one, but when I thought about how you seemed to have a similar one, I thought it would be nice to use the same cup as my idol, so I accepted it. I even brought it here this morning to see if it was the same as yours. I didn't expect you..."

Jiang Qianxun glanced at Huang Xiaoxiao, who had long straight black hair, and the thermos cup in her hand that looked so familiar, and smiled: "It's exactly the same, but I threw that one away."

"Why? I think it looks pretty. Look, your phone case is also Peppa Pig." Huang Xiaoxiao pointed at her phone case.

"That cup is too hot for my mouth. I suddenly don't like it. I'm busy now."

Jiang Qianxun hasn't turned around yet.

"Hello, President!"

Suddenly, I heard a respectful greeting from an employee behind me.

Jiang Qianxun turned around and saw a cold man in a neat suit standing behind Huang Xiaoxiao, looking at them with a deep gaze.

He must be... here to see Miss Huang, right?

Jiang Qianxun suddenly didn't want to be an eyesore here. Just then, her assistant came over with a document for her to sign, which would then be submitted to Xing Mingyu for approval.

Jiang Qianxun signed his name with a wave of his hand. Just as he was about to ask Huang Xiaoxiao to help give it to Xing Mingyu, Huang Xiaoxiao's cell phone rang.

Huang Xiaoxiao glanced at the incoming call and raised her phone: "Sorry, I have work coming up. I have to go get busy first."

When Jiang Qianxun saw Huang Xiaoxiao limping away, he realized that she had injured her foot and had to hand the document back to her assistant.

Ignoring the burning gaze on his back, Jiang Qianxun walked into the office without looking back.

Jin Xiaoan placed the snacks on her desk and went out. She ate little at home and was feeling hungry now. She touched her belly and picked up a small piece of osmanthus cake. She looked through the glass wall at the man and woman sitting in the conference room opposite.

In the conference room.

Wei Xianglin finished reading the documents in his hand with satisfaction, and reached out to adjust his glasses on his tall nose bridge. "I heard from Uncle An privately that you have received guidance from Misha, a world-renowned architectural master. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. I'm afraid that in a few years, you will be the best in our industry."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Wei." Huang Xiaoxiao took back the information and flipped through it out of boredom.

Wei Xianglin looked at her beautiful face and figure for a moment, and finally his eyes fell on her long black hair. He raised his thick eyebrows, and there was more admiration in his big eyes.

"I think you know the reason why your parents asked us to contact each other. I am a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush with you. I think you are very good, but I don't know if you like me."

"Or, what is your ideal type? It may be a bit presumptuous of me to ask this, but you know that for people of our class, time and efficiency are the biggest costs, and the same goes for marriage."

After hearing this, Huang Xiaoxiao finally looked up at the handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes opposite her.

"I like handsome, ambitious, calm, and abstinent men."

Wei Xiangyang laughed when he heard this: "Why do I feel like you're talking about our president? Looking at the entire company, is there anyone who is more abstinent, calm, and ambitious than the president who served in the military? Why don't you consider pursuing the president?"

Huang Xiaoxiao was amused by his straightforwardness: "Even if I wanted to, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the luck to do so."

"So, the CEO position is out of reach. Why don't you settle for the next best thing and look at me? I don't look that scary, do I? I have dozens of national chain supermarkets to manage. When I have time, I work as a worker at the Xing family. At least I'm not a layoff. As for the rest, I won't comment on myself. Time will tell."

Just as Wei Xianglin finished speaking, the phone rang. It was Assistant Zhou calling. He got up and went outside to answer it.

After he came back from the phone, Huang Xiaoxiao stood up and looked at him.

"You are busy at work, right? Go ahead and do your work. I will take some time to think about it and give you an answer then."

Wei Xianglin came over to help her move the chair, smiling: "Okay, when your foot is healed, we can sit together during lunch time in the company and talk again. Be careful with your steps."

As Wei Xiangyang was leaving the conference room with the documents, he happened to see Jiang Qianxun taking the water that her assistant had helped to pour. He was a little confused and murmured, "Huh? Why is Director An using a disposable cup? I heard from Assistant Zhou that the president once gave Director An a Peppa Pig thermos cup."

Huang Xiaoxiao pretended not to hear and limped back to her seat.

Director Office.

Jiang Qianxun took the water poured by the assistant and drank most of it. She only touched her stomach after she burped.

"Okay, Mommy can't eat anymore. I have to work to earn money for your milk powder."

She put the cup away, opened her company email and took a look, almost knocking over the half-finished glass of water.

It was an email with the title "Bitch Jiang Qianxun". When I opened it, I saw blood-red words written on it.

"Xing Group's Director Jiang Qianxun, who relied on her connections to sell her body to get to the top, who knows whose bastard she is pregnant with, die, bitch!"

There is also a long string of insults below.

Jiang Qianxun had nothing to do, so she read the following content with great interest. To sum it up, he was cursing her ancestors for eighteen generations.

She just wanted to say that the scolding was a good idea. Except for her grandfather and mother, everyone with the surname Jiang deserved to be scolded.

I just don’t know who has such a big grudge against her. In addition to sending it to her, he also copied it to all members of the design department, even the company’s shareholders, several partners and Xing Mingyu.

But seeing that the sender is so familiar with the design department's email address, it is obvious that he is an internal staff of the company.

Could it be...

Jiang Qianxun was still thinking when she heard a low commotion outside the office. Everyone was worried about her. Huang Xiaoxiao even came over anxiously and knocked on her office door.

"Director An, we have all seen the email. Are you okay?"

Jiang Qianxun calmly drank the last half cup of water and closed the email directly: "It's okay, go out and get busy."

Huang Xiaoxiao didn't leave, her face full of anxiety: "You are such a good person, and you are also very capable. Who is insulting you? This is slander. Do you want me to call the police for you?"

"No need." Jiang Qianxun threw the disposable cup into the trash can and sat lazily: "The sender must be someone from within the company. If I'm not mistaken, it should be one of those people who insulted me when you treated me to dinner that night and was eventually fired by the company."

After that night, news spread in the group that so-and-so was fired by the company. At that time, she had just started living with Xing Mingyu and there were a lot of things going on, so she didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect something to happen today.

Huang Xiaoxiao listened and apologized: "I'm sorry Director An, I have caused you trouble. If I hadn't treated you to dinner, this wouldn't have happened."

"One thing is one thing, this is none of your business."

Huang Xiaoxiao was very grateful after hearing this: "Thank you, Director An, you are so kind. I will leave first."

Halfway through the walk, Huang Xiaoxiao suddenly turned back and said, "Director An, my foot was burned. I want to take a leave this afternoon to change the dressing. Is that possible?"

Jiang Qianxun smiled: "No problem."

Huang Xiaoxiao said thank you again, and as soon as she walked out of the director's office, people who cared about Jiang Qianxun surrounded her.

She told the situation and Jiang Qianxun's words. Some people made guesses, some were outraged, but a very small number of people also focused their attention on her.

"Xiaoxiao, you are such a nice person. Even though your leg is injured like this, you are not afraid of the pain when Director An gets into trouble. You are willing to run to defend Director An. It seems that you really admire her."

"Yeah, but then again, Xiaoxiao, how did you get your leg injured? It was fine on Friday, but it's so bad today. Are you the big shot that was rumored online yesterday?"

"Hey? I've heard about this too. Someone found out that the person in the ambulance that was led by a luxury car yesterday was a rich girl who was burned. Xiaoxiao, you're the talent that the president personally signed for. You're wearing low-key brand names, so could it be you?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Huang Xiaoxiao replied with a smile. At this moment, a person rushed in from outside the door.

The man has a reserved temperament and a straight back.

"Chihiro, are you okay?"

Qin Chuan was exhausted, and walked into the director's office with his long legs in a hurry. He grabbed the swivel chair with his cold white hands and swung it, looking Jiang Qianxun up and down with his bright eyes.

Jiang Qianxun didn't expect Qin Chuan to come and be so close to her.

She frowned: "What are you crazy about?"

Qin Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't cry.

When he turned around and heard her scolding him again, his face changed. Just as he was about to speak, there was a loud "bang" outside the door!