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

Chapter 288 Love Chapter

When Huang Xiaoxiao said this, I don’t know if it was because of the injuries on her body or if she was born to speak like this, but her voice was very soft and light...

If the sound were any quieter, I would have to tilt my ear to hear it clearly.

When she suddenly heard Huang Xiaoxiao's words, before anyone else could react, Aunt Lan stopped pouring milk and turned to look at Huang Xiaoxiao.

Seeing that she was smiling at Mr. Xing, Aunt Lan frowned in displeasure.

Subconsciously, Aunt Lan turned her head and glanced at her eldest daughter as if protecting her food.

I saw the eldest lady biting toast with her head down, eating in small bites with elegant movements, as if she hadn't heard anything at all.

Aunt Lan turned her head and looked at the person involved...Mr. Xing.

The handsome and cold man was extremely indifferent.

Xing Mingyu lowered his head, his back straight without even leaning on the back of the chair. The magazine was held at a 45-degree angle in his bony right hand, while his left hand turned the pages from time to time. He didn't even lift his eyelids.

He never gave Huang Xiaoxiao a single indifferent look from beginning to end.

Seeing this reaction, Aunt Lan was finally satisfied. She curled the corners of her lips for a rare moment and lowered her head to continue pouring hot milk for her eldest daughter.

Hearing the sound of milk pouring in his ears, Jiang Qianxun swallowed the toast in his mouth, looked up and said to Aunt Lan: "Thank you."

From beginning to end, Jiang Qianxun didn't even look at Huang Xiaoxiao, nor did he say a word.

After all, the person Huang Xiaoxiao was asking was Xing Mingyu...not her.

Auntie Lan smiled and said, "Miss...you never need to be polite to me!"

Next to her, Huang Xiaoxiao saw that the man next to her didn't answer, and Aunt Lan and Jiang Qianxun were also talking about their own things. Her black and white eyes drooped... for a moment, she revealed endless grievance and timidity, and the hand holding the spoon couldn't help but tighten its strength.

When Aunt Lan stopped talking, the atmosphere in the entire small restaurant suddenly froze.

It was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.

No one knew how much time had passed. Anyway, when Uncle Jiang suggested that he go to the courtyard to get some herbs, Xing Mingyu, who had been sitting, moved first. He closed the magazine, stretched out his left wrist to look at his black watch, placed the book upright in the middle of the table, and leaned closer to the little woman.

At the same time, Xing Mingyu looked at the corner of her mouth with a doting look in his eyes... and gently wiped the toast crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his slender white thumb.

Jiang Qianxun: "..."

Xing Mingyu said: "It's time for me to go to work. You were exhausted last night. Don't go to the company today. Just work from home, okay?"

Jiang Qianxun closed her mouth and chewed the grilled salmon toast in her mouth in small bites. She blinked her clear eyes and nodded. After swallowing it, she said, "Okay."

Seeing that she was well-behaved, Xing Mingyu couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth with his thin lips.

He did not even let go of her red face that had been made red by him in the morning, and kissed her everywhere. Finally, Xing Mingyu held his breath, leaned close to her ear, and gave her another reminder.

"Remember to think of me..."

At this moment, he felt like a real boyfriend.

After saying that, Xing Mingyu rubbed her soft and pinchable cheek with his thumb before walking away.

During the whole process, Xing Mingyu didn't even glance at Huang Xiaoxiao.

Huang Xiaoxiao never raised her head. She just sat there, drinking porridge in silence with her head down.

At this time, Jiang Qianxun had almost finished eating. She picked up the milk that Aunt Lan had prepared for her and stood up, looking at Huang Xiaoxiao beside her.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm full too. Take your time eating. I'll go out and deal with some department emails first."

Huang Xiaoxiao raised her head, her eyes like a little deer: "Okay, after I'm full, I'll go take care of the work on hand. I've delayed too much work."

Jiang Qianxun nodded, didn't say much, and turned to walk towards the living room.

When Auntie Lan heard that she was going to work, she took the initiative to help: "Miss, your belly is too big, it is inconvenient to go up and down the stairs, I will go upstairs to help you take down the computer."

After saying that, Aunt Lan walked out, leaving Huang Xiaoxiao eating alone in the kitchen.

When she returned to the small restaurant, it was already ten minutes later. Huang Xiaoxiao was still drinking porridge. Aunt Lan saw this, she thought for a moment, walked over, filled a small bowl of the steamed dumplings that Lao Jiang had made that morning, and handed it to her with a smile.

"Ms. Huang, you are still sick. Just drinking porridge is not enough. Come, eat some steamed dumplings. You have been ill for so long that your body has been damaged. You will become weaker if you continue to be ill. You need to eat more tonic food."

Seeing Aunt Lan's concerned face, Huang Xiaoxiao's eyes curved: "Okay! Thank you Aunt Lan, actually I can do it myself, my injury is not serious, the doctor also said that I just need to rest for a few more days to be fine."

"Why are you being so polite? The more courtesy you receive, the less blame you will get. Although you are a good friend of my eldest daughter, you are also a guest. When we have guests at home, we should treat them warmly and not lose our sense of propriety."

After serving the dumplings, Auntie Lan took the vinegar and poured it into a small dish. Suddenly, she changed the subject: "By the way, Ms. Huang, speaking of propriety, don't blame me for being nosy. I think you should be more tactful when speaking."

Huang Xiaoxiao turned around, looking puzzled: "Auntie Lan, what do you mean? Have I been careless in any way?"

After asking, Huang Xiaoxiao tilted her head and stared at Aunt Lan with wet eyes, looking ignorant and at a loss.

Aunt Lan didn't even raise her head, she poured the vinegar seriously and smiled.

"For example, just now Miss Huang asked Mr. Xing if he didn't eat breakfast? I know you are just concerned about Mr. Xing. In public, Mr. Xing is your boss. In private, if I remember correctly, your adoptive mother's family and the Xing family are also old friends. Am I right?"

Huang Xiaoxiao listened, her smile still sweet: "That's right."

Aunt Lan continued.

"I am just a servant of the Jiang family. Logically, I shouldn't say anything. However, it is precisely because I am a servant that even I can hear how inappropriate your words were. You looked surprised and asked Mr. Xing if he hadn't eaten breakfast. Those who know you think that you are concerned about your boss and your old friends. Those who don't know think that our eldest daughter doesn't care about her future husband. She even needs other women to ask her about eating lunch."

Huang Xiaoxiao paused while picking up the steamed buns. She quickly put down her chopsticks and said terrifiedly, "But I really just care about my boss. I don't mean anything else."

"I know you don't mean anything else, but I'm not Mr. Xing, nor am I the eldest lady. Look at their reactions just now..."

Huang Xiaoxiao's already haggard face turned even paler after hearing this. She lowered her head and spoke weakly after a long while: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know they thought this way."

Auntie Lan poured the vinegar, straightened her back and said with a smile: "Miss Huang, you don't have to apologize to me. I said before that I like to talk too much. When I see some younger juniors, I can't help but talk too much.

I felt bad for what you just said, so I told you directly. The main reason was that I was afraid that Miss Huang's kindness would be let down. If someone heard it, they might think you were deliberately trying to get Mr. Xing to notice your kindness. You are so innocent, right? "

Huang Xiaoxiao raised her head, her attitude was very humble, and she didn't show any displeasure: "Yes. Aunt Lan is thoughtful, thank you for reminding me, I didn't think of this at the time. I am really too young."

Auntie Lan put the vinegar back with a smile on her face: "I hope you don't blame me for being long-winded."

After saying that, Aunt Lan no longer accompanied Huang Xiaoxiao and went directly to the glass room outside to help Lao Jiang prepare the ingredients.

Only Huang Xiaoxiao lowered her head, poking the steamed bun she had picked up with her chopsticks.

At this time, in the living room on the first floor of the Jiang family, Jiang Qianxun was sitting in the living room, working on the notebook that Aunt Lan had helped her take down.

The workload of Xing's design department has not been very heavy recently, but it is near the end of the year and Huawen's shareholders' meeting is imminent. Judging from the shares she currently holds, there should be major changes. The two brothers Jiang Wenyuan are a little restless and have been talking about what happened between her and Huang Xiaoxiao in the past two days.

Moreover, the two brothers cooperated very well. Jiang Wensheng played the bad guy and criticized her, while Jiang Wenyuan played the good guy, calling her his daughter and shamelessly calling Xing Mingyu his future son-in-law.

If the main force can't defeat her alone, they will join in. Anyway, both brothers will not lose out. The beads of her wishful thinking are about to bounce into her face.

Fortunately, the internet incident did not have much impact, and had no influence on Huawen's stock market. As for Jiang Wenyuan's attempt to get a hold of Xing Mingyu through her, there was Meng Zixi, the strongest talker, to argue for her. However, given Meng Zixi's status, the extent of her criticism was limited, and in the end she had to do it herself.

So, Jiang Qianxun just sat in front of the computer, turned on the computer and teased her father Jiang Wenyuan, who was not worthy of being a human being, and had no idea what was happening in the small kitchen.

It was not until Huang Xiaoxiao came out after eating that she saw her working here and came over to chat with her.

How do you feel today? Did you sleep well last night?

Jiang Qianxun agreed to all of them, while still continuing to push Jiang Wenyuan with his hands.

After confronting Jiang Wenyuan, Huang Xiaoxiao no longer expressed concern for her. Jiang Qianxun closed her computer, took out her cell phone, and while replying to Misha's caring messages, she was also concerned about Huang Xiaoxiao's health.

"Don't bother asking me, Xiaoxiao, are you feeling better? Do you still have pain in your chest?" Jiang Qianxun also imitated her, smiled lightly, and asked her with concern.

"I feel the same as always. I guess it's winter, so the wound will heal slowly. I think it will be much better in a day or two."

Huang Xiaoxiao had a peaceful smile on her face, and he poured her a glass of water.

Jiang Qianxun looked at the smile on Huang Xiaoxiao's face and couldn't help but sigh. This girl of the same age as her always seemed so gentle and lovely. No wonder she was liked by Mr. Xing.

She smiled and did not answer Huang Xiaoxiao's question about her illness. Instead, she turned to the issue of food and accommodation, expressing her deep concern and a gentle and warm attitude.

Even Aunt Lan, who came out from the small restaurant and was waving a feather duster here and there in the living room, couldn't help but sigh in her heart when she heard her eldest daughter's caring words. As a friend, the eldest daughter cared to this extent, it was really hard to find any fault with her.

While the two were talking, the doctor came and gave Huang Xiaoxiao an IV drip. Jiang Qianxun knew how painful it was to wait for the infusion, so she accompanied Huang Xiaoxiao for the infusion.

At this time, Xingbao Jingbao, who were on winter vacation, called again. Jiang Qianxun chatted with them for a while. When she heard the two little ones suddenly calling her mother, Jiang Qianxun wanted to correct them, but she thought about it and didn't say anything.

The three of them chatted for an hour until they heard Xie Qiong's voice on the other end of the phone asking them to go out to the amusement park. Jiang Qianxun hung up the phone reluctantly.

Maybe it was because she ate too much salmon in the morning, but after hanging up the phone, Jiang Qianxun always felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. So when Huang Xiaoxiao asked her with a smile why Xingbao Jingbao called her mom, she was not in the mood to answer and skipped the topic directly.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach. Maybe I ate too much this morning. I'll go back to my room first."

At this time, Huang Xiaoxiao had finished the drip. When she heard Jiang Qianxun say that her stomach was uncomfortable, she suddenly stopped smiling, stood up and asked her: "Qianxun, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Even Auntie Lan, who was cleaning the clock in the corner, became nervous after hearing this: "Miss, are you feeling unwell? Tell me quickly."

Jiang Qianxun touched her pregnant belly and said, "The baby should be fine. He just kicked me. Maybe he ate too much fish and his stomach is upset?"