bayedsolid Chapter 193: Xing Mingyu is like returning home
Chapter 193: Xing Mingyu is like returning home
The next morning.
Jiang Qianxun woke up early in the morning.
I woke up hungry.
I was pregnant with two children and couldn’t eat anything in the middle of last night. I felt lucky that I didn’t faint from hunger.
She touched her rumbling belly, sat up with some difficulty, and glanced at the bedside clock.
Seven-fifteen.
The hospital would start seeing patients at around 8:30 at the latest. Adding the time needed to wait for the examination, she would have to wait at least another hour before she could eat.
Jiang Qianxun sighed helplessly and for the first time felt that time was passing so slowly.
Because she was hungry, after she finished washing up, she smelled the aroma of breakfast and appeared in the restaurant downstairs. When she saw the delicious breakfast on the table but couldn't eat it, her face looked a little depressed.
Chen Zheng was the first to notice that something was wrong with her. He put down the toast in his hand and stood up quickly, with a harsh sound coming from the chair and the ground.
"Axun, why do you look so pale? Are you sick?" Chen Zheng went over and subconsciously wanted to hold her arm, but felt that he had overstepped his bounds, so he put his hand down, his gentle face full of worry.
The other friends' attention was attracted by the noise of Chen Zheng pulling the stool, and they also looked over.
The eldest sister's palm-sized face was a little pale, and the light in her almond-shaped eyes was dimmer than usual. Her long black hair hung down like seaweed, which made her facial features look even more delicate.
But seeing her like this, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Seeing Jiang Qianxun like this, Meng Zixi couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and helped her to sit down at the host seat in the restaurant.
"What's wrong? Did you eat too much barbecue last night and feel unwell? How about going to the hospital?"
After hearing this, Chen Zheng turned around and walked out: "Then I'll go drive the car. Teacher Meng, you get her clothes down."
Next to her, Auntie Lan put the steamed dumplings on the table and calmly called Chen Zheng: "No need. The young lady is not feeling unwell, she is just hungry. Xiao Zheng, sit back and eat yours."
Jiang Qianxun nodded to his friends who were all worried, and explained, "Don't worry, I'm just hungry."
Then he looked at Auntie Lan who opened the steamed dumpling.
It’s so fragrant and soft, I really want to eat it.
When Chen Zheng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, just like everyone else.
Sheng Zhiyu saw her staring at the dumplings, and considerately picked up the plate to give her a few.
"It's easy. Just eat when you're hungry. Boss, I'll get you some buns."
As a result, Aunt Lan stopped the chopsticks before they even touched the buns.
"The eldest lady has a prenatal checkup today and needs to be on an empty stomach. She can't eat."
"Huh? Prenatal check-up? On an empty stomach?" Single Sheng Zhiyu looked at Jiang Qianxun blankly.
Jiang Qianxun looked at the steamed buns with envy: "So I'm almost fainting from hunger."
Hearing that she was hungry, Auntie Lan looked up at the time again: "It's seven-thirty, let's get ready, drive to the hospital, and line up in advance. It's almost time, Miss, why don't we get ready to leave now. I'll go with you."
After saying that, Aunt Lan went over and helped Jiang Qianxun up.
"Then I'll be a driver." Chen Zheng stood up again.
Meng Zixi also put down his chopsticks: "My goddaughter or godson needs to be examined, how can I, as a godmother, not be there? I will go too!"
The buns could only be looked at but not eaten. Jiang Qianxun swallowed her saliva and forced herself to look away, looking at Aunt Lan, Zixi and Chen Zheng.
"Don't worry, someone will go with me."
Just now when she was washing upstairs, Xing Mingyu called and said that he was on the way.
With him around, outsiders can't get close to him.
It was just a routine prenatal checkup, and she didn't want to make such a big deal about it.
As soon as these words were spoken, Aunt Lan, Zixi and Chen Zheng understood them almost immediately. The three of them looked at each other with different expressions.
Meng Zixi was the one who couldn't hold back her words. She let out a long "Oh" and touched her best sister's shoulder with her elbow.
"I see! All right then, we won't be those multi-kilowatt light bulbs anymore."
Aunt Lan wanted to object, but she was afraid of the man with a strong aura, so she had to keep her mouth shut.
Chen Zheng lowered his head and sat back in his seat with heavy steps. He picked up the bread that had just smelled delicious with his big hands, but suddenly he lost his appetite.
Hearing that Sheng Zhiyu and the others were beginning to speculate about the man's identity, he pursed his thin lips even tighter.
"Light bulb? Sister Zixi, who will accompany the boss?" Sheng Zhiyu put down the plate, curiosity written all over her round face.
"Could it be, Qin..." Someone spoke quickly and wanted to ask if it was Qin Chuan.
But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, the man realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.
Wen Aihua is a man of few words but quick to react. She put down her glass of milk and said calmly, "I don't think it's necessary to dwell on who it is. Anyway, anyone who can stand with the boss is not an ordinary person."
Not an ordinary person?
When everyone heard this, the image of that noble man with a strong aura flashed through their minds.
They looked at each other in tacit understanding, stopped dwelling on the issue, and continued to eat their breakfast.
Seeing that Jiang Qianxun was so hungry, some people took the initiative to talk to her about other topics, trying to help her divert her attention.
Chen Zheng saw everyone's eye contact and his face gradually turned pale.
Clearly, everyone has only met that man once, but they tacitly conclude that only that man is worthy of standing with A Xun?
Moreover, that man is so domineering. Last time, just when Axun was taking maternity photos, he bullied her like that. They kissed in the RV, carried her like a princess in public, and then he openly broke into her house.
When they both go to the hospital together, he doesn’t even dare to imagine what that man will do to Xun!
Chen Zheng's face turned pale and he completely lost his appetite.
He looked at his beautiful sweetheart opposite him with reluctance, thought for a moment, took the mobile phone on the table, and edited a message for Meng Zixi under the table.
[Teacher Meng, can you accompany Xun to the prenatal checkup? ]
At the other end of the table, Meng Zixi was about to tell a joke to her best friend to distract her, but suddenly she saw a message from Chen Zheng on her phone. She frowned and typed a reply.
【? 】
Chen Zheng looked gloomy, looking at the question mark sent by Meng Zizixi, and continued to type a reply: [Prenatal check-up is a private matter, obstetrics and gynecology, girls are more likely to help each other. ]
After sending the message, he raised his head and looked pleadingly at Meng Zixi opposite him.
Meng Zixi looked back at him with a smile for a few seconds before lowering his head to type.
Soon, she responded.
[The other person is the father of the child. Is the pregnancy process private enough? People have all gone through it. Now, during a small prenatal checkup, do you still need to discuss private matters with the father of the child? ]
There is a hint of criticism and questioning between the lines.
Chen Zheng stared at the five words "the process of pregnancy" and pursed his thin lips tightly. He was unable to refute and felt a dull pain in his heart as if he was suffocating for a moment.
Finally, he simply closed the chat box with Meng Zixi.
The restaurant was full and the others had eaten their fill, so he stood up and followed everyone out of the restaurant, walked down a corridor, and walked down the polished steps into the living room.
Just as he walked down the next step, he suddenly saw a black Bentley Continental slowly driving into the yard outside the wide floor-to-ceiling glass window of the living room.
Under a thin layer of snow, the domineering black car slowly stopped.
A middle-aged man in his fifties got out of the driver's seat and respectfully opened the back door.
On the back seat, Xing Mingyu walked down with his long legs.
He exuded a cold aura that was almost proportional to the cold weather.
The man walked up the steps with steady steps, and after being greeted by Uncle Jiang at the door, he walked into the living room.
After entering the room, the man's handsome and deep eyes swept around the living room and finally stopped at Jiang Qianxun who was beside Chen Zheng.
Seeing the noble man standing there quietly, no one dared to say a word and looked at him with eyes of admiration or respect, including the sweethearts beside them.
Chen Zheng's face turned completely cold.
On the steps of the living room, Jiang Qianxun's beautiful eyes also looked at the man standing at the door.
Meeting the man's dark eyes, she felt the unnatural feeling from last night again.
But she quickly suppressed that emotion and saw that her friends who were talking and laughing just now had all fallen silent.
She was worried that everyone was uncomfortable, so she turned and looked at Aunt Lan beside her.
"The car is here, Aunt Lan, please give me the prenatal checkup booklet and the water cup."
Aunt Lan sighed and turned to go into the room on the first floor.
Hearing that she wanted to get something, Xing Mingyu adjusted the buttons on the cuffs of his black shirt and walked towards the little woman.
When passing by Chen Zheng, he turned his eyes slightly, met the other's humble and unwilling gaze indifferently, and quickly looked away.
His eyes fixed on Jiang Qianxun's slightly pale face for two seconds with a look of heartache, and then Xing Mingyu reached out and held the little woman's soft, boneless hand.
"I'm here to pick you up. Can your stomach take it? Are you feeling very hungry?"
Concern was evident in the man's naturally cold voice.
After these words were spoken, Jiang Qianxun hadn't responded yet, and Sheng Zhiyu and others were stunned.
It turned out that this man was the one who came to pick up the eldest daughter for her prenatal check-up!
Moreover! This noble man who made people dare not look directly at him was holding the boss's hand and caring about the boss's health in a gentle voice!
Who is he?
Are you sure he’s just a real estate tycoon in Beijing?
Everyone looked at each other and guessed.
The biological father of the child in the eldest daughter's belly is unknown.
This man had openly entered the boss's room before.
Now I come here in person to accompany my eldest child to the prenatal check-up...
Connecting these clues together, an answer gradually emerges.
Could it be that this man is the biological father of the eldest child? ?
Feeling the shocked gazes around him, Jiang Qianxun finally came to his senses.
When she looked down, she saw the man's hot big hand still holding her hand, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Her face turned red and she wanted to pull her hand back.
But she couldn't pull away, and the man held her even tighter. The man's scorching heat passed through his fingertips and onto her body.
Helplessly, she could only let him hold it.
At this time, Aunt Lan just took out the water cup and the pregnancy check-up booklet, and also took out a long white down jacket in her hand.
Uncle Song who followed in took it immediately.
Seeing that she had taken everything she needed, she looked up, looked into Xing Mingyu's deep eyes, and answered his question.
"It's okay, not too bad, let's go!"
Xing Mingyu quietly looked at the little woman's watery almond eyes and slightly red ears, and nodded softly.
My eyes inadvertently looked down and saw her delicate and fair neck.
He suddenly spoke in a low voice.
"Wait a minute."
Afterwards, Xing Mingyu let go of her soft little hand as if he was back home, walked upstairs to her bedroom, and took out a burgundy cashmere scarf.
When he went downstairs again, Jiang Qianxun was already standing at the living room door waiting for him.
Xing Mingyu walked over, looked down at her, and carefully wrapped it around her neck.
It was the first time Xing Mingyu put a scarf on a woman, and his movements seemed a little clumsy, but he didn't hurt her at all the whole process.
After the scarf was tied, Uncle Song handed over the down jacket in time.
Xing Mingyu lowered his head and put it on for her.
While he was tidying up her appearance, the man felt his heart soften when he saw the petite woman standing obediently in front of him. He took a step forward, almost taking her into his arms, and put his big hand behind her neck.
"Don't move." He said in a hoarse voice.
Feeling her long hair being pulled out of her clothes by the man, Jiang Qianxun stopped moving and lowered her head, letting him play with it obediently.
The tip of her nose was only a finger's distance from his chest, and her breath was filled with the reassuring scent of cedar.
To outsiders, this scene seemed like a man gently and considerately helping a woman tie her scarf and put on her coat.
After putting on her clothes, the woman leaned obediently in the man's arms and let the man help her tidy up her hair.
The light from above fell on the man's angular and handsome face, making it impossible to look away.
Sheng Zhiyu and the others quietly watched the pleasing and heartwarming scene in front of them, and became completely infatuated with it. Several girls lowered their voices and discussed in a low voice.
"If such a noble man helped me tie my scarf and put on my coat, I would faint from the warmth."
"Are you sure you didn't faint from being so handsome?"
"Look at your achievements. I'm different. If it were me, I would have someone weld my scarf and coat to my body and I would never be able to take them off in my lifetime."
Behind Sheng Zhiyu, Chen Zheng listened to their conversation woodenly, his eyes fixed on the man and woman who were very close to him, his face full of resentment and jealousy.
Beside Chen Zheng, Meng Zixi watched the bride who was ready in front of her go out the door. She turned around and saw the expression on Chen Zheng's face and his clenched fist. She narrowed her eyes and suddenly spoke.
"Aihua, you guys go back to Huawen first. I have something urgent to discuss with Brother Zheng, so I will be there later. Brother Zheng, come upstairs with me."
Chen Zheng didn't move. He just stared out the French window and saw the man helping the woman get into the car.
Only after the car drove away from the yard did he look away. Amid the puzzled looks of his companions, he followed Meng Zixi upstairs.
Study room on the second floor.
When the distraught Chen Zheng walked in, Meng Zixi simply locked the door and looked at him with his arms folded.
"Brother Zheng, it seems like you haven't been managing your facial expressions well lately."
"Really?" Chen Zheng smiled reluctantly.
"No? You really should look in the mirror and see if there's jealousy and anger written on your face." Meng Zixi didn't like to beat around the bush and exposed him directly.
Knowing that Meng Zixi saw through him and there was no outsider here, Chen Zheng tightened and unclenched his fists, and finally raised his head and poured out all his thoughts.
"I just can't accept it! It was obviously me who met Xun first, and Xun also said that she would not marry him. Why did that man treat her like this!"