My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 176 Huo Yan leaves

In the cold car, Mother Huo's eyes on the screen were always gentle, like a gurgling stream in spring.

She said softly: "Yan'er, when you see this video, you should have grown up."

Huo Yan's heart suddenly trembled, as if it was suddenly grasped by an invisible big hand.

His hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists uncontrollably, the knuckles turning slightly white from the force, the blue veins on his forehead were clearly visible like bulging earthworms, his tense muscles and rapid breathing all showed the surging and irrepressible emotions in his heart at this moment.

At this moment, a soft female voice came like the spring breeze blowing across the lake: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

This sentence is so familiar. Huo Yan once said it to Qiao Qin.

Huo Yan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously lowered his head, just in time to meet Qiao Qin's clear eyes. Those eyes were like a clear spring, filled with sincerity and heartache.

At that moment, Huo Yan felt as if his heart was struck by a sudden bolt of lightning, and an indescribable feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

He slowly took Qiao Qin's hand. The soft little hand seemed to carry a magical power that gradually calmed his anxious heart.

Huo Yan took a deep breath, as if to absorb all his courage into his chest, and then continued to look at the computer screen.

"I'm sorry, we were accidentally caught up in a storm that involves the interests of too many people, so we may not be able to grow up with you." There was deep helplessness and guilt in Huo Yan's mother's voice. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Huo Yan's heart hard.

"The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't see you get married and have children. You must take good care of yourself and be nice to your wife in the future, okay?"

Hearing this, Huo Yan tightened his grip on Qiao Qin's hand slightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to embed Qiao Qin's hand into his palm and never let go.

This short video of just a few minutes seemed like a long century. It answered countless questions in his mind and also evoked the deepest pain in his heart.

Finally, the parents solemnly instructed: "Good boy, hand over the evidence in the USB drive to Huang Zhongguo in Beijing. This will be considered as revenge for us, for our son Huo Yan."

After the words fell, the mother's voice gradually dissipated, like a dandelion drifting in the wind, disappearing into the endless void.

There was deathly silence in the car, so quiet that one could hear everyone's heartbeat. It seemed as if everyone was trying to digest the huge impact of this video, immersed in endless sadness and anger.

Qiao Qin spoke slowly, her voice as soft as falling feathers, and looked at Huo Yan with a worried look on her face, "Are you okay?"

Huo Yan didn't say anything, but his tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling chin showed his inner unrest.

Suddenly, he hugged Qiao Qin tightly, and the force gradually increased, as if he wanted to merge her into his flesh and blood so that she would never be able to leave.

Qiao Qin did not resist, but obediently let him vent his emotions. She reached out her hand and patted his back from time to time in the same way she used to coax Huo Siqian. The gentle movement seemed to comfort a wounded child.

"It's all over." Qiao Qin said softly, with a hint of firmness and comfort in her voice.

At this moment, Qiao Qin suddenly felt something wet on her shoulder. Her hand froze in mid-air for a moment. After a few seconds, she continued to comfort him as if she hadn't noticed anything.

After a moment, Huo Yan had calmed down.

He sat up straight, and a firmness flashed in his deep eyes, like a star in the darkness, shining brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "I may have to leave for a while."

Huo Yan's voice was low and hoarse, as if it carried endless determination and courage.

He held the USB drive tightly, holding his parents' last wishes, as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

Qiao Qin hummed softly and held his hand, her voice trembling slightly but still firm and strong.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

Huo Yan's eyes trembled slightly. At that moment, countless complex emotions flashed through his eyes, including reluctance, gratitude, guilt, and deep love.

He once again hugged Qiao Qin tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to carve her figure deeply into his mind, and then placed a kiss on her forehead. The kiss was gentle and warm, with endless attachment and reluctance.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yan got out of the car without looking back. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be reluctant to leave and would lose the courage to move forward.

Qiao Qin stared at the tall and slender figure as he left, disappearing from her sight little by little. The figure became farther and farther away, more and more blurred, until it was completely out of sight. She suddenly felt a little empty, as if she had lost the most important thing. She had just left, but she already started to miss him.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Qiao Qin's eyes. She shook her head and threw away all the messy thoughts in her mind.

She told herself that there were still many things she needed to deal with and she couldn't be tied down by love affairs.

The hospital ward was as white as snow.

A few days later, Lin Xingran was hospitalized again, but this time it was in the surgery department. The sunlight shone through the window onto the bed, but it could not dispel the depressing atmosphere in the ward.

Lin Xingran lowered her head, her long, smooth hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks, covering her expression. She didn't dare to look at Qiao Qin in front of her, like a child who had done something wrong, tears kept falling, and crystal tears dripped onto the white sheets, leaving patches of water stains.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the atmosphere in the ward was exceptionally silent. Neither of them spoke, as if they were waiting for the other to speak.

That silence, like an invisible knife, cuts everyone's heart.

Finally, Lin Xingran couldn't bear it anymore, she choked and said: "I'm sorry——"

The voice was hoarse and broken, carrying endless regret and self-blame. Looking back now, she was simply bewitched by the devil at the time. How could she do such a stupid thing?

There was a complex look in Qiao Qin's eyes, and that complex look contained helplessness, disappointment, and a hint of tolerance.

She spoke slowly: "The person you should say sorry to should be Huo Yan."

Lin Xingran lowered her head, clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, wiped away her tears, and the regret in her heart almost overwhelmed her.

Her voice was extremely hoarse: "He must hate me to death, would he still want to see me?"

“How do you know if you don’t try?” Qiao Qin sat gently at the edge of the ward and put her hand on her shoulder, wanting to give her some encouragement. The warm touch calmed Lin Xingran’s slightly trembling body a little.

Then, Qiao Qin took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her tears, her movements gentle and careful.

“Okay, stop crying. This time you can consider it a blessing in disguise. It’s good that you admit your mistakes and correct them. Be careful not to do anything stupid again in the future, okay?” Qiao Qin’s voice was gentle but firm, like a ray of warm sunshine, illuminating Lin Xingran’s dark heart.

Lin Xingran nodded hurriedly, and the two looked at each other. At that moment, all the misunderstandings and estrangements seemed to disappear, and only understanding and tolerance remained in each other's eyes.

The days go by, just like the gurgling stream, never stopping.

It has been almost half a year since Huo Yan left with the USB drive containing important information and went to Beijing alone to look for Huang Aiguo, the man his parents mentioned.

During the past six months, the company's affairs were temporarily handed over to Assistant Yan. Assistant Yan was busy every day. Faced with various complex business and interpersonal relationships, he felt unprecedented pressure. However, he always adhered to his duties and worked hard to maintain the normal operation of the company.

Assistant Yan would only ask Qiao Qin for advice when there were some troubles that were really unhandled. Every time, Qiao Qin would listen carefully, analyze carefully, and give the most reasonable suggestions, or make a video call to Huo Yan. However, Huo Yan seemed to be very busy and his phone was in call mode most of the time.

Qiao Qin frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.

She didn't know what kind of difficulties Huo Yan encountered in Beijing, and why he didn't even have time to talk to her. She tossed and turned countless times in the middle of the night, worrying about Huo Yan's safety, but there was nothing she could do but choose to trust Huo Yan and stay at home and wait for him to come back.

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed. Time flies by like a white horse.

Huo Siqian is already three years old. From the child who could only drool and crawl around, he can now walk very fast and become more and more playful. His energetic figure always runs around the house, bringing endless joy and vitality to this family.

Qiao Qin felt helpless and emotional about this.

That day, she had just returned home from get off work, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her tired body. Before she could put down her bag, a small figure came towards her and bumped into her arms.

"Mom——" That childish voice, like the most beautiful bird song in spring, instantly dispelled Qiao Qin's fatigue of the whole day.

However, when Qiao Qin lowered her head, she found that Huo Siqian's eyes were red. His originally bright eyes were now filled with tears, like two wounded stars.

Her heart couldn't help but tighten, and she asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong? Did you fall somewhere?"

Huo Siqian bit his lips, and his pink lips turned white, but he refused to say anything.

Qiao Qin had no choice but to look at Aunt Song beside her in confusion, with questions in her eyes. She found that Aunt Song was also wiping tears and said in a hoarse voice: "The young master went to kindergarten today."

Qiao Qin nodded to indicate that she knew. She had spent a long time choosing that kindergarten and asked many friends before finally deciding on it. She thought it would be a place where Huo Siqian could grow up happily.

next second.

Qiao Qin's eyes sank slightly, and she looked Huo Siqian up and down, and said coldly: "Did someone bully you? Was it a classmate or a teacher?"

There was a hint of majesty in that voice, as if telling Huo Siqian that no matter what happened, his mother would make the decision for him.

Huo Siqian still shook his head, and under Qiao Qin's anxious gaze, he slowly said, "Mom, where is my dad? Did you pick me up from the trash can, so I don't have a dad?"

Huo Siqian's childish voice was filled with deep grievance and confusion, which instantly broke Qiao Qin's heart into countless pieces.