nycdaug Chapter 231 It is obvious that the child’s mother does not give him a legitimate status.
Chapter 231 It is obvious that the child’s mother does not give him a legitimate status.
Chen Zheng couldn't take a step forward for a long time.
He didn't know how long he stood there, so long that his legs felt numb. Then he went downstairs with the cup of water in his hand, like a ghost, in a daze.
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Master bedroom on the second floor.
The sound of the kiss made Jiang Qianxun blush and her body tense.
She was groggy and sleepy.
I don’t know how long it has been...
It is hard to tell whether time is fast or slow...
When Jiang Qianxun fell asleep in the man's arms and was kissed, the clock on the bedside table showed five o'clock in the morning.
The man had a satisfied look on his face, but because she was pregnant and had a big belly, he couldn't be completely satisfied. He could only kiss the blush on her cheeks, stand up, put on his suit jacket, and go downstairs.
Outside, Uncle Song, who had received the message long ago, had already stood up and was waiting.
Xing Mingyu just went out into the cold wind at dawn. As soon as he stepped down the stone steps with his long legs, he looked up and saw a familiar figure standing in the courtyard of the Jiang family villa, looking straight at him.
In front of the main house, Chen Zheng, wearing a black sportswear, looked at the tall man coming out of the living room with a bad face.
"Mr. Xing...it's you."
In fact, in addition to being angry, Chen Zheng was more inferior.
When he said this, there was a sarcastic smile on his face.
It's a mockery of oneself.
This man was not only born with a noble status, but he also exuded an innate aura of dignity from head to toe. Even though he was caught by himself, he remained calm and stood tall on the steps.
Xing Mingyu held the cigarette box and lighter with his big thumb, gently stroking the corner of the cigarette box. His eyes, colder than the cold wind, fell lightly on him, looking down at him with a condescending attitude.
"Mr. Chen," even the opening words, with a light tone, sounded more powerful than what he said himself.
Combined with his temperament and the strong sense of oppression, even making people's heartbeats disordered, Chen Zheng felt that his momentum was inferior to his.
But when he thought that this man had nothing to do with Jiang Qianxun, and that he came in drunk last night but stayed in Jiang Qianxun's room until now, Chen Zheng, who had not slept all night, felt more confident.
He looked directly at the man in front of him with cold eyes and began to question him as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Mr. Xing, what do you think of Xun? You made her a single mother at the age of 20... and you didn't mention marriage at all. Now, she just wants to give birth to the child and raise him to adulthood, and you come to stay here in the middle of the night! Is she a worthless object that a powerful person like you can summon and dismiss at will?"
Facing Chen Zheng's questioning, Xing Mingyu didn't even raise his eyelids. He lowered his head, flicked out a cigarette with his long fingers, and lit it with a lighter.
He took a breath indifferently, and as the bluish-white smoke slowly swirled around, he looked towards Chen Zheng with cold eyes, still without saying a word.
But Chen Zheng was still shocked by such a cold look, and realized belatedly that he had dared to question this man face to face.
He felt a little frightened, and even the tone of his question changed unconsciously.
"If you don't treat Xun as an object and you really like her, why don't you give her a name? Be with her openly and honestly?"
Chen Zheng deliberately emphasized the four words "open and aboveboard".
Because he knew that in a family like the Xing family, most of their descendants would marry noble ladies from prominent families.
Although the Jiang family is a wealthy family, it is just an ordinary small wealthy family. If the Xing family was willing to let Jiang Qianxun marry into the family, they would not let her be a single mother from the beginning.
Even though he knew that this man had come to Jiang's house for dinner four days ago and knew that he stayed overnight.
But this can only mean that this mature man is playing with a young girl who is just 20 years old...
Even if we take a step back and say, as Meng Zixi said, Jiang Qianxun might already like Xing Mingyu, but so what?
As long as Jiang Qianxun cannot enter the Xing family, this will be an insurmountable gap between the two, and he still has a chance to get Jiang Qianxun.
Live an ordinary life.
Enjoy the happiness of ordinary people.
It turns out that there are intrigues among those wealthy families.
He will be faithful to her and only love Qianxun for his whole life.
But these are the most basic things...how could a man like Xing Mingyu possibly do them?
When Xing Mingyu meets a man like this, there are many beautiful women around him. Can he withstand the temptation of those women?
Jiang Qianxun is twenty years old now, which is new to this man.
But what about twenty years later?
What about thirty years from now?
Men from powerful families have superior looks, and when they reach middle age, they will inevitably have many young peach blossoms coming to them.
Until then, Chihiro, what should you do?
This is why he dared to fight here even though he was extremely afraid of this man.
After listening to Chen Zheng quietly, Xing Mingyu exhaled the smoke from his mouth and walked down the stairs with a tall figure.
Even though he was not standing on the steps, the man, who was a head taller than Chen Zheng, still had a fierce aura.
The handsome face turned around, Xing Mingyu looked at Chen Zheng in front of him, thinking, it was obviously the child's mother who didn't give him a legitimate status.
But there was no need for him to explain such a private matter to an outsider.
However, he saw all of Chen Zheng's coveting of the little woman.
Xing Mingyu narrowed his dark eyes, and a sinister look flashed across his delicate face.
She pursed her thin lips and stared at the man in front of her with cold eyes. She asked, "What's going on between me and Qianxun? What does it have to do with Mr. Chen? In what capacity do you care about my woman and child? At best, if I give you face... as my brother-in-law?"
The word "brother-in-law" was like a sharp knife that pierced Chen Zheng's nerves, and his handsome face immediately turned cold.
I really want to say to him: So Mr. Xing likes to imagine so much that he imagines all the men around A Xun as his brothers? Unfortunately, he is not!
He doesn't like being called brother-in-law either!
The relationship between him and Jiang Qianxun was not the kind of brother and sister relationship that Meng Zixi thought.
No one knew that the moment he and Jiang Qianxun met for the first time, he had already decided on this girl, even though she was still very young at that time.
At that time, he and other friends including Sheng Zhiyu were taken to T City by kind-hearted people and sent to a private aristocratic school to make up for their junior high school studies and prepare for the high school entrance examination.
Because they are students sent there by kind-hearted people, and they come from poor backgrounds, they are naturally incompatible with the students in aristocratic schools. The cost is secondary. When facing those classmates who are born with superior backgrounds, what they lack most is self-confidence, and what is most obvious is inferiority complex.
So, less than two months after entering school, when all the classmates knew the backgrounds of this group of transfer students, the bullying began.
When he wanted to sit down, the school bully behind him deliberately hooked the stool away with his foot, causing him to fall flat on his face. However, the bully denied it.
When changing seats, they asked him to apply for a high seat according to his status and sit in the corner...
He could tolerate all these because he didn't want to cause trouble to his sponsors and lose the opportunity to study.
But the more he endured, the more he encouraged the school bully!
The worst incident was when he failed to get his test paper back from the school bully. After he informed the teacher, he got it back. But they also took him to the sports equipment room after class and tied him up, trying to tie him up with red-hot wire...
Just when he was in despair, the door of the equipment room was kicked open, and his classmate Jiang Qianxun rushed in with several teachers. He would never forget the girl standing at the door, bathed in the morning light, who came over and stretched out her hand to him who was in a mess.
He could never forget that when they were in their senior year of high school in the UK, Jiang Qianxun was dragged away by a white person who despised Chinese people. When he arrived in time to rescue her, she hugged him and cried, asking him not to leave her.
He felt that there were many possibilities between him and Jiang Qianxun, not what they imagined!
But! But... Jiang Qianxun could date Qin Chuan and have a child with Xing Mingyu, whom she had known for less than a few months, but she only called him "Brother Zheng".
The three words "brother-in-law" were like the sharpest bullet. He wanted to join the war with all his heart, but was hit by it and forced to be defeated.
Seeing Chen Zheng’s pale face and silent words, Xing Mingyu smiled coldly, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and straightened the stiff collar on his neck that was wrinkled by the little woman.
"I hope Mr. Chen can recognize his own identity in the future just like he does now!"
After saying that, Xing Mingyu walked out of the Jiang family villa with his long legs, greeted by Uncle Song.
He lifted his legs and got into the extended Lincoln parked outside.
Outside the house, the two men were on the verge of a tense situation, and it ended with Chen Zheng walking back to his room from the villa door with a cold face.
At this time, on the second floor, Jiang Qianxun was sleeping peacefully.
Even in her dreams, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and no one knew what she was dreaming about.
When she woke up from her sweet dream, she was awakened by the sound of Tietou outside the balcony.
"Good boy! Good boy! Good boy!"
Jiang Qianxun rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat up feeling relaxed, and looked at Tietou who had changed his lines again.
She saw it standing on the balcony outside, flapping its colorful wings and looking at her with its little head tilted.
Although she was woken up by the noise, Jiang Qianxun was not very focused and did not pay attention to what Tietou said. Instead, she felt a little hungry, so she reached out and took out the phone under the pillow and opened it.
It's almost seven-thirty in the morning.
Turning her head and glancing at the bed, the man who had kissed her all night last night was nowhere to be seen. He must have left and gone to work at the company early in the morning.
Thinking of the scenes last night when she was woken up by a man's kiss several times after falling asleep, Jiang Qianxun felt the soreness and numbness of his tongue ravaging her lips, and her body couldn't help but feel hot.
I thought to myself, this man is really energetic. He didn’t sleep much all night, but he was still able to get up and leave early in the morning!
Ordinary people simply don't have this kind of energy.
As for her, although she woke up several times, the man fed her the midnight snack last night, so she didn't go hungry in the middle of the night and her sleep quality was pretty good.
Jiang Qianxun felt even better when she thought about meeting Jian Shulin today.
At the same time, I was a little nervous.
After all, he is an idol!
Jiang Qianxun stood up and put on the fluffy shoes and coat that the man had neatly arranged for her. She went to wash up first, then went downstairs to drink half a cup of warm milk, and then came back up to pick out the clothes that she had not chosen yesterday.
It's cold outside today, so she picked a high-necked black tight-fitting sweater, which is elastic and comfortable to wear. She paired it with black tights that are fleece-lined and thickened. The special design at the belly fits the bulging belly, which is very suitable for pregnant women and makes her legs look thinner.
She paired it with a white super loose mid-length jacket that just covered her pregnant belly.
One tight, one loose, one black, one white. The fluffy animal fur on the collar not only concealed the traces left by the man, but also made her face look whiter and smaller.
Aunt Lan knew that she was going out to meet her idol today, so she came up to help her pack and asked her to take her small bag.
Seeing her bending over in front of the mirror to put on her snow boots, I hurried forward to help her.
"Miss, let me help you."
Aunt Lan bent down and helped her put on the brown snow boots. Knowing that she wanted to tie her hair into a bun, she helped her comb it. When the outfit was done, Aunt Lan looked at her daughter in the mirror and felt like her daughter had grown up.
"Miss, this outfit looks really nice. The color combination is simple and it covers your belly. Paired with these snow boots and the bun, if you don't know me, you would think you are still a high school student."
Such a young girl was actually taken away by Mr. Xing. Aunt Lan didn't know what others thought, but she felt that her daughter had suffered a great loss and Mr. Xing had made a great profit!
Jiang Qianxun looked at Aunt Lan in the mirror and burst out laughing: "It's not that exaggerated. If you look carefully, you can still see my pregnant belly. By the way, Aunt Lan, you should prepare a bigger bag. My idol wants to give me a book and an autograph."
She must treasure the things given by her idol and cannot let them get dirty in the slightest.
"Yes!" Aunt Lan came back to her senses from the beauty of her daughter and stood up to help clean up. Cell phones, small tissues, power banks and the like were indispensable. The eldest daughter loved cleanliness, so some wet tissues were also required.
The wet wipes were placed in the drawer of the small table next to the bed. When Aunt Lan went to clean it up, she saw a yellow and orange crystal chandelier on the table and she frowned.
"Miss, what is this?"
She had lived in the Jiang family all her life, so she would know if there was an extra needle in the house, let alone in her daughter's room. Aunt Lan had never seen such a thing before, so she couldn't help but ask more questions.
Jiang Qianxun was putting on gloves in front of the mirror. She turned around and saw Auntie Lan's actions. She smiled and said, "This is what Xiaoxiao gave me. It's called a crystal salt lamp. It can not only provide lighting, but also purify the air. I brought it back a few days ago. I kept leaving it in the car and forgot to take it down. I just put it up last night."
"Huang Xiaoxiao? The department employee who accompanied you shopping and watching a movie last time and who even blocked the tea for you at the end?" Aunt Lan paused while taking the wet tissue.
"Yes. Aunt Lan, is there any problem?" Jiang Qianxun was in a good mood and asked.
Auntie Lan wants to say that you should be more careful with things given by outsiders, especially those placed in the bedroom. Nowadays, even hotels have eavesdropping devices. I am afraid...
But thinking of the time when Huang Xiaoxiao blocked tea for her daughter, Aunt Lan didn't want to speculate about others casually, which would be bad for anyone, so she had to hold back her thoughts: "It's okay, I'll just ask, Miss, I'll go downstairs and get you a thermos cup."
Jiang Qianxun put on her gloves and took the bag from Aunt Lan. "No, I'll go down with you. My idol wants to have morning tea with me, so I have to be there early. It's very rude to be late for his first date."