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

Chapter 150 The Owner of This Room

"Yes!" Uncle Song did not dare to delay and called Lao Jiang again in front of Xing Mingyu to find out the situation.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't turn on the speakerphone, for fear that Lao Jiang would say something he shouldn't and freeze to death in his cold aura.

Two minutes later, Uncle Song hung up the phone and answered truthfully.

"Sir, I have made it clear that Director An's partners returned to China for development. Director An has a good relationship with them, so he let them live in the Jiang family villa."

After hearing this, the man's eyes were still full of gloom.

Uncle Song naturally knew what he wanted to hear and continued.

"There were seven people in total, three women and four men. They called Director An the boss. They couldn't even call him by his name, Old Jiang. But I asked about the man who was walking with Director An. His name was Chen Zheng. He was two years older than Director An. I heard that Director An called him Brother Zheng."

The man listened quietly, took the palladium lighter on the table with his big hand, opened and closed it again and again, with a hint of indifference on his handsome face.

Uncle Song knew his temper well. Seeing this, he sighed and added.

"I'll arrange for someone to investigate it. It's too late. Sir, please go to bed first."

The man hummed, indicating that he agreed with his approach.

After the study door was closed, the man put down his lighter with a snap. The veins on the back of his hand were still tense, and he could hear the scolding his mother had said in the afternoon.

"Zizzizi!"

He was lost in thought when suddenly the cell phone on the desk vibrated. He glanced over with a cold eye and saw the words "Ling Yue" jumping on it. His face turned even darker.

Without thinking, I hung up the call and blocked the number again.

Clubhouse.

Ling Yue’s call was hung up. He just said “fuck” and immediately called again.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call, please call again later."

Hearing this, Ling Yue's "fuck" sounded even more obvious: "Block me again! This time I'm really giving him advice! He has to go find his second sister-in-law!"

Xu Li shook the wine glass in his hand, with an expression that showed he was enjoying the fun.

"Don't you see what a rotten idea you came up with? Did you whet the appetite of Xing Erdiao's second wife? Look at what Xing Erdiao did? He's a gigolo! It would be strange if he didn't block you!"

Ling Yue was also troubled: "Who would have thought that my second sister-in-law is so charming? It's only been half a month and she already has a pretty boy following her."

"Nonsense, my second sister-in-law isn't very attractive, how come she was favored by Xing Er at once, breaking one of the bed legs, and still couldn't forget it afterwards."

Ling Yue: “…”

Can't refute.

"Then you should have reported this information to me earlier!"

Xu Li spread his hands and rolled his eyes at him: "God is my conscience, I called you and Xing Er before my sister-in-law even sat down in my restaurant, and it was you who didn't answer the phone. I can only say that you deserve to die!"

Ling Yue found his friend's expression of watching a show very irritating. He snatched the wine glass from his hand, with a bit of evil charm on his handsome face: "How about I tell Xing Er that it was your idea to keep the appetite in suspense?"

He didn't want to face Xing Er's wrath alone.

Xu Li gritted his teeth and said, "I admit that I'm not a human, but you are a real dog! Hey, hey, hey! You really sent a message! Give me your phone!"

......

Compared with Ling Yue and Xu Li, the two brothers in distress, the atmosphere on Jiang Qianxun's side is much better.

After walking around the garden with Chen Zheng for a few times and chatting about a lot of delicious food and interesting domestic stories, she was in a very good mood. Chen Zheng offered to take her back to her room, and she did not refuse.

"Okay, I just happen to have some project information to give you in advance."

He does have this ability.

Chen Zheng took two steps ahead of her and pushed open the door to the villa for her. He carefully reminded her to watch her step, with a gentle smile on his handsome face: "Give it to me? I think Zixi is more suitable than me. She is one of the world-famous female Chinese designers."

Jiang Qianxun entered the house and took him to the second floor: "Your ability is above Zixi, but you are not interested in fame. As long as you want, you will definitely be more famous than QUEEN. I will feel relieved if you lead the Huawen design team."

Chen Zheng smiled even more deeply after hearing this: "My pleasure."

As they were talking, they reached the second floor.

Jiang Qianxun pushed open the door, went in and took out the printed Huai County project materials.

Chen Zheng reached out to take it, and gave her a few more instructions. Turning around, he saw that the room opposite Jiang Qianxun was locked. Thinking of the flickering look in Aunt Lan's eyes when she introduced this room tonight, he paused and asked with a smile.

"Who lives in there? Why is he sleeping so early?"

Jiang Qianxun was stunned, and the smile on her face froze a little, but she quickly concealed it.

"It's a storage room. There are all these unimportant things in it. There are too many of them, but I couldn't bear to throw them away, so I locked it up."

Chen Zheng suddenly realized: "I thought someone went to bed so early. Then you should go to bed early. I will go back first."

After saying that, Chen Zheng took the information and left without waiting for her response.

Only when he stepped onto the first step of the third floor did he stop smiling.

Aunt Lan said it was a painting studio. When she was introducing it today, she accidentally opened the door and he clearly saw a pair of men's slippers inside.

But she said it was a storage room.

He suddenly became curious about the owner of this room.

The second floor.

After delivering the information to Chen Zheng, Jiang Qianxun was not able to rest in peace. Instead, her mind was confused because Chen Zheng mentioned the person living in the studio.

Especially after she finished washing up and went to bed, when the hustle and bustle of the day faded away, she closed her eyes and the figure of that person emerged in her mind, and she could not erase it.

He's been on a business trip for nineteen days. He should be back today.

But he still didn't show up.

"I didn't mean to not come back. You and the kids are here, and no man wants to get off work and go home on time more than I do."

Her mind flashed back to what he had said before, and she felt a strange, slight pain in her heart.

It was hard to explain, but she just felt uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that she couldn't help but clench her fists, and her eyes felt a little hot.

After the pain in her fingertips subsided, she suddenly felt like laughing again.

This whole thing about going home on time after get off work is all fake.

Is Jiang Wenyuan not ruthless enough to his mother and her? Or is he unable to see through Qin Chuan's bad behavior towards her?

How could she forget the virtues of a man?

And the conversation between the mother and son this morning...

Think about it, just because the father is not the biological child, the child is laughed at by classmates as a wild child, and thus becomes sensitive and inferior, and does not hesitate to find all kinds of reasons to avoid going to school and avoid the strange eyes of classmates...

If it were her child, she could imagine her child crying bitterly after being laughed at.

This is not the most deadly thing. The most deadly person is Xing Mingyu.

Judging from his attitude towards himself today, it is not difficult to imagine that there will be many days like this in the future. When the child is born and grows up, he will see his biological father ignoring his biological mother for whole months and ignoring everyone related to his mother. This kind of hurt will be ten or a hundred times more painful than that caused by outsiders.

This kind of pain was placed on her, but she didn't feel anything. She had long been accustomed to being ignored, whether it was Jiang Wenyuan, Qin Chuan, or now Xing Mingyu. They ignored her, and she could heal herself.

But what about the children? They are innocent. She doesn't want them to go through the same path she has taken and let being hurt become a habit.

She didn't want the slaps Jiang Wenyuan had given her to fall on her children. She didn't want the torture her stepmother Shen Lan had inflicted on her to be passed on to Xing Mingyu's wife and her children in the future...

Every possibility was like a sharp knife, stabbing her heart.

Jiang Qianxun placed her hands on her belly and let her eyes become moist, but she told herself clearly in her heart that she must not think about Xing Mingyu, not even for a moment. Even if the child was born in the future, she would try to reduce the child's contact with Xing Mingyu.

Because once people have greed, they may face loss.

But between people, sometimes meeting is just meeting, and more often there is no future.

When she and Xing Ming met, they obviously belong to the latter category.