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

Chapter 220 Wife...Husband...

At the stairs, Jiang Qianxun didn't know that Xing Mingyu hadn't had dinner.

When he said he had eaten it, she believed him and finally felt relieved.

"That's good."

Xing Mingyu did not miss the fleeting concern in her expression.

The man's heart moved, and when he reacted, he had already taken a step up the stairs, getting closer to her on the stairs, so close that he could smell the jasmine scent on her body.

He just stood there with a dignified and stern look, looking at the little woman in front of him with mysterious eyes.

"What...what's wrong?" She was already feeling uncomfortable being stared at by a man, and now, the man was getting closer to her, his eyes scanning her face inch by inch. Jiang Qianxun felt her whole body starting to get hot again, so hot that she couldn't help but reach out and touch her face.

"Is there something on my face? Looking at me like that?" she asked.

Seeing the little woman's face gradually turning red, Xing Mingyu stared at the little woman who was standing two steps higher in front of him so that she was looking at him at eye level. When he opened his mouth, his calm voice was already a little hoarse.

"No. But you look like..."

"Like what?" Jiang Qianxun couldn't help but ask.

Because she was not taken seriously when she was a child, Jiang Qianxun has long been accustomed to not caring about other people's opinions.

But somehow, at this moment, she suddenly wanted to know what she looked like in Xing Mingyu's eyes.

Seeing the little woman asking the question seriously, Xing Mingyu couldn't help but stretched out his big hand, which was getting warmer, and took her little hand and held it in his palm.

"It's like a pregnant wife at home caring for her husband who has just returned from a busy day outside."

Wife...Husband...

After Jiang Qianxun digested the man's words, her face suddenly turned red.

This man is always like this, wearing the most formal attire and saying the most blushing and heart-pounding words.

Especially when your hand is held by him, the warmth of the man is transmitted from his fingertips, which can easily make your heart beat faster.

But she only blushed for a dozen seconds. She didn't know if it was because she blushed so many times in the past two days that she became immune to it, or if it was because her own experiences had taught her to be calm and controlled and to stay sober at all times.

Even though she was almost addicted to the arousal of this man, on the surface, she quickly calmed down and tried to pull her small hand out of his palm.

Even if... I can't pull myself away.

She still refuted: "How could it be..."

This is obviously normal courtesy and concern.

She added inwardly.

Xing Mingyu did not refute her, nor was he willing to let her pull away that warm, soft hand. He just held it in his palm, his dark eyes fixed on hers. He really enjoyed the affection in her eyes. He was shy and tried to remain calm on the surface, but his heartbeat betrayed his entanglement.

The whole courtyard was very quiet. For a moment, the only sounds around were the heartbeats and breathing of the two people.

The two of them stood at the stairs holding hands and looking at each other. The man was calm and dignified, and the woman was exquisite and beautiful. Even the servants who were busy in the yard couldn't help but take a few more glances at them. At the same time, they were embarrassed to disturb them, so they tactfully moved away.

In the end, Xing Mingyu felt that if he didn't let go of the little woman's hand, she would run away shyly, so he let her hand take it out of his palm.

Although... he couldn't bear to let her go at all.

I can't bear to be separated from her.

But as the trip was imminent, he thought about it and decided to say what he had been holding back for a day, and change the subject at the same time to prevent the little woman from being teased away by him.

"I'm leaving for Switzerland on a business trip tomorrow morning. It'll probably take about ten days. So you can go on your own first, ok? I'll go upstairs and get my stuff."

As he said that, the man wanted to lift his legs and go upstairs.

He...is leaving tomorrow?

Thinking that she would not be able to see him from tomorrow on, Jiang Qianxun didn't know why, but she actually began to... feel reluctant to let him go.

But she didn't show it, just said something uncontrollably.

"So, have you packed your luggage?"

Xing Mingyu originally wanted to say no, and that he didn’t need to worry about it, as the assistant would take care of everything.

But when the words came to my lips, my emotions couldn't help but change.

"No, I was just about to go up and clean up."

In the living room downstairs, Assistant Zhou, who was about to go out for dinner, caught up with Song Ma and heard: "..."

Ah, yes, yes! He was arranged to go back to the courtyard and be a guest of the courtyard!

Upstairs, Xing Mingyu had no idea what Assistant Zhou was complaining about. When he saw that the little woman didn't say anything after she finished speaking, he asked.

"You want to help?"

The man had spoken, and Jiang Qianxun couldn't refuse.

"Ah."

As she spoke, she made way for the man and followed his footsteps into the man's room next to hers.

The servants in the whole courtyard were very efficient. Yesterday, this was an unoccupied guest room, but because the owner wanted to move in, today it became a brand new bedroom with everything you need.

Jiang Qianxun followed the man into the room and saw that the furnishings inside were the same as the man's usual style, simple yet stylish.

She couldn't help but sigh.

This man, really, is always the same wherever he goes.

Observing the gap in the room, Xing Mingyu had already entered the room, put the phone on the desk, then took her to the cloakroom and took out a brand new black suitcase from the cabinet.

After opening it, he stood in front of the wardrobe and picked out clothes.

Obviously, he was a person in a high position, and he could have asked the servants to do such a small thing as picking clothes, but this man did it himself, and there was no sense of incongruity.

Under the light in the cloakroom, the man's clean and sharp short hair made his handsome face look even more three-dimensional.

He stood tall in front of the wardrobe, choosing carefully, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Then he reached out and took out a black shirt, folded it neatly and put it in the box. Outside, the man's cell phone rang.

After hearing this, Jiang Qianxun came back to his senses and gently pulled the suitcase towards himself.

"Go ahead and do your work. I'll help you sort it out."

Xing Mingyu glanced at the wardrobe with deep eyes, his color deepened, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, please."

After saying that, Xing Mingyu turned around and went to the desk outside to answer the phone and work, leaving the little woman alone in the cloakroom to tidy up.

In front of the wardrobe, after the fierce and powerful aura around her disappeared, Jiang Qianxun finally breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on packing the man's luggage.

However, when she looked at the closet full of men's clothes, she felt a little headache again.

The job fell to herself, but she was actually a novice. Usually, her luggage was either packed by Aunt Lan or she only packed it for herself. She had never packed it for others.

Now that she suddenly had to clean up for this noble man, she realized that she didn't know how to do it and she was a little nervous.

After all, this man was not going on a trip or anything else, he was going to discuss business. Time was more important to him than money. If she packed something missing or the clothes she picked were not appropriate, affecting his image or something, that would be inappropriate.

But she had already agreed, so she couldn't give up halfway.

She stood in front of the closet, thought about it, and decided to ask the man about his job first.

"Xing Mingyu." She called him.

After she shouted, she realized that the man outside was talking on the phone, and she was embarrassed for a moment.

It was over. She seemed to have disturbed him at work.

At a desk not far from the cloakroom, Xing Mingyu was talking to a guest on the phone in English. When he heard the little woman's voice, he turned around and took in the embarrassment in her eyes.

The man's usually cold eyes suddenly became gentle, trying to comfort her.

"I'm here."

Seeing the rare smile in his eyes, Jiang Qianxun was stunned for a moment, and the embarrassment in her heart miraculously disappeared.

Ask your own questions naturally.

"You are going on a business trip tomorrow. Are you going to discuss business or attend a forum? It will be easier for me to choose clothes."

“It’s an international forum.”

Jiang Qianxun understood, smiled at him, and made an OK gesture, trying her best to avoid affecting his work.

Xing Mingyu engraved this smile into his heart and turned around to continue chatting with the person on the other end of the phone.

On this side, Jiang Qianxun found the answer and began to choose purposefully.

She was so focused that she didn't notice the man outside was still talking on the phone. She didn't know what the other person said on the other end of the phone. The man smiled and replied, "My wife."

She also didn't notice that when Xing Mingyu said this, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Qianxun looked at the wardrobe for a long time. She decided to use her limited experience and pick out clothes to wear outside first.

Shirts and suits are standard equipment for men. She looked at the closet full of suits and trousers, and thought about the number of days he would be away, so she put in five sets of underwear, shirts, and trousers.

A man who is high and mighty probably doesn't like to wear the same clothes repeatedly, so five sets of clothes should be enough for him to change into.

She put three coats.

Now that you have a suit, you can’t miss a tie.

She picked out five ties of matching colors according to the suits she had placed.

After outerwear, the next step is daily necessities.

Toothpaste, toothbrush, towel, mouthwash and the like need to be changed and washed on a daily basis at home, and spare ones are kept in the drawer of the bathroom.

She got a brand new set.

As for mouthwash, she chose mint flavor.

She remembered that he used this flavor in the Xing family's top floor lounge.

A razor is also a must.

Finally, there is the close-fitting underwear.

She opened the underwear storage drawer in the cloakroom and found that it was full of new underwear, each one neatly arranged.

It's a man's habit.

However, when Jiang Qianxun saw that these pants were of moderate size but had that...oversized bulge on them, his brain suddenly jumped and he thought of something.

She had been concentrating on her work, but her thoughts suddenly wandered and her face was covered with a thin layer of heat.

She suddenly didn't even have the courage to reach out and take it.

She originally agreed to help him clean up because she was afraid that he would be tired, but now she felt a little regretful.

I shouldn't have helped him clean up, because it would be really embarrassing to have to clean up clothes like this!

Jiang Qianxun just looked at the men's underwear in the drawer and was stunned for a moment.

At the desk outside, Xing Mingyu had just finished a phone call. He turned around and saw Jiang Qianxun looking at a large drawer with her ears so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

Although he only stayed in this room for one night, the drawers in the closet usually contained two things: either socks or underwear.

Xing Mingyu understood and paused in his action of coming in to help. He put his phone on the desk, sat down, leaned back in the leather chair, crossed his legs, and locked his black eyes on the delicate profile of the little woman, admiring her changing expressions.

At the cloakroom end.

Jiang Qianxun's thoughts were completely out of control and she was still daydreaming until the heat on her face gradually faded away, and then she came to her senses.

Realizing belatedly that she had been thinking too much about a piece of underwear, she reached out and slapped her face.

Force yourself not to think too much. It's just an ordinary piece of clothing. Don't associate it with some indescribable things.

She was not allowed to let the recollection of something that gave her the feeling of being on the verge of death and then being reborn in an instant because of that kind of thing!

After patting his face to make sure he would stop having wild thoughts, Jiang Qianxun reached out, picked up the rolled-up underwear and picked out the style.