I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

Jane Qiaoxin frowned: "What are you waiting for me?"

Qiu Jian rushed up, trying to hold Jane Qiao's new hand, but was slapped away before touching someone.

Yan Gan stood in front of him, and he squinted his eyes: "Don't touch him."

Qiu Jian was taken aback, as if only to realize that Yan Gan was here, he shouted in a loud voice: "Why do you stop me from seeing Xiaoxin? What qualifications do you have, who are you?"

Jane Qiaoxin sighed faintly, he poked his head out: "Qiu Jian, Mr. Yan and I came to sweep the grave together, don't you want to make trouble in front of my family?"

"Grave sweep..."

"Are you coming to sweep the grave with him?"

Qiu Jian stepped back and pointed at Yan Qian incredulously: "Why did you follow him, Xiaoxin, he is very dangerous!"

Jane Qiaoxin frowned: "It's not your turn to take care of my business."

"You..." Qiu Jian had no idea that Jian Qiaoxin would protect Yan Qian. He looked at Jian Qiaoxin's body carefully, and finally sneered: "You really are pregnant with his child?"

"Wenyuan told me before that I still don't believe it."

"How can you give him a baby? How long have we been together, how long has he known you?"

Jane Qiaoxin lowered his head. He grabbed Yan Qian's clothes and repeated: "It's none of your business, it's my personal freedom."

Qiu Jian couldn't believe it. In his heart, Jane Qiaoxin has always been a very simple, very gentle and beautiful existence. He will coax and take care of himself.

He is pure and conservative, but this is also the lovely part.

I have been in love for so many years. From college to work together in the past two years, although he has thoughts, he has never forced Jane Qiaoxin, but who knows that in such a short time, Jane Qiaoxin even connects to other men. Are there any kids?

Qiu Jian staggered and was shocked: "Xiaoxin, you weren't like this before, it must be Yan Gan who forced you, you must have difficulties!"

Jane Qiaoxin didn't know what to say.

If before, he also felt that he did have difficulties. After all, accidental pregnancy, or with someone he didn’t love, would be a bit difficult for anyone to accept for a while, but now he can’t say the two words of suffering. Come.

Before he had time to think about what to say, Yan Gan spoke. He chuckled, "It's really a benevolent person who sees his benevolence, the wise person sees his wisdom, and his mind is dirty. Whoever is forced?"

Qiu Jian's face turned white, and he looked at Yan Gan with hatred: "Did I make a mistake? Who would like you like you? You are **** and violent, you are cruel and unkind, you control extremes, and you don't know how to love. If you don't know how to care about people, no one will like you at all!"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows non-committal, summing up in place.

On the contrary, Jane Qiaoxin on the side was a little angry: "Qiu Jian, you have enough. What qualifications do you have to criticize Mr. Yan? He will at least accompany me to visit the grave. How about you? Last year, the year before the New Year, when did you not come home? I came here alone, where were you at that time?"

"You said Mr. Yan doesn't care about people, at least he does better than you!"

A guilty conscience flashed across Qiu Jian's face, and he took a deep breath: "Xiaoxin, but I also have difficulties. Who will not go home for the New Year? If I don't go back, my family will definitely say, why were you then? If you don’t go back with me, you don’t think of my house as your own, right?"

Jane Qiaoxin was silent.

Yan Qian glanced at him sideways, and at one moment he felt the same as Qiu Jian. Jian Qiaoxin, a child who looked soft and peaceful, was actually a cold-hearted person. He shrank himself into a snail shell, touched and moved. , Without a complete sense of security, it will not come out, and if there is any movement, it will be scared to retract.

It seems affectionate, but in fact it is affectionate, no one loves it.

Qiu Jian tentatively stepped forward: "Xiaoxin, can you forgive me, I don't care if you are pregnant with someone else's child, I will take care of you."

Jian Qiaoxin took a step back and hid behind Yan Qian.

Just as Qiu Jian was about to approach, Yan Gan kicked the person away, his face was cold, with a cold meaning: "Get out."

Qiu Jian fell to the ground, the stone slab in front of the tombstone was very hard, his hand almost scratched the skin, but he still looked at Jian Qiaoxin persistently.

Jian Qiaoxin said softly: "Qiu Jian, you can go."

The winter wind was whistling and freezing, and scattered snowflakes fluttered between the sky and the earth in the sky.

Qiu Jian sat up, his handsome face was now as thin as bones. Looking at Jane Qiaoxin, his eyes were sad and full of sorrow. He pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Xiaoxin, you have troubles, right? "

Jane Qiaoxin's eyes blushed inexplicably, and he took a deep breath: "I don't have one."

Snow fell gently on people's shoulders, and the tips of their hair were gentle and intricate, but the few people in front of the tomb had different minds.

Jane Qiaoxin looked directly into Qiu Jian's eyes, with some relief, as if he was sentenced to him: "We missed it."

Qiu Jian shook his whole body and clenched his fists. He wanted to pounce again, but was thrown away by Yan Gan again.

Yan Qian glanced sideways at Jane Qiaoxin who was crying. He was in a very bad mood. He stepped forward and squatted down in front of Qiu Jian: "For those who are celebrating the New Year, I don’t want to see blood. Let me give you a chance. Get out in ten seconds. My sight."

Qiu Jian looked at him in surprise: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Yan Qian had an elegant smile on his face, but the smile was frosty: "Is it because no one has troubled you since then, giving you the illusion that I am very tolerant?"

Qiu Jian was speechless.

Yan Gan deliberately lowered his voice to make sure that Jian Qiaoxin could not hear him. He leaned slightly and said in Qiu Jian's ear: "After all, you were his past. Xiaoxin is soft-hearted. I'm afraid to scare him. Otherwise, you There is no chance to stand here properly."

Qiu Jian's eyes widened and looked at Yan Qian in disbelief.

Yan Gan smiled at the corners of his mouth: "I'm all grown-ups. I've been talking and doing things. Don't covet other people's things anymore. It's easy to get into trouble."

The cold wind howled, Qiu Jian felt the bone-chilling cold, and at this moment, he understood the importance of royal power and wealth.

Yan Gan calmed down after speaking, and counted slowly: "Ten, nine, eight..."

Qiu Jian was taken aback: "You, do you really dare?"

"Five, four, three..."

Ten seconds have not been counted yet. The man who had just been half-sitting on the ground had already got up in a hurry, and ran down the mountain without looking back, moving as fast as a scourge followed.

Jane Qiaoxin stood there, unable to say what she felt in her heart.

Yan Gan got up and pulled him to the tombstone: "For those who celebrate the New Year, let the elders read the jokes."

Jane Qiaoxin walked to his father's tombstone. There was a photo on the top of the tombstone. The man in the photo had a seven-point look with his own eyebrows. He smiled with curving apricot eyes, bright like spring.

He knelt down and stared at the tombstone.

Yan Gan stood beside him, his body like a strong harbor, just to block the wind and rain for Jane Qiaoxin.

Jane Qiaoxin said softly: "Dad, I'm coming to see you."

The snow on the mountain was fluttering, and Jane Qiaoxin sat silently in front of the tombstone, thinking about all the things this year in a mess, with mixed flavors in his mind.

Yan Gan arranged neatly next to him the fruits that he had brought up from the bottom of the mountain, and Jane Qiaoxin sneezed in the cold wind.

Yan Qian looked sideways: "Is it cold?"

Jane Qiaoxin shook his head: "Probably the wind was a bit cold just now."

Yan Gan saw that his delicate and fair face was flushed with cold, he took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it in Jane Qiaoxin: "Just stay a while, don't freeze."

Jane Qiaoxin smiled.

Seeing his red eyes, Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Don't cry, otherwise the elders will see him, thinking that his uncle is not good to you."

Jane Qiaoxin curled her lips, but there was a smile in her eyes: "Does Mr. Yan believe in ghosts and gods?"

Yan Gan is noncommittal: "If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you won't have it."

"I hope so too." Jane Qiaoxin leaned on him and looked at the tombstone in front of him, and he whispered softly: "This way my father can stay with his father for a long time."

Yan Gan said: "They are very affectionate."

Jane Qiaoxin nodded: "Yes, all my longing for love comes from my father's love for his father."

Yan Qian looked at him sideways. The nose of the person beside him was red with cold, but his eyes were bright and bright. It turned out that when a person talks about something he yearns for, his eyes are really bright.

Jane Qiao saw him looking at herself and hesitated: "Did I say something wrong?"

Yan Gan shook his head.

Jane Qiaoxin remembered Yan Gan's words when she talked to herself about marriage, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit emotional. Maybe the man beside her had no longing for love.

In fact, after breaking up, he always thinks that he and Qiu Jian are not in harmony with each other, so the breakup is inevitable. Now that he thinks about it, he and Yan Qian may not be in harmony. Therefore, their ending may only be parting ways.

Part ways.

Jane Qiaoxin smiled when she looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky.

Yan Gan squeezed his face: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Jane Qiaoxin put away his feelings of resentment and said: "I just feel that it really takes a lot of luck and courage to meet a long-term person who is suitable for the three views in a lifetime."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Do you think so?"

Jane Qiaoxin was a little surprised: "Isn't it?"

"No." Yan Gan helped him up, not letting him kneel on the ground for a long time: "There is never a person in this world who has exactly the same three views. Everything needs to be adjusted to match. It's human, understand."

Man-made

Jian Qiaoxin thought for a while, smiled slightly, he squeezed Yan Gan's hand tightly: "Understood."

In the twelfth lunar winter, Yan Qian didn’t let him stay on the mountain. It didn’t take long for the two to go down the mountain together. Originally, they were going back today, but it was snowing and the sky was freezing. It was really unsafe. Yan Qian didn’t want to. Let Jane Qiaoxin take the risk and arrange to return to City A tomorrow.

Later, Jane Qiaoxin looked through some old things in his parents' room.

He turned out an old box, which was the love letter his father wrote to his father that year. It was neat and tidy. There were probably more than one box. They were all neatly put together. Even though the years changed, there was no wrinkle.

Yan Gan leaned on the door: "It's not good to peek at someone's love letter."

Jane Qiaoxin took the envelope and glared at him: "I am looking at it openly."

Yan Gannoo looked at him in surprise, making Jane Qiaoxin really embarrassed. He simply put down the envelope and tried to divert the subject.

Jane Qiaoxin said: "Mr. Yan, have you written a love letter to anyone?"

Yan Gan pulled a chair and sat down: "I have received more."

"Have you received a love letter?!"

Yan Gan stretched out his hand and squeezed his face punitively: "Pay attention to your words, why, I can't receive it?"

Jane Qiaoxin dodged: "I didn't expect it."

It may be that the atmosphere is very good, and Jane Qiao's new nest in the rocking chair suddenly became interested: "Then you must have a lot of people chasing it, have you promised?"

Yan Gan lazily said, "Yeah."

"..."

The smile on Jane Qiao's new face faded, and he was full of sourness: "Boys or girls, must be very beautiful, right?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smirk: "I answered your previous question."

Jane Qiao stalked, and later realized that he was being tricked. Yan Gan, the villain, was bullying again. He glared again: "Who makes you not clear."

Yan Gan was noncommittal.

Jane Qiaoxin looked at the envelope in the box under her feet, holding Shui Muzi in her arms and said: "In fact, these love letters were not written by his father when he pursued his father."

"There are also some letters from my father that they had quarreled with. If my father doesn't forgive him, he will keep writing and write a lot."

Yan Gan said: "A clumsy way of apologizing."

Jane Qiaoxin snorted: "This is an expression of love."

Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand, so he looked at him in his spare time: "That's OK, next time you make trouble with me, uncle will write for you too?"

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin opened her eyes with a guilty conscience: "I don't want it."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Forget it."

"..."

Yan **** you pig.

The two chatted for a while, and Jane Qiaoxin was very tired when climbing the mountain today. At this moment, she was talking on the rocking chair and fell asleep.

Yan Gan sighed helplessly, and slammed the person sideways in the past.

Passing through the living room from here is the bedroom. Put the person on the bed and cover the quilt. Yan Qian took the quilt by the hand while passing by Jane Qiao’s new belly.

There was a slight movement through the palm of his hand, very light, but he felt it.

The man's movements trembled, and the confused Jane Qiaoxin woke up. He opened his eyes, looked at Yan Gan, and muttered: "What's the matter?"

Yan Gan said, "He moved."

Jane Qiaoxin rubbed his eyes: "Oh, it moved."

"He really moved." Yan Qian bent over slightly, his face almost sticking to Jane Qiaoxin's body: "Just now."

Jane Qiaoxin was taken aback, not even the sleepiness, he felt Yan Gan's real joy, it turned out that the all-powerful Ba Zong would also be excited because of being kicked by a child.

Jane Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "Do you want to touch it?"

Yan Gan hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on Jane Qiaoxin's stomach. The cub in his stomach seemed to feel his father's approach, and kicked it again in a face-saving way.

Yan Gan smiled.

Jane Qiaoxin said: "You can adjust your skin. When I was a kid, I was not so dishonest."

Yan Gan wasn't ashamed at all: "That's probably just follow me."

? ? ?

Why can you be so arrogant?

After a while, the cubs stopped making trouble, Yan Gan took off his jacket and went to bed. Jane Qiaoxin was sleepy, and when the bed was warmer, he squeezed to sleep in front of Yan Gan.

He was about to fall asleep, feeling dazedly that someone was holding his waist, and sighed softly: "Thank you."

the next day

After washing up in the morning, the car at the entrance of the village was already waiting.

Like most people who go home, Jane Qiaoxin walks like this, but she can't finish carrying large and small bags. Zhang took the bacon and stuffed it into the trunk, and said: "This is different from the city. It is marinated at home. It's delicious and nutritious, and this egg, from my own chicken..."

Jane Qiaoxin couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Thank you."

If it weren't for Yan Gan to stop it in time, with Zhang's posture, it is very likely that the old hen would be stuffed in again, with the intention of persuading to go back and make the soup and drink it, which is nutritious.

Before leaving, Zhang gave him Jane Qiao's newly embroidered handkerchief and told him, "Be bold."

Jane Qiaoxin stared at the veil in his hand. He sat back in the car, put the veil in his pocket, and wondered when it would be better to give it to Yan.

He would be embarrassed if it were delivered directly.

The car drove from Xiaolu and slowly entered the avenue. The avenue was very stable. Yan Gan sat watching the emergency documents piled up in the past two days, while Jane Qiaoxin was chatting with his friends.

Yan Gan said, "The driver will take you back in a while. Uncle has something to do. Come back at night. If it's late, don't wait for me to eat."

Jane Qiaoxin nodded: "I see."

"Besides……"

Jane Qiaoxin looked at him quietly, curious: "What else?"

Yan Gan paused while holding the pen, he looked sideways: "Do you want to visit Yan's house?"

"..."

The car quieted down. There was nothing leftover except for the sound of road driving. The two people looked at each other. Yan Gan sat lazily and patiently.

Jane Qiaoxin's hand holding the phone tightly: "The Yan family?"

"This house." Yan Gan rarely explained to others: "The house we live in is my private house outside. This house is the real Yan family. I am the owner of the house. I usually live there."

Jane Qiaoxin picked up the key points and asked: "Will you meet other people?"

Yan Gan nodded: "Yes, the Yan family can be regarded as a large courtyard. Although I am the head of the family, I still have two older brothers and some dispensable people."

Jane Qiaoxin hesitated.

Yan Gan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Just ask, don't go if you don't want to go, the place is very messy, you don't want to go."

Jane Qiao thought about it for a while. Yan Gan has always done things to follow. He asked himself whether he wanted to go there must be a reason, otherwise he would not ask at all, but he didn't know what the reason was.

He said: "Can you tell me the reason?"

Yan Gan looked at him sideways, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds. The man raised his eyebrows: "I really want to know?"

"Um."

Yan Gan closed the document and rubbed his eyebrows: "You are too eye-catching. There are too many people staring at you. Instead of hiding you, you can show them. They have seen you, no one can escape the relationship if something happens to you."

Jian Qiaoxin knew that Yan Gan would not make such a choice if he hadn't been really careful. He thought for a long time and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yan Gan did a good job in his spare time: "Aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"

Jane Qiaoxin snorted: "I'm not afraid. Your son is still in my stomach. Tiger poison doesn't eat seeds. That's what you said."

Yan Gan nodded in agreement: "We Xiaoxin are really smart."

"..."

Don't use me as a kid!

The driver went back to the house and sent Jane Qiaoxin back. When Jane Qiaoxin said goodbye to Yan Gan, he couldn't help but said a few words, so that Yan Gan remembered to eat, because Yan Gan’s character is easy if no one remembers it. Don't eat it.

Yan Gan said helplessly: "Go and go."

Jane Qiaoxin pinched his waist: "You don't want to perfuse me, okay?"

"..."

Yan Gan actually had a sense of being in charge for the first time. He gave a "tsk": "Uncle thinks that Secretary Li should be given to you."

Jane Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed, her ears were slowly dyed red: "I'm not."

Yan Gan smiled: "Then I will thank you for Secretary Li."

"..."

When Yan Gan's car left, Jane Qiaoxin went into the yard. Aunt Zhang had already received the call and was waiting at home. She was very excited when she saw Jane Qiaoxin and took his hand so affectionately.

Jane Qiaoxin said: "I brought some things back from the mountain. They were all made at home. You can see how to eat them when you come."

Aunt Zhang said that she knew it. She looked around Jian Qiaoxin again and said with a smile: "You are not at home, and Agan will not come back. You are back now. He should be back tonight."

Jane Qiaoxin thought that Yan Gan did come back with himself at night before, so he pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't make fun of me."

"I'm gratified." Aunt Zhang took Jian Qiaoxin upstairs: "If you are here, he knows he has a home."

Jane Qiaoxin listened to the mixed feelings in his heart, but after another thought, he would actually forget whether he had a home or not. He wandered in the rental house all the year round, with no branches to rely on. The house on the mountain was also empty and unattended. .

He insists on going back to the mountains every year to make himself feel that there is a family, a person is alive, and the most terrible thing is that there is no hope. What he thinks now is to give birth to the child, and then get a solid income in the entertainment industry.

There will always be a family, he will have it, and Yan Qian will have it too.

Three days later

Today is the New Year’s Eve. If it is in ordinary people's house, it may be a day for an ordinary family, but in Yan's house it is a day when a bunch of demons and ghosts meet.

Because he was going to Yan's house, Jian Qiao started to pick a suit, but Yan Qian stopped him.

Yan Gan leaned against the door: "If you don't wear a suit, you don't feel comfortable wearing it."

Jane Qiaoxin held the clothes hesitantly: "But there should be a lot of people today. If I don't wear formal clothes, will it be bad? People will say it's unruly."

"What are you afraid of." Yan Gan smiled: "I want to see who dares to say it."

Jane Qiao glared at him, and finally Yan Gan chose a moderate coat for him. This dress was also a formal tuxedo, but it was looser and more comfortable.

When she got on the bus, Jane Qiaoxin was already a little restless, and when she was preparing to debut, she was not so nervous.

Yan Gan looked at him with one hand on his chin, "What are you nervous about?"

Jane Qiaoxin is not stubborn this time. He hangs his head: "I'm afraid of embarrassing you."

Yan did a meal and sighed in his heart. He said quietly: "Stop."

The driver in front hurriedly picked up the roadside and stopped. The car gradually turned off, and the night around it became quiet. From time to time, fireworks ignited in the air, which was very bright and beautiful.

Yan Gan faced him and ordered in a deep voice: "Xiaoxin, look at me."

Jane Qiaoxin raised her head and met Yan Gan's deep eyes. Those eyes seemed to have magical powers, soothing Jane Qiaoxin's agitated soul.

Yan Qian bent down slightly and dropped a kiss on the youth's fair and smooth forehead: "Don't be afraid, there is an uncle here, I will definitely not let people bully you."