The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Thank you, Master, Master, you are the best, and Grandma loves you the most." Xiaoli thanked her very happy.

Lan Jin received all the compliments from Xiaoli, and did not comment. The corner of Zhao's mouth twitched, feeling Xiaoli's words upside down.

"Young Master is the best, why don't you love him the most? Why do you bother with me." Qin Rouxue asked inexplicably, lowering her head to sniff the fragrance of roses.

"You are the young grandmother, the young master is yours, of course you love him, I don't dare to love him." Xiaoli said pretty serious.

Qin Rouxue planted her entire head into the bouquet, but Lan Jin, who was sitting beside her with sharp eyes, took away the bouquet she was holding, held her chin with her big hand, and asked, "Is it all right?"

Qin Rouxue blushed and shook her head. She was okay. She only felt ashamed. She always knew that Xiao Li was speaking directly. After hearing her words, she was still shocked.

Lan Jin smiled, he liked the sentence Xiaoli said, you are the young lady, and the young master is yours. Of course you love him. In response to this sentence, Lan Jin decided not to care about Xiaoli.

Xiao Li, who knew he had done something wrong, stepped to hide in the kitchen and never came out again. She was stopped by Lan Jin at the door. She thought that the young master was going to punish her, and walked to Lan Jin crying. Who knows, Lan Jinzhi He called her the bouquet in her hand and told her, "Take the flowers upstairs and find a vase to keep them."

The dark clouds in Xiaoli's heart dispersed, and went upstairs happily holding the bouquet.

With Xiaoli's appearance, and the unraveling of her heart knot, Lan Jin and Qin Rouxue's meal are particularly fragrant. For the next few days, Lan Jin will bring Qin Rouxue a bunch of flowers every day when she comes back, and then accompany her. Having dinner together, the little days were very moist.

That afternoon, Qin Rouxue slipped out of the manor for the first time, with Xiao Li's instigation and without telling Uncle Zhao.

The two went to a specialty store to buy an Apple 7 and then went to a western restaurant to have afternoon tea. Of course, it was Xiao Li who drank the tea, and Qin Rouxue ordered milk. Xiao Li just bought the mobile phone and played with it. .

"My grandmother, do you really want to buy an Apple 7 too?" Xiaoli asked without raising her head.

"I'm not suitable to bring my mobile phone with me now. Let's talk about it after the child is born." Qin Rouxue replied. She has no requirements for a mobile phone. She can make calls, answer the phone, surf the Internet, and play games. There is no special brand that she likes.

In other words, it doesn't matter what mobile phone she uses, there is no such enthusiastic pursuit of Apple as Xiaoli.

"Oh." Replied casually, which was regarded as a response, Xiao Li fiddling with her phone intently.

Qin Rouxue drank half a cup of milk and told Xiao Li that she would go to the bathroom, Xiao Li waved her to go, Qin Rouxue got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Passing by the door of a private room, Qin Rouxue saw a man twisting the doorknob as if he couldn't open it. After trying several times, he gave up and simply leaned on the door panel, resting his head down.

Because the man lowered her head, Qin Rouxue couldn't see the man's appearance. She didn't have much curiosity, and walked towards the bathroom. Suddenly, the man raised her head at this moment, and the two of them looked at each other. Qin Rouxue felt her heart cruel. The ground twitched, and a familiar feeling radiated from the bottom of my heart.

The man's gaze was a little distracted. After seeing Qin Rouxue, he suddenly lit up, his pure black eyes emitted a dark light, arrogant and wicked, sharp and hot, and Qin Rouxue who was looking straight had nowhere to escape. Just when Qin Rouxue was stunned, the man suddenly moved, stepping forward and standing in front of Qin Rouxue, his chest undulating.

"Oh, sir..." Qin Rouxue wanted to say something to alleviate the embarrassment, the mellow scent of wine puffed her nose, making her frowned.

Suddenly, the man forcefully hugged Qin Rouxue into his arms. "Rouxue, Rouxue."

Qin Rouxue's body was shocked, so familiar breath, familiar embrace, this embrace was warmer than Lan Jin's embrace, and made her feel more at ease, as if she was born in his embrace.

"Rouxue, Rouxue, I can find you." The man murmured to himself, the breath he exhaled with a strong smell of wine, and the arms he held her kept tightening, as if he was afraid that she would slip away from his arms again. It's like.

Look, and he called her Rouxue, he actually called her Rouxue. The name Qin Rouxue was the name that appeared in her mind after waking up from the car accident, her own name.

Her husband Lan Jin always calls her Yuxue, never Rouxue. This strange and somewhat familiar man calls her name accurately. Does he know himself?

Thinking of Lan Jin, Qin Rouxue realized that she was being held by a strange man. This was wrong. She stretched out her hand to push him. "Sir, we have something to say, can you let me go first?"

"Don't let it go, let it go, never let it go again." The man tightened his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

"You are drunk." Qin Rouxue wailed in her heart, how she would reason with your drunk person, after thinking about it, she said with the idea of ​​a try. "This gentleman, let's not say that we don't know each other at all. Even if we do, you can't hold me like this. I'm very uncomfortable."

"You are comfortable, where is uncomfortable, let me see." As he said, the man's hand took off Qin Rouxue's coat. Qin Rouxue was frightened, and hurriedly grabbed her coat with both hands. The man's wide palm fell unluckily. On Qin Rouxue's chubby belly, both of them shocked at the same time.

The kid in the belly kicked Qin Rouxue, who had no idea what was going on.

"Rou Xue, be good, don't move, let me see where you are uncomfortable." The man whispered softly.

"I'm not sick." Qin Rouxue hurriedly stated that she was fine, afraid that he would really take off her coat. "I'm fine, I'm fine."

The man stopped, as if digesting her words, watching her eyes were bloodshot and full of sorrow. He held her arms tightly and trembled. He said in a desperate and sorrowful voice: "Rouxue, don't leave. I, please don’t leave me. It’s my fault to lose you. You can punish me whatever you want, just don’t leave me alone."

Listening to the man's heartbreaking words, Qin Rouxue's heart throbbed, she didn't understand why this happened, she didn't know this man!

From what he said, it was certain that his lover was lost and he was looking around.

He looked up to see the man's face clearly, but was stopped by a voice.

"Husband, my goodness, what are you doing?" A woman with heavy makeup on the opposite side ran over on high heels, completely ignoring that one who didn't step on it might break her neck.

"Husband, you have held the wrong person, let them go quickly." Vigorously separated the two, the woman helped the man by herself, and then apologized to Qin Rouxue. "I'm sorry, this lady, my husband is drunk. I was really offended just now. I hope I didn't scare the husband."

"It's okay." Qin Rouxue shook her head, and she was not surprised at the woman who opened her mouth to call her wife. Her round belly was enough to show that she was married.

"Rouxue, Rouxue, don't leave me, don't leave me." The man struggled to hug Qin Rouxue again, but was violently dragged by the woman. The woman said kindly, "If you don't leave, I won't leave you."

When Qin Rouxue heard what the woman said, she realized that she had misunderstood. The Rouxue called by the man was not herself at all, but his wife, a woman with the same name as her. After realizing this, she didn't know why. A wave of loss came.

Without the courage to see men and women again, Qin Rouxue walked quickly towards the bathroom.

That afternoon, the little episode left a deep impression on Qin Rouxue's heart, but she didn't say anything, including Xiaoli, including Lan Jin. In a blink of an eye, she was pregnant at the end of seven months, and there were still a few days left. Just eight months.

There is only more than a month left in the expected delivery date. Lan Jin takes care of her every day. He calls her every day to ask questions and insists on walking with her and chatting with her after dinner every day.

Tonight is no exception. After dinner, Lan Jin helped Qin Rouxue take a walk in the garden. After walking for a while, Qin Rouxue said that she was tired, and Lan Jin helped her sit down on the bench.

"Your belly seems to be looking long." As she walked upstairs, Lan Jin put her hand on her chubby belly, Qin Rouxue glared at him, and said, "The family doctor said that the due date is only more than one month left. This one Many months are when the child grows violently."

Lan Jian nodded, indicating that he understood, and then asked: "Did the family doctor say that you are suitable for a C-section or a normal delivery?"

"I want to give birth." Qin Rouxue directly said her thoughts. She heard the family doctor say that giving birth is good for the child.

"That way you will suffer a lot." Lan Jin reminded her that there was a color of guilt in her dark eyes, and it was a force to make an 18-year-old girl bear the pain of childbirth.

Therefore, no matter what production method she chooses, he supports it.

"I know, but I'm not afraid." Qin Rouxue's big eyes were full of firmness.

For the child, she is not afraid of anything.

Lan Jin lowered her head and put a kiss on her red lips. "No matter what you choose, I will support you. You just have to remember that you are not alone, you still have me."

"Husband, I love you so much." Qin Rouxue confessed loudly, hugging his neck reflexively.

Lan Jin smiled, and a loving kiss fell on her hair, silently falling the words I love you into her hair.

A melodious cell phone ringing rang, Lan Jin ignored it, as if he hadn't heard it, Qin Rouxue was puzzled, Qin Rouxue reminded him when the phone rang the second time. "Husband, your phone is ringing."

Lan Jin sighed, picked up the phone, and heard the crying from the phone. He asked impatiently what was going on. Qin Rouxue saw that Lan Jin's face turned ugly.

After taking up the thread, Lan Jin said to Qin Rouxue: "I have something to go out. I'll be here for a walk today. I'll take you back to the room first."

"Okay." Qin Rouxue had no objections, she only cared about what had happened. "What happened?"

A touch of complexity flashed in Lan Jin's eyes, and he softly responded. "Ok."

"Drive carefully." Knowing that he didn't want to say more, Qin Rouxue didn't ask, but told him to drive carefully.