HCB Chapter 248: Breakfast at the Courtyard
Chapter 248: Breakfast at the Courtyard
The extreme joy lasted for a long time.
Blooming with the New Year's fireworks exploding outside the car window, and then flowing quietly...
It was not until the feeling that made her almost die turned into a feeling of comfort all over her body that Jiang Qianxun had the energy to think about what the man had just said.
A family of...four?
It is undeniable that Jiang Qianxun felt very warm in his heart when he heard this.
When I was a child, my family also consisted of several people, including my grandfather, my mother, Aunt Lan, and my father.
Later, Dad changed.
My mother is gone.
Grandpa is gone.
The family soon formed a new family of several people.
However, her father is partial to her, her stepmother appears kind but is actually vicious, her stepsister is spoiled and bullies her, and her new stepsister wants to kill her.
Only Aunt Lan was still with her.
Now, the baby in her belly is about to be born.
But will the new family of four always be as complete as they say?
She certainly hoped so!
She wanted her child to have a perfect family and not be abandoned by either his or her parents.
Mom and dad also love each other and give them the best love. They are not like her, who was treated coldly since childhood and eventually developed a sensitive and inferior personality.
The original family has a huge influence on children.
But hope is hope...
Even though she expressed her true thoughts and wanted to be with Xing Mingyu when she was sending Qin Chuan away, she still had to face many practical problems.
The first to be affected was Mr. Xing.
The old man doesn't like me very much, and it is visible to the naked eye.
She would worry that because Mr. Xing didn't like her and didn't welcome her, what she would get in the end would be nothing but a pipe dream.
And Mr. Xing has always had his eyes on Huang Xiaoxiao.
Huang Xiaoxiao treated her as her best friend. On the surface, she and Wei Xianglin were also in love. However, she knew too well the fatal temptation that Xing Mingyu was to women.
She wondered if things would be different after tonight?
This night is too wonderful. Xing Mingyu expressed his feelings in public. Now he is serving her devoutly...
But the more beautiful something is, the more afraid we are of losing it.
Just as he was daydreaming, Jiang Qianxun was suddenly pulled back to his senses.
"What are you thinking about? Huh?"
The man's heavy breathing lingered near her ear, becoming hotter and hotter.
Her body quickly became aroused. Jiang Qianxun could not answer, nor could she distract herself. Her entire body and mind were controlled by the man behind her.
In a strong emotion, she bit her lower lip very tightly.
Later, her eyes began to tear up.
Even the fireworks in the distance gradually became blurred...
By the time the fireworks were over, it was almost one in the morning.
The noise from the Maybach also subsided, but the strong smell lingered inside the car for a long time.
Jiang Qianxun had already fallen asleep in the man's arms due to exhaustion.
Xing Mingyu likes to play with the little woman's cheeks with his hands, especially after she is happy.
The fair little face was rosy and felt very nice to touch.
He held her like this and played with her for a long time, until the slight itch on his hand made her frown, and then he stopped.
He kissed her lips with his thin lips and laid her flat on the wide seat.
Drive her back to the yard.
The next morning.
Jiang Qianxun woke up in Xing Mingyu's room.
The owner of the room was nowhere to be seen, only Song Ma was fiddling with fresh wintersweet flowers on the table in the guest room.
Song Ma had very good eyesight. When she saw that she had opened her eyes, she hurried over and said, "Miss Jiang, are you awake? Do you want to get up now?"
Jiang Qianxun nodded and was about to get up, but she found that her waist felt a little sore, like the discomfort during menstruation.
Plus, her belly was getting heavier and she couldn't get up for a while.
"Miss Jiang, were you exhausted last night? Let me help you." Mother Song quickly reached out to help.
But when Jiang Qianxun heard this, her ears turned red.
How...can this be known?
She looked at Song Ma embarrassedly, but saw that Song Ma's eyes were on her neck.
It took her two seconds to react. Now, she knew why Song Ma said that without even looking!
She quickly pulled her collar to cover the marks!
Pretending not to notice the smile on Song Ma's lips, he went to wash up calmly, and then changed into the new clothes prepared by Song Ma.
This is a black long-sleeved haute couture dress with a high waist, which can not only cover the pregnant belly but also show the fullness of the upper body. The dress is very delicately made and has a heavy feel.
It is paired with a double-breasted Chanel-style jacket of the same color. The buttons are made of expensive pearls, and the cuffs are also embroidered with pearls. It is about five centimeters long and looks very beautiful.
The pure black color of the whole body just sets off Jiang Qianxun's moisturized skin, which is white with a rosy glow, making her look extremely fresh and young.
"Madam has a very good eye. She said this dress suits you best. It matches your skin tone and looks dignified, making it perfect for meeting elders." After Song Ma put on her clothes, she praised.
Jiang Qianxun was sitting on the edge of the bed. When she heard the word "elder", her face became a little solemn.
Song Ma is talking about... Mr. Xing, right?
This is a family mansion, and today is the New Year's Day holiday, so it would be abnormal if Mr. Xing was not at home.
In fact, she had prepared herself mentally since the moment she agreed to stay overnight in the mansion.
But when the moment came, I couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
Although she did not return to China very often during the two years she was in love with Qin Chuan, Jiang Qianxun believed that she had never been so nervous when meeting Qin Kun and Zheng Qingge.
So, after Song Ma helped him put on his clothes, Jiang Qianxun was still a little absent-minded.
Until familiar footsteps were heard at the door of the room.
When Jiang Qianxun turned around, she saw Xing Ming approaching her in a suit.
"Second Young Master."
When Song Ma saw her young master coming, she quickly bowed.
Xing Mingyu could only see the little woman who had changed her clothes. He locked his eyes on her and said, "Take care of her first. Don't worry about me."
As he spoke, Xing Mingyu had already sat down on the sofa, with his long legs raised and crossed, and his hawk-like eyes looked at the little woman in front of the mirror without any hesitation.
"Okay." Song Ma continued to deal with Jiang Qianxun's long hair.
Jiang Qianxun looked through the full-length mirror and saw the man sitting on the sofa, holding his black personal cell phone between his slender fingers, spinning it and playing with it, exuding a lazy yet noble temperament.
The man's appearance was enough to make people unable to look away. His brown eyes like deep pools were still glued to her, not moving away for a moment.
It seems like... I can never see enough.
Somehow, Jiang Qianxun didn't want him to look at her like this, as it made her feel like he saw through her.
At this time, Song Ma just moved to her right side to braid her hair, and rolled her long hair in front into a bun with a tail, gathered it at the hair crown and fixed it, and was lowering her head to tidy up the rest of her wavy hair to drape on both sides of her shoulders.
Jiang Qianxun suddenly had an idea. Using Song Ma as a shield, he took a step back and hid himself in front of Song Ma, blocking the man's sharp and fiery gaze and his increasingly red face.
She was complaining in her heart... What's so good about a bun? Why is he always looking at her? He has become so boring!
Xing Mingyu did not miss Jiang Qianxun's little trick, and he didn't get angry even if she didn't show it to him.
The thin lips were slightly raised.
Very light and subtle.
Compared to the silent ambiguity on the third floor, the atmosphere at the dining table on the first floor was a little frozen.
Especially when Mr. Xing was supported by the driver Xiao Zhang and sat at the end of the dining table, his majestic face turned cold when he saw the servants setting out six pairs of bowls and chopsticks.
Xingbao and Jingbao usually don't eat with adults. They either eat in the side hall or on the second floor. What's more, the two siblings are still sleepy, so it is obvious who the extra pair of bowls and chopsticks are for.
Madam Xing also sat down and turned to see her husband's expression. She handed the cane to Su He and spoke softly in a low voice.
"Old man, I told you last night that Miss Jiang is visiting us today, so you can't show your sullen face to others. You have to consider the reputation of the Xing family."
Old Man Xing took the tea handed over by Xiao Chen and wanted to refute, but when he saw his wife looking at him eagerly, as a superior for many years, he disdained to be a man of few words.
In addition, his son and daughter-in-law had also come down, so he had no mood to argue with his wife in front of the younger generation. He just said "hmm" and lowered his head to sip his tea.
By the time Xing Qizhang and Xie Qiong sat down, he had regained his former dignity and nodded to his son and daughter-in-law who greeted him.
Only then did Madam Xing feel relieved.
Thinking that her future granddaughter-in-law would drink milk first for breakfast, the old lady thoughtfully asked the servants to prepare milk.
The servant agreed, and at the stairs, grandson Xing Mingyu helped the pregnant Jiang Qianxun downstairs.
On the stairs, Jiang Qianxun let the man help her walk down. When she turned around, she saw the restaurant on the right. All the members of the Xing family were sitting in the restaurant.
Seeing them coming downstairs, several elders looked over at them!
The man's big hand wrapped around her small hand. Feeling the gazes of the elders, Jiang Qianxun felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to take her hand back.
But Xing Mingyu squeezed her little hand hard, turned around and gave her a comforting, secure look.
The nervousness and unnaturalness in Jiang Qianxun's heart were miraculously smoothed out.
She simply stopped moving and let him hold her hand.
Under the guidance of Song Ma, I entered the restaurant and greeted the elders politely.
"Grandpa Xing, Grandma Xing, Uncle and Aunt, good morning."
"Okay, okay. Hello, everyone!" The old lady was the first to respond.
At the same time, he ordered his daughter-in-law: "Quick, let Xiao Xunxun sit next to me!"
Xie Qiong also said good morning to Jiang Qianxun, then walked over with a smile, and she and her son each helped Jiang Qianxun to sit next to Madam Xing, their words full of concern.
"Come on, Chihiro, sit down next to your grandma. Did you sleep well last night?"
"Thank you, auntie. I slept well. I can sit down by myself." Jiang Qianxun answered while refusing Xie Qiong's help.
How can you let your elders help you sit down?
"It's okay. You're pregnant and your belly is so big. It's inconvenient for you to move. It's normal for someone to support you."
Xing Qizhang, who was sitting opposite the old lady, added some tea to the old man and agreed.
"Ming Yu is a man, careless, and not as careful as a woman. Miss Jiang, you don't have to be polite. Please sit down! Aunt Song, pass Miss Jiang a glass of milk."
Song Ma immediately agreed!
Jiang Qianxun didn't expect that Xing's father, whom she had only met once at the charity party last night, would be so polite to her.
She was shocked but also grateful and nodded to him.
"Thank you, uncle!"
Thinking about how he had half-coaxed and half-tricked his wife into finding out the relationship and strange fate between his son and Miss Jiang last night, Xing Qizhang smiled and said you're welcome.
During the whole process, only Old Man Xing didn't say a word, nor did he look at Jiang Qianxun. He just sat at the end of the long mahogany table and continued to drink his tea.
Jiang Qianxun sat down and felt a little embarrassed when she saw this!
Xing Mingyu, who was cold all over, noticed her little expression and sat down next to Jiang Qianxun directly and generously. His deep gaze was firmly attached to her like a magnet, and he personally put the milk handed over by Song Ma to her right hand. "Are you hungry? Have a glass of milk later."