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

Chapter 173 It takes a female host at home

He had made up his mind that if Aunt Chihiro really wasn't his, he and his sister would accept what their father said and that they only had their father in this life.

If it were mom, he would ask...Mom, why don’t you want me and Xingbao anymore?

Dad must have made some mistake that made Mom not want the three of them.

Or is it mom...just like what was said in the news, she gave birth to another baby with Uncle Qin Chuan and doesn't want theirs.

He also wanted to ask why the adults gave birth to them but didn't want them...

Adults, can you learn to be a qualified adult?

All kinds of possibilities popped into Jingbao's little head, and each one made him so sad and heartbroken, and tears started to fall.

On the staircase landing on the first floor at the back door, Xing Mingyu stopped walking down the stairs and frowned when he heard Jing Bao's voice.

This side of the Jiang family villa.

Jiang Qianxun didn't expect that after comforting Jingbao for such a long time, what she received was such words.

As she listened to the childish voice on the other end of the phone and thought of Jingbao's true life experience, her heart ached and she didn't know how to answer.

When the night is quiet, people seem to become more sentimental. After Jiang Qianxun felt distressed, her first reaction was to wonder why Jingbao thought she was his mother...

But apart from what Xing Mingyu said, there seems to be no other answer.

For some unknown reason, she did not give a direct answer, but instead asked Jingbao curiously, "Did your father say that I am your mother?"

After all, Xing Mingyu adopted the two children under his name, so in this life, he is their real father.

But as the child grows up and becomes sensible, he will definitely be curious about who his mother is, will want to find his mother, and will want to know why his parents separated.

This is inevitable.

Xing Mingyu was afraid that his children would have psychological problems, so when the children asked who their mother was, he would find an excuse to deal with it.

And the reason why Xing Mingyu said it was her? Was it because the two children had a good relationship with her?

However, Xing Mingyu doesn't seem like the kind of man who would be so careless!

Because once the child recognizes who the mother is, the subsequent expectations and desires will be endless...

This is a heavy responsibility...

On the other end of the phone, Jingbao listened and shook his head pitifully, then sobbed and told them what his father said when he came home from get off work.

"No, Dad said you are not. Dad also said that as long as we have Dad, it is enough. Dad will give us enough fatherly love, and Mom will never appear."

Jiang Qianxun was stunned.

Xing Mingyu is the father of the children. In fact, even if she is not, he can always say that she is his future wife and the mother of the children. No matter who that woman will be in the future, he can make up an excuse to at least give the children something to look forward to.

Although truth cannot be hidden, at least it can help children safely get through their childhood and sensitive adolescence.

As for other facts, it will not be too late to discuss them in detail once the child has grown up, become sensible, and become mentally strong.

But he chose to tell the truth, which made Jingbao, who was already sensitive and lacked maternal love, feel even more insecure, and she even went to her to cry and confirm it.

What does this mean...

Jiang Qianxun's mind immediately flashed back to the man who clearly distinguished between public and private affairs this afternoon, and her heart was suddenly in turmoil.

His IQ is very high, but his EQ in raising children... is really worrying.

"Aunt Chihiro?"

Jingbao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Qianxun came back to his senses, not knowing how to answer Jingbao's question for a moment.

She wanted to say yes to comfort Jingbao, but there was no future between her and Xing Mingyu. If the child believed this lie and it was exposed one day in the future, the hurt would be far greater than today's denial.

If I say no, Jingbao will definitely be even sadder.

dilemma.

Jiang Qianxun sighed deeply, and finally decided to postpone this issue for the time being.

"Does Jingbao really want to know this question?"

"Uh-huh!"

"That depends on whether Jingbao is well behaved. It's already past ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock, and you haven't gone to bed yet. You are not a good child. Aunt Qianxun has decided not to tell you yet."

"Then...if I go to bed obediently, will Aunt Chihiro tell me the answer tomorrow?" Jingbao asked anxiously.

"What if you don't behave tomorrow?"

"I'm good! I'm good every day. I read and write well, and take good care of my sister."

"But Aunt Chihiro won't be able to see what you are saying. You have to do it for Aunt Chihiro to see."

"Okay. I'll go back to bed now."

"That's good. Go now, and behave well tomorrow. The better you behave, the sooner Aunt Chihiro will tell you the answer, okay?"

On the other end of the phone, Jingbao wiped away his tears, nodded his little head vigorously, and said "OK" solemnly.

Two minutes later, when Jingbao was led upstairs by the hand of nanny Li Ma, Xing Mingyu had already returned to the study door.

Probably because he didn't turn off the lights when he left, when he entered the room, he found that the lights had been turned off by the servant.

He paused for a moment with his big hand on the switch, then put it down again, and sat down on the black leather sofa beside him with his long legs.

"Snapped."

In the darkness, the sound of a palladium lighter opening and closing its lid could be heard.

The faint blue flame swayed gently as the man lit his cigarette, making his three-dimensional handsome face look even more profound.

After the cigarette was lit and he took a deep puff, Xing Mingyu crossed his long legs and was not in a hurry to put down the lighter in his hand. He kept playing with it with his right hand.

Looking at the fireworks on her fingertips, which were half blue and half red and flickering from time to time, the scene of Jingbao crying just now flashed through her mind.

This suppressed crying made him think of the scene six years ago...his sister-in-law.

At that time, it was the tenth day after his brother died in the line of duty in a border conflict. As he was in the same army, he was approved by his superiors to attend the funeral.

That day, he came out of the funeral home in the funeral car. After passing a one-kilometer-long procession of citizens lining the street to see him off, the car drove out of the suburbs and stopped in front of the solemn and dignified Martyrs' Cemetery.

As soon as she got off the car, mother Xie Qiong was supported by comrades in uniform. She held a square box engraved with five stars in one hand, and beat it with her fist, crying and complaining that her elder brother was unfilial. She had worked hard to raise her brother, but did not even let her see him for the last time.

Everyone present bowed their heads and wiped their tears.

The only one who was the only one was my sister-in-law, who was three months pregnant. Her emotions were a little more stable than my mother's. Apart from crying, she didn't say a word the whole time.

After the funeral, she was the calmest person in the Xing family. Apart from talking less, it seemed that life without her eldest brother had no impact on her. Every day, she sat on the lawn at the back to bask in the sun, and would sit there all day long.

She was a pregnant woman and no one dared to say anything to her. They just took good care of her daily life so that she could give birth to the posthumous child smoothly.

Later, he returned to the army, and when he returned home for the second time, it was the day his sister-in-law gave birth.

He took a special leave and sat outside the delivery room with his family waiting. Soon, the news that his sister-in-law had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl, came out. His mother cried with joy and discussed which one looked like his eldest brother and which one looked like his sister-in-law.

Only the sister-in-law, who should have been the happiest, had a dull expression. She would kiss and hug the child, but the light in her eyes became dimmer day by day, and her body became thinner at a very fast rate, so thin that she could not breastfeed.

After the confinement period, she was almost 100% thinner than before the birth of the baby, and even the most professional confinement nanny her mother hired was helpless.

Finally, my sister-in-law was sent to the hospital when her child was four months old. Jian Shulin put down all her work and stayed with her day by day, but she died of depression on the last day of April. Her last words were to bury her closer to the Martyrs' Cemetery.

"call!"

A cold wind suddenly blew in from the window and the flame of the lighter was blown out. Xing Mingyu then came out of his memories, raised his head and let the warmth in his eyes go back.

But he could suppress his sadness, but he could not get rid of the figures of his brother and sister-in-law. From a passionate teenager to his thirties, he was still the same as he was at the beginning, and he envied their faithful love that lasted a lifetime.

He also wanted to be a loyal and brave soldier like his brother who defended his country.

But since his brother's death, he has only two choices in life: one is to become the biological father of Xingbao and take care of his brother's children until they grow up; the other is to give up his ideal of joining the army, choose to do business, accompany his family for a long time, and shoulder the responsibility of the family.

And he did.

However, he can carry a heavy machine gun weighing dozens of kilograms and can bear the rise and fall of his family, but he cannot play the role of a father well.

Whether facing Xingbao Jingbao or the two in Jiang Qianxun's belly, he is a new father. He would be at a loss like tonight, and would not handle the parent-child relationship well, making Jingbao sad.

I have no idea about falling in love.

Even though Shang Lao Si had taught him some experience, people's situations are different and not everyone is completely applicable.

He couldn't be as shameless as Shang Beichen...

Around him, the best love and marriage he had witnessed was between his brother and sister-in-law. He once thought that in the future he would be as successful in love as his elder brother. Unfortunately, before he had the chance to ask for advice, his elder brother passed away.

And the pregnant woman who was carrying his child was not as gentle as his sister-in-law. No matter what he did, clumsy, gentle, or forceful, he seemed unable to see through her and get close to her...

The length of the cigarette between the fingers gradually became shorter, and the temperature almost burned the fingers.

Xing Mingyu pulled himself out of his chaotic thoughts and put the cigarette butt into the cigarette box. Without the smell of cigarette, the whole study room seemed much emptier.

He reached for the cigarette box and took out another one.

Same floor.

In the children's room.

Mother Li sat sideways on the edge of the bed, with the five fingers of her right hand slightly curled up to form a hollow shape, and slowly, one by one, patted the little butt of Jingbao who was lying on his side.

It was not until the little hand that Jingbao had placed on his face softened and fell onto the bed with a "plop" that she stopped moving her hands, leaned over, and covered Jingbao's neck with the quilt.

Seeing that there were still tears in Xingbao's eyes, Aunt Li reached out to wipe them away with concern. Turning around, she saw Xingbao's little feet running out of the quilt again while sleeping. She went over and put them back, then quietly closed the door and prepared to go to the first floor to rest.

When passing by the study, Mother Li suddenly smelled a pleasant but strong smell of cigarette smoke.

She looked up at the source of the smoke. In the study room with the door half open, the usually arrogant Second Young Master was sitting with his back to the door, smoking and looking at the night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

The back figure is as straight as ever, but it reveals an indelible loneliness and solitude.

Aunt Li wanted to knock on the door and ask the Second Young Master to get some rest, but she didn't dare to do so. In the end, she could only sigh and go downstairs to her room.

As soon as she opened the door, another nanny who lived with her, Afen, saw her coming back with a worried face, and asked her with concern while stuffing orange flesh into her mouth.

"What's wrong? Is it hard to coax the young master and young lady tonight? You look so worried that your brows could kill a few flies. Come on, eat some oranges to sweeten your mouth, and I'll go up and coax those two babies for you."

Mother Li took the half orange that Afen handed over and ate it while sighing.

"It's not that they are hard to comfort, it's just that the young master and young lady are so pitiful. They are so young and have no mother to love them. The young master cried tonight. Oh, it's more heartbreaking than my own grandson crying."

Mother Li was in low spirits and broke off a piece of orange flesh. "My grandson is loved by my son and daughter-in-law. I felt distressed when he cried. Tonight, the young master cried and said that he would not have a mother anymore. He asked me to make a phone call to an aunt."

"At that time, I just saw him, such a small person, looking at me with tears in his eyes, asking me for my phone number, just to call a woman who was not his mother. I really..."

At the end of the story, Li Ma's nose felt a little sour.

Afen also liked Xingbao very much. Suddenly, when she heard that the child was crying, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

"Speaking of which, the young master and the young lady are not only pitiful because they don't have a mother. I have seen the young lady chasing the second young master out of the house several times, saying that she hasn't seen her father for a long time and wants her father to hug her. But the second young master thought the young lady was just throwing a tantrum, so he touched her head and got in the car and left without looking back."

"How can a hard man be a father?"

"You didn't see the little lady's tears, they were as big as beans, falling one by one. At that time, I thought, it would be great if the second young master could bring the child to the company to sit for a while. Children, after all, will cling to adults when they are in a whim, but will play other things after a while. They can't cling for long. If it really doesn't work, you can just coax the little lady a few more times, but it's a pity..."

Aunt Li sighed, "Second Young Master is a man after all, how can he be as attentive as a woman. Well, in the final analysis, no matter whether the family is rich or poor, it still needs a female host. With a female host, there is a sense of homeliness, and she can also guide the male host on how to be a father. When the male host is tired from work, there is also a woman who can take care of him."

Unlike the second young master, who was alone and very busy with work, Song Ma said that the food boxes sent to Xing's by the whole courtyard were often taken back the same way they were sent there.

The second young master doesn't take care of the child, doesn't accompany him, and doesn't have time to accompany him.

I am tired from work and don’t know how to rest properly. I hide in the study room late at night and smoke so many cigarettes. If I continue like this for a long time, what will happen to my health?

Alas! She also couldn't understand, with the conditions of the Second Young Master, it would be easy for him to marry a woman back home.

As long as he is willing to choose, the people lining up could circle the capital city three times, so why can't he get married?

Could it be that there is something unspeakable?

When Li Ma thought of this, her eyes widened with worry!

.....

the other side.

Jiang Qianxun couldn't sleep tonight.

Ever since she hung up the phone with Jingbao tonight, she no longer had the mood to handle work. After simply sending an email to Assistant Cui in front of the computer, she went to bed.

But for the first time ever, her sleep was restless tonight and she woke up several times throughout the night.

After a while, Jingbao rushed towards her crying and shouted "Mom".

A little later, it was Xingbao hiding behind the curtains of her house again. No matter how she called him, he didn't respond. He just opened his eyes wide and cried, which made her so anxious that she woke up in the middle of the night.

Even though she was awake, she could still feel the sadness of Jingbao and Xingbao in her dream, and even the baby in her belly began to move twice.

"Are you hungry? Mommy, go have some milk?"

In order to get rid of the negative emotions in her dream, she drank the milk prepared by Aunt Lan, ate a piece of whole grain biscuit, and then continued to sleep.

Perhaps she was dreaming because she was thinking about something. In the second half of the night, she did not dream about Jingbao and Xingbao. The protagonists changed to a smaller version of herself and a smaller version of Xingmingyu.

The location was the Jiang family villa, and two children were sitting in the living room crying loudly.

At the door was Xing Mingyu, dressed in a suit and tie. He had his back to the two children, as if he could not hear their crying. He opened the door quickly and got into the black extended Lincoln parked outside the yard.

Listening to the children's heart-wrenching cries, she felt that her heart was also torn into pieces by the sound. She hurriedly picked up the two children on the ground and chased after them.

"Xing Mingyu!" She called out to him, wanting to ask him why he ignored his own child.

But in the back seat of the extended Lincoln, Xing Mingyu rolled down the window and looked at her and the child with cold eyes. Instead, the car accelerated and drove out of the villa gate...