Chapter 29 Yes, it was specially made for my baby.
Sang Qian, who had been forcibly taken into the car, ripped off her coat before she could catch her breath and threw it back at the man sitting next to her.
Jin Changyu silently caught it, looking at the sullen woman, "Why didn't you call me when you were leaving?"
Sang Qian turned her face away from him, saying, "President Jin is so busy, how could I dare to trouble you?"
"Then you'll go bother someone else?"
"Have another man pick you up?"
"Who was that man just now?"
"We agreed to keep the divorce a secret, why did you tell him?"
"And why aren't you wearing my clothes, but his?"
What exactly is your relationship with him?
The man kept chattering in her ear, it was so noisy. Sang Qian turned her face back, annoyed. "What's it to you?"
Jin Changyu was so angry with her that his heart ached.
"You came with me, but you ran off with another man without a word. You're saying it's none of my business?"
Sang Qian said, "I'll leave tactfully, giving you more time to spend with others. Isn't that just what you wanted?"
Jin Changyu paused for a moment, looked at her for a second, and then said, "So you're angry because I went to talk business with someone else?"
"I didn't. Whether you went to discuss business or to spend time with women is none of my business. Why should I be angry?"
Sang Qian got too emotional talking to herself, so she took a deep breath and said, "I just don't want to stay there anymore, I want to go home, is that not allowed?"
“Sure, of course,” Jin Changyu said. “But if you want to go home, you should tell me. Why did you ask someone else to take you?”
The thought of how brightly she smiled at that man, yet how impatient she was with him, made Jin Changyu feel uneasy.
"Tell me, who exactly is that man?"
Sang Qian got annoyed by the questions and said, "Why do you keep asking who they are? What business is it of yours who they are?"
"You take the money and do the job, then abandon the job halfway through and run off with someone else. Can't I even ask you about it?"
Jin Changyu looked aggrieved.
"You promised to spend the night with me, and you left before the banquet even started. Is this how you keep someone company?"
"You're the one who left me to be with someone else, and you're blaming me?"
The moment Sang Qian spoke, her eyes inexplicably reddened, and her voice trembled slightly.
Seeing her aggrieved look, a flash of panic crossed Jin Changyu's eyes, and his tone immediately softened, "No, I wasn't blaming you..."
"Okay, I admit I didn't handle things well."
Sang Qian interrupted him, angrily picked up her phone and quickly pressed a few buttons on it before shoving the screen in front of Jin Changyu's face.
“I’ll transfer the 5 million back to you exactly as it is, is that alright?”
Jin Changyu's pupils contracted, and he quickly said, "I didn't say I wanted you..."
"Don't speak, I don't want to hear your voice again."
Sang Qian covered her ears with both hands in strong resistance, and moved her body sharply towards the car window, moving away from him while turning her head to look out the window.
I refused to communicate with him.
Seeing her like this, Jin Changyu dared not provoke her further and had no choice but to obediently shut his mouth.
She's never been like this before; it must be due to pregnancy hormones that she's been so emotionally unstable and easily agitated lately.
Jin Changyu looked at her silently, a sense of self-reproach welling up in his eyes.
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The car came to a stop at the Royal Bay Villa. Sang Qian got out of the car without saying a word and went straight upstairs.
Jin Changyu followed behind her the whole time, opening his mouth several times to speak but not daring to make a sound. When he reached the door of the master bedroom, the woman opened the door, went in, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
He could only stand there, stunned, outside the door.
The moment the door closed, Sang Qian burst into tears.
She didn't know why she was crying.
She was never one to cry easily, but for some reason she felt wronged and then tears welled up uncontrollably.
During this time, Yan Guizhi called twice, but she was too emotional to answer both calls.
After a long while, she finally calmed down and picked up her phone to check. She then discovered that Yan Guizhi had sent her a message earlier, asking if she was alright.
He only called her after she hadn't replied for a long time.
Sang Qian composed herself before calling him back.
"Sister Sang Qian, are you... alright?"
Yan Guizhi's voice was filled with concern.
"I'm fine."
Sang Qian apologized softly, "I'm sorry about just now."
She never expected that Jin Changyu, who was always calm and dignified, would do something so childish and impolite as throwing clothes at someone.
"Hey, I'm fine." Yan Guizhi laughed heartily, then his voice became serious again, "But Sister Sang Qian, why didn't you mention before that your husband is the president of the Jin Group?"
"Also, didn't you say you were going to get a divorce certificate before we went to the west? What, what's going on here?"
Sang Qian was silent for a moment, "Jin Changyu and I are divorced, but this matter has not been made public yet. Even your master and grandmaster do not know. So, can you keep my affairs a secret?"
"Of course, but... are you planning to keep it a secret forever?"
“No,” Sang Qian said, “it just won’t be made public for a year.”
"Oh, so you're planning to keep it from your master and the others?"
Sang Qian said, "I will tell them when the time is right."
"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Thanks."
After hanging up the phone, Sang Qian took a shower.
After taking a shower, I felt much more relaxed, but my stomach started rumbling.
Sang Qian then realized that she hadn't eaten dinner yet.
She put on a coat and went downstairs.
There was a noise coming from the kitchen, and Sang Qian walked over. "Aunt Li, I'm hungry. Could you make me a bowl of food?"
Her voice trailed off as her gaze fell on the man in an apron standing in front of the stove in the kitchen.
Jin Changyu looked at her and asked softly, "I made noodles, would you like some?"
"No, thank you."
Seeing the woman turn to leave, Jin Changyu quickly caught up and blocked her way, saying, "You haven't eaten all night, the baby will be hungry."
Just as Sang Qian was about to speak, her stomach rumbled twice, much to her chagrin.
Jin Changyu seized the opportunity and said, "Just think of it as helping our baby eat a little, okay?"
Sang Qian looked up at him, her eyes scrutinizing him. "Did you make this especially for the baby?"
Jin Changyu lowered his eyes and gazed deeply at her, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible doting, "Yes, it was specially made for my baby."
Sang Qian didn't understand the deeper meaning behind his words and deliberately mocked him, "Is what you made even edible?"
She had never seen her husband cook in the two years since they got married.
Of course, he was always so busy that he was never home, let alone cooking, he rarely even had the chance to go into the kitchen.
This was the first time she had ever seen him wearing an apron.
Jin Changyu curled his lips slightly, "Then will you do me the honor of tasting it for me?"
He looked down at her fair face. "Anyway, the baby's hungry, isn't he?"
The "baby" sounded rather tender, but Sang Qian, who was starving, didn't notice anything amiss. She patted her belly and said, "Alright, I'll try it for the baby."
Seeing that she agreed, Jin Changyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Then sit down and wait, I'll go serve it."
Sang Qian sat down at the table for a while, and then the man brought over a steaming bowl of noodles.
When I placed it in front of her, I added, "It's still a little hot, so eat slowly."
Sang Qian looked down and saw that the bowl of noodles was topped with beef, a poached egg, and greens arranged in a cute smiley face.
The aroma of noodles and beef wafted into her nose, and she couldn't help but swallow, her stomach and mind urging her to pick up her chopsticks quickly.
She picked up her chopsticks and noticed that the person sitting opposite her had nothing in front of them. "Aren't you going to eat?"
Jin Changyu: "I... have already eaten, you can eat."
Sang Qian said "Oh," ignored him, picked up a noodle and took a bite.
Many people like noodles to have a chewy and springy texture, but Sang Qian has preferred soft noodles since she was a child.
She felt that noodles tasted better when they were cooked until soft and tender, with the broth fully infused into them.
And the noodles that Jin Changyu made... tasted exactly like that.
After taking one bite, a look of delight immediately appeared in her eyes and on her brows.
Jin Changyu saw her expression and smiled slightly.
Sang Qian looked up at him with some surprise in her eyes, "I didn't expect you to actually know how to do that."
And it tastes great.
Jin Changyu, "Does it suit your taste?"
"It's barely edible."
She was stubborn and deliberately didn't give a good review, but the way she looked down, blowing on the food while eating it in a hurry, betrayed her.
A silent smile crept across Jin Changyu's lips as he looked at her and said softly:
Eat slowly.
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