When Yu Mingyuan heard about the pregnancy, he suddenly looked up at Lin Jing. He was surprised and said, "Jingjing, are you really pregnant?" Lin Jing is the same age as Liu Qiao, 34 years old. She looks very young. People would believe she is 25 or 26 years old, so no one would be particularly surprised if she is pregnant now.

“No way?” Lin Jing felt mixed emotions.

She was looking forward to it again. Seeing her like this, Yu Mingyuan didn't have the mood to sit down, so he immediately helped her out to check. Chen Yun quietly took away the dishes, washed them in the sink, and wiped them dry with a dry cloth. He asked Zi Rui to sleep in the inner room, and she stayed in the store.

She was bored while watching, so she started reading at the counter. Today she was reading a book called "The President's Maid", which tells the story of a sadomasochistic love between a maid in the president's house and her husband. She was so engrossed in the book that when she felt a shadow above her head, she smiled slightly and thought it was Liu Qiao.

Unexpectedly, it was a young man in a black windbreaker. He chuckled and said, "Miss, I want a cup of coffee..."

Obviously from his smile, Chen Yun knew that he must have seen her, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Yun quickly made him some coffee. He took a sip and frowned, "Miss, you bought instant coffee, right? It's not authentic."

"Sorry, this is the only kind we have at home." Chen Yun apologized. She also knew about coffee beans, but she didn't have the conditions, and there were really few people who drank coffee.

The man smiled and said, "I'll bring some over next time. I'm used to drinking purer coffee when I'm abroad, even brewed coffee is good."

"Okay, sure." Chen Yun didn't talk much to the strange man.

The man took the initiative to tell her, "I am a professor who returned from overseas. I will be staying here for a long time. I don't think there are any good stores near the school."

"Is that so? Then come over when you are free." Chen Yun said with a smile.

When she smiled, she looked cute and adorable, and she spoke softly, which was the standard of an oriental woman. Qian Jinglin liked her very much. He sipped his coffee slowly and spoke slowly. He looked like a high-level intellectual, and a returnee.

There were many young girls coming to the store to look at jewelry in the afternoon. Chen Yun explained everything to them very patiently. After a group of people finally left, Qian Jinglin was ready to leave and gave them twenty yuan.

Chen Yun gave him some change, and he waved his hand: "Just consider it a tip."

"Tip? No thanks, sir." A cup of coffee is so expensive that it already includes the service charge.

Qian Jinglin didn't care about this small amount of money. He smiled and said, "Take it, beautiful lady."

He left in style, and Chen Yun didn't say anything else. She wouldn't refuse if she could make more money. It got dark early on a snowy night, so Chen Yun closed the store early and took her son home.

The wait for the bus was too long, and there were so many people waiting on the platform. Chen Yun herself didn't mind, but she was worried that her child would be squeezed. She waited and saw someone honking the horn next to her. It turned out to be the man who drank coffee in her shop that afternoon.

He stuck his head out of the glass window and smiled at Chen Yun, "Beautiful girl, let me take you home."

Chen Yun was a little disgusted, she shook her head and refused: "No need."

Qian Jinglin nodded and drove away in a cloud of dust. Zi Rui enviously said, "Mom, I want to ride in a car like that, too."

"Dad has one too. We have a car in our hometown. Don't be jealous now. Let dad drive you when you go home in the future." Chen Yun didn't have much idea about cars. She thought that as long as life was bearable, it was enough. No matter how rich you were, you could only spend so much.

When the bus arrived, Chen Yun squeezed on with her son in her arms. Every time she pulled the bus bracelet, it would swing left and right, so she always held the handle. Her son would hold her, and sometimes someone would give up their seat. But during rush hour, few people would give up their seats, so she had to let her son hold her.

When they got home in the evening, Chen Yun quickly made dumplings while Zi Rui watched cartoons on the sofa, waiting for Liu Qiao to come back so that they could eat. When Liu Qiao came back, he watched TV with his son. Liu Qiao asked his son how he came back today.

"I came back on the bus with my mom. An uncle asked me to ride in his car with my mom, but my mom still took me on the bus. Dad, mom said we have cars in our hometown, right?" Zi Rui said in childish words.

Liu Qiao found this interesting. He whispered to Zi Rui, "An uncle? What does he look like?"

How could Zi Rui know so much? Liu Qiao couldn't figure it out, so he decided to ask Chen Yun.

When she took out the dipping sauce, Liu Qiao had already pulled his son over from in front of the TV. Chen Yun said in surprise, "You came here on your own initiative today. Usually, I have to urge him to eat first..."

The dumplings were filled with cucumber and egg, and tasted very refreshing. Liu Qiao ate two plates in one go, rubbing his stomach and drinking tea on the sofa. Chen Yun didn't wash the dishes either, but put them directly in the sink. She snuggled in Liu Qiao's arms, and the two of them seemed to be breathing at the same time.

Chen Yun started to smile as she thought about it, and Liu Qiao asked casually, "Yun Yun, do you have anything to do in your store today?"

"What can happen? After all, the people I deal with most are college students. They can't be any worse than them." Chen Yun feels that doing business with students is a little simpler.

Liu Qiao stroked her chin with his hand: "What car man..."

Chen Yun understood immediately and said with a smile, "That was a professor who drank coffee in my shop today. He might have returned from overseas, so he is inevitably bold in what he says and does."

She didn't care about these things, because she was married, how could she still think about these messy things. Liu Qiao secretly took it to heart, especially when Chen Yun was really working hard at night and Chen Yun couldn't bear it at all. After finishing, Chen Yun hit him: "What's wrong with you today? You made me very tired. How can I get up tomorrow?"

"It's just right to rest at home tomorrow and not open the store. You don't have to get up so early. It's cold now and it will be troublesome to come back." Liu Qiao came up with a bad idea.

The beautiful flowers in full bloom should be enjoyed by him alone, why should they be left out for others to pick. His words made Chen Yun even more angry: "How can people who run a shop just stop it? They have to persevere. And now that it's finally starting to make money, of course I have to persevere."

"Okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow." After saying this, Liu Qiao held Chen Yun in his arms tightly.

Chen Yun pinched the flesh on his chest with her fat paws: "Do you want to strangle me to death?"

"I'll strangle you to death. Who wants to accompany a fat wife like me?" Liu Qiao teased her deliberately.

"I'm not fat anymore, why do you still say that to me?" Chen Yun pretended to be angry.

The author has something to say: Brother Qiao finally has a love enemy, haha.