Chapter 62 Do you really want to marry her?
The doctor packed up his things and left the bedroom without even glancing at her.
Mrs. Jiang asked the nanny to send him off and also urged Jiang Jingyan, "Come downstairs, I have something to tell you."
The latter remained motionless, his gaze direct and intense, looking into the house.
"Jingyan!" Mrs. Jiang exploded.
Jiang Jingyan took a deep breath, his chest swelling and collapsing.
When he turned around, Chen Qing's eyes were wet, which made his heart feel dull.
Mrs. Jiang dragged him downstairs, very angry.
Jiang Jingyan's back was covered in sweat. He pulled out the hem of his shirt with force, tore off a few buttons at random, and leaned back on the sofa with his shirt open.
"Your father won't be back tonight. I sent him out." Mrs. Jiang tried to remain calm. "Tomorrow morning, when the test results come out, what are your plans?"
"My mother just said last night that she wanted to have a grandchild."
"What I want is the grandson of the Tao family!"
Jiang Jingyan remained calm, "In my opinion, they are all the same."
"Do you really want to marry her?"
He supported his jaw and said nothing.
Mrs. Jiang knew she couldn't force him, so she suppressed her anger and said, "Since you don't have any plans, I will."
"What are you planning?"
"Don't ask me anymore. Tushi and Siran are engaged. If Chen Qing gets pregnant, I'll make arrangements. But if you deliberately ruin this marriage with the Tao family, I promise you'll never see her again."
Jiang Jingyan smiled superficially, "You threaten me."
"This is a formal notice." Mrs. Jiang said no more to him, stood up and looked at him with disdain. "Your father gave you a chance, I will give you another one. Don't force me."
She left after saying this.
The living room was silent for a long time.
Chen Qing felt uneasy in the bedroom and walked to the window to get some fresh air.
A figure passed through the gap between the door and the floor, and she held her breath.
The next second, there was a knock on the door, "It's me."
Chen Qing was stunned and walked over to open the door.
The corridor was dimly lit. The man stood under the lamppost, his face hazy and his emotions unrecognizable.
He held out his hand, "Drink it and get some rest early."
Chen Qing stared at the glass of milk and pursed his lips. "If it's true...what should I do?"
"Afraid?"
She looked up, "Aren't you afraid?"
Jiang Jingyan didn't reply, but stuffed the milk into her hand. "What's going to happen can't be avoided."
He must have just taken a shower, and a breeze blew up, bringing with it the refreshing scent of men's shower gel.
After seeing that she held it firmly, he withdrew his hand and stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips.
Rough and hot.
It was like they were kissing in a restricted area, oblivious to the people around them.
Chen Qing blinked.
His attitude seemed to be an indirect admission that he did not take any measures that night.
"Why?" She squeezed out these few words, but no further words followed.
It is said on the Internet that men seek excitement and are greedy for that feeling.
Jiang Jingyan did not seem like a person who indulged in excessive sexual activities. On the contrary, he always had a restrained and indifferent look and was well-dressed.
But those few times were very serious.
Maybe, I like it privately too.
Chen Qing stroked the cup, neither entering the house nor speaking.
Jiang Jingyan put his hands in his pockets and asked, "I heard you were being clever in school?"
Mentioning this, she blushed, "Mrs. Jiang is not easy to fool."
"Your acting is terrible. You pretended to be sick ten times, and I saw through it nine times."
Chen Qing muttered softly, "That happened at least once..."
Jiang Jingyan looked at her cheeks and saw that her eyelids were pink, indicating that she had been crying.
"Go to sleep."
She nodded and pulled the door handle.
Jiang Jingyan was about to leave, but then stopped and said, "Are you afraid of getting pregnant?"
Chen Qing's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
The man finished the sentence in a calm tone, "You're still afraid of getting pregnant with me."
She clenched her hands so hard that her knuckles turned white and veins bulged on the back of her hands.
"Everyone is afraid," she said.
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Chen Qing was very fond of his bed and was extremely nervous, so he stayed awake for most of the night.
Early in the morning, the nanny knocked on the door, "Miss Chen, are you awake?"
She suddenly sat up from the bed, "Wake up!"
"Madam, please come downstairs for breakfast."
"good."
By the time Chen Qing finished washing up, Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Jingyan were already dressed.
"Good morning, Mrs. Jiang." She nodded and greeted him, then changed direction, "Mr. Jiang."
The nanny placed the guests' tableware on the seat next to Mrs. Jiang.
Jiang Jingyan raised his eyelids and raised his chin towards him, "Sit down."
Chen Qing moved his lips twice and went to Mrs. Jiang again.
Unexpectedly, he pulled out the chair and brought the tableware with a very domineering attitude.
Mrs. Jiang maintained her dignity and said, "Since Jingyan is so willing, Miss Chen, please do as you please."
The nanny came to serve the food and placed a cup of soy milk in front of Chen Qing.
Jiang Jingyan wiped his hands slowly, "She doesn't drink this."
The Chiang family has always mainly eaten Chinese food.
Chen Qing came home last night. Seeing Mrs. Jiang's expression, the nanny and the servants did not ask about her dietary restrictions.
"The kitchen also made oatmeal. Would you like to switch to that, Miss Chen?"
Jiang Jingyan brought the soy milk to his hands and said, "Switch it to hot lemon water and fry an egg. Make it runny."
Chen Qing was on pins and needles.
It's not right to refuse, nor is it right to keep silent.
Mrs. Jiang's eyes fell on Jiang Jingyan with a cold look.
Familiar with the eating habits, it seems they have been together for more than just a day or two.
This strange breakfast has not yet been finished.
The living room phone rang.
"Ma'am, it's Dr. Cui."
Mrs. Jiang put down her chopsticks and stood up to answer the call.
Chen Qing's breathing was rapid and his toes were curled together.
All my attention is focused there.
Jiang Jingyan was not affected at all. He finished the food in the bowl in a few bites and drank the soy milk in one gulp.
He also asked the nanny to bring tea to clear his mouth.
As if it had nothing to do with him.
About three minutes later, Mrs. Jiang returned to the restaurant and smiled kindly, "Ms. Chen, I'll send someone to take you back to school later. I'm sorry for delaying your class."
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "Don't bother you. I don't have classes in the morning, I'll go back to school by myself."
Jiang Jingyan wiped his mouth, his half-closed eyes showing an unclear emotion, "I'll take you there."
She didn't dare answer.
Mrs. Jiang scooped up a spoonful of porridge and said, "It's inconvenient for you to deliver it."
"It's even more inconvenient for my mother to send her off. It would be troublesome if others thought the Jiang family had an illegitimate daughter."
"What nonsense!" Mrs. Jiang scolded him in a low voice. "If your father hears this, he'll break your legs!"
Jiang Jingyan didn't care much and left the restaurant.
When he returned, he looked at his watch and said, "Chen Qing is gone."
Chen Qingru felt as if he had been pardoned, so he grabbed his cell phone and followed him out.
On the way back to school, Jiang Jingyan remained silent.
Chen Qing turned his back to him and looked out the window.
This night was full of ups and downs.
The phone call that brought the test results seemed like the sign of the end of everything.
He was going to get engaged and married, and she wasn't pregnant.
The intersection between the two people ended here.
This perverse relationship, this relationship that accidentally stepped into the secular taboos, no longer exists.
The car sped across the overpass.
The high-rise buildings retreated rapidly and collapsed inch by inch in Chen Qing's tears.
"Are you happy?"
She was stunned, blinked away the moisture, and leaned against the window frame, "What are you so happy about?"
It was hard to tell whether the man was happy or angry in his tone, "She's not pregnant, and she's not pregnant with me."
"Mr. Jiang, are you happy?"
"What if I'm not happy?"
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