"Go back by yourself."

Bo Xiangcheng threw a key to her, but he was caught off guard, but An Qian missed it, and the key fell on the ground.

She knew he was angry, this accident fulfilled her, but hurt him, she silently bowed her head to pick it up.

Looking at her like that, Bo Xiangcheng frowned fiercely, disgusted: "I can't handle this."

An Qian let him say, picked up the key, "Then I'm leaving."

Holding the red book and the key, he put them into his small white bag, turned around and walked to the side of the road, waiting for a taxi.

She doesn't have to go back to the old house now.

One of the requirements that Bo Xiangcheng was willing to go to get the certificate: to move out.

The wedding room that the old lady had prepared for her grandson early was located in the high-end community in the city center, the Yuanyang Community, and every inch of land was expensive, said to be hundreds of thousands per square meter.

Bo Xiangcheng didn't listen to his grandma, so he didn't want this woman, An Qian, to live in his wedding room.

In his eyes, An Qian, a country bumpkin, is not to be judged by his appearance. He looks peaceful, honest, and slightly attractive, but in fact he has a deep scheming heart. He drugged her openly and pretended to be innocent afterwards.

Such a woman, a bumpkin who grew up in the countryside, made him angry when he thought about it.

He was going to divorce her sooner or later.

He waited for the day when the red book in his hand turned green.

An Qian held the key and knew that the address she was going to was the Happy Community.

She could understand that Bo Xiangcheng didn't take her to the wedding room.

Bo Xiangcheng got into his car, a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and glanced at the woman waiting on the side of the road. It's October, late autumn and early winter, when the wind blows, it's still a bit chilly.

Thinking that she is pregnant now, whether he wants it or not, expects it or not, it is his child.

And the most important thing is, when grandma found out that not only did he not take him to the wedding room, but also let her precious granddaughter-in-law take a taxi home by herself, his grandma had no choice but to tear him up.

If this woman goes to sue, will he still have a good life?

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he parked the car in front of the bumpkin, the car window slid down, and with a sullen face, he said coldly, "Get in the car."

An Qian looked at him in surprise.

As if he was afraid that she might misunderstand, Bo Xiangcheng explained with a smirk: "I don't mind if you go back, I just don't want to hear my grandma rambling."

An Qian understood, so she just said it.

She waved her hand, her body didn't move, "I won't complain to the old lady, you go and do your work."

Bo Xiangcheng's temper became more and more ugly, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll let you get in the car."

Seeing his persistence, An Qian pursed her lips and got in the car silently.

Sit on the back seat, put your hands on your lap securely, look out the window,

The atmosphere in the car was colder than outside, she sighed softly, saving a lot of money for a taxi, but it's better to take a taxi.

This driver who doesn't need money, he is throwing face.

The car didn't move for a long time, she looked towards the driver's seat with some doubts.

Bo Xiangcheng said impatiently, "Seat belt."

An Qian realized that she quickly lowered her head and pulled it on.

She seldom takes a taxi and usually takes a bus, so she has little awareness of wearing a seat belt.

After graduation, she took a job that had nothing to do with her major.

Self-media, making food videos, currently has 80 followers on station c.

Occasionally receiving two commercials plus the amount of playback is enough for her and grandma to live.

She is a bit socially fearful, her personality is not extroverted, and she is not good at communicating with colleagues, but when she is with acquaintances, she can let herself go, like a crazy person.

This year, grandma was diagnosed with a heart attack. For the first time in history, she took several advertisements in a row, but they couldn't make up for the lack of money.

Her father had his own family, and he only gave her [-] yuan, but how could [-] yuan be enough?It's just a drop in the bucket.

She pulled the seat belt and fastened it tightly.

Seeing that Bo Xiangcheng frowned deeply, this country bumpkin, doesn't he know that there is a baby in his belly?

Do you want to strangle the baby with such force?

Bo Xiangcheng felt that he was thinking too much. This woman is now more expensive than mother and child, relying on the baby in her womb. The daughter who was thrown away from the housekeeper and raised in the countryside has suddenly become the eldest mistress of the Bo family. Now she has the status of the Bo family. Even surpassed him.

He drove the car coldly and headed for the happy community.

The Xingfu Community is a house he bought when he was in high school. It has three bedrooms and one living room, and the elevator room is on the third floor.

After studying in university, I bought a house next to the university and never came here again.

"The first building, No. [-] on the third floor, go by yourself."

An Qian just nodded and got out of the car.

Seeing them getting along like this, no one would have thought that they were a couple who had just obtained their certificates.

"Contact me for big things, don't bother me for small things, and don't call grandma."

After he finished speaking, he started the car and disappeared without a trace.

An Qian watched the butt of the car disappear from sight, and thought to herself, she didn't have his phone number, nor the old lady's.

Don't worry, she won't hit anyone.

She could see that the young master hated her very much and believed in her misunderstanding.

An Qian couldn't tell because she was just a small person, she couldn't make a fortune in Bo's house, and she couldn't prove it for herself even if she wanted to break her head.

That night the young master was too cruel and fierce, and the next day she couldn't bear it and developed a high fever.

She couldn't even buy contraceptive pills. Of course, Mrs. Bo wouldn't let her have the chance to take pills.

Even when she went to get the certificate, she held the hands of An Qian and Bo Xiangcheng, overlapping each other, smiling so that they looked ten years younger.

"This is the best gift you could have given me for my 75th birthday," she said.

Bo Xiangcheng went to work in the company, and his parents had already gone on a trip. Now all the big and small things in the company fell on him. He was so busy all day that he didn't touch the ground. The only time to relax was to drink with his brothers after work. Drink a little wine and occasionally catch a fish.

He was delayed for so long today, and he left behind a lot of work.

Thinking of An Qian, anger flashed in his heart, and his expression became a little more disgusted.

After working in the office for two hours, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't lived in the house in Xingfu District for a long time. Although he asked his aunt to clean it once a month, it was almost a month since the last cleaning, right?

So the woman is now pregnant and cleaning alone?

He couldn't sit still for a moment, and stood up suddenly. The acting secretary who was reporting work was startled, and stammered: "President, what, what's wrong?"

Where did he say something wrong?

Seeing the president's frowning, the acting secretary trembled with fear.

Woohoo, his boss looks so fierce.

After following the boss for three years, he knew that the boss not only looks fierce, but also has a really bad temper.

His boss is 1.9 meters tall, like a gangster gangster, vicious, fearful of ghosts, and has a strong sense of oppression. The pitiful acting secretary is only 1.7 meters five, weak, pitiful and helpless.

He was shaking and shaking until he couldn't even hold the report, when his boss looked down at him and said, "One month pregnant, is it dangerous to wipe the table and mop the floor?"

"Ah?" The acting secretary suspected that his mind was stunned by the boss. For three seconds, the words entered his brain from his ears, and his mind didn't translate the meaning to him, and his mind went blank.

"Huh?" Bo Xiangcheng glared and pressed.

The acting secretary was terrified, and quickly grabbed the frightened IQ into his mind.

"Well, if you're pregnant for one month, you should be fine."

He has a sister who is two years older than her, and she is currently pregnant, three months old, and she has returned to her mother's house to live a lively life.

Bo Xiangcheng narrowed his black eyes slightly: "Should?"

"Yes, yes, be careful for a month, it should be, that's okay..."

The acting secretary became more and more unable to speak.

Bo Xiangcheng sat down, leaned back, and raised his eyelids to look at him, "Secretary, I remember you mentioned before that your wife seems to be pregnant too, right?"

The acting secretary glanced at the president with resentful eyes, and said aggrievedly: "President, my sister is pregnant, and I haven't found a girlfriend yet."

"Oh."

Bo Xiangcheng thought, before today, he was also a single nobleman.

Now suddenly I have a wife.

And soon to be a father.

Thinking of his grandma and that woman, he sighed deeply, and looked at the acting secretary with envy.

There was a bit of earnest advice in his tone, "Secretary, cherish your single days."

The acting secretary pursed her lips, and said, "President, I have been single for 26 years. Now I miss my wife and children."

Bo Xiangcheng said coldly: "What's wrong with being single? A wife and children are a burden."

It will only affect the speed at which he makes money.

See, now he has to call the woman and ask if she wants someone to clean it up.

Flipping through his phone, he paused.

He doesn't have her phone number.

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