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

Chapter 161: Pregnancy Photos

The next day.

Jiang Qianxun slept until almost nine o'clock. In addition to her bad mood and poor sleep quality, it was mainly because she was too tired. Pregnant women are prone to sleepiness. She almost didn't have the strength to get up. It was only when Aunt Lan came in and helped her up that she got up.

"Miss, why do you look so tired? Your hands and feet are so weak. Were you hungry yesterday? I brought you a midnight snack last night... but you didn't even eat it."

Aunt Lan helped her up, put on her coat, and asked her with concern.

"No, I had a full meal at Mr. Xing's place yesterday. So I didn't have any midnight snack last night." Afraid that Aunt Lan would worry, Jiang Qianxun explained to Aunt Lan while combing her hair.

Thinking of that heartless man, Auntie Lan shook out the quilt and folded it, her face full of disbelief: "Since Mr. Xing fed you well, how could you be so tired? Miss, you are not afraid that I will worry, so you deliberately coax me?"

"Really not!" Jiang Qianxun smiled, thinking that Aunt Lan was thinking too much. Suddenly, she noticed two certain words in the sentence, and she paused in combing her hair. Gradually, her face turned red.

Mr. Xing...feed...

Is it possible that Mr. Xing fed her too much, that's why...

Realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Qianxun rubbed her red face with her hands, feeling extremely embarrassed.

What on earth was she thinking about so early in the morning?

"Is the boss awake? He's holding his face with a shy look on his face. Did he have an erotic dream last night?"

Jiang Qianxun was still feeling embarrassed when she heard the sound of someone taking off their clothes coming from the door.

Jiang Qianxun felt even more embarrassed now, and glared at her best friend who came in through the mirror.

"Teacher Meng, can you act a little more like a world-renowned Chinese architect?"

"What? A world-renowned Chinese architect can't talk about erotic dreams? I'm still having them." Meng Zixi walked up to her casually, reached out and picked up the comb to help comb her hair.

"......Okay, as long as you like it. Oh, by the way, help me tie a bun. I can never do it right. I don't know why. Every time I try to tie a bun, it just doesn't work. It looks better if I tie it casually."

"Don't tell me yet." Meng Zixi combed her long hair up: "I really can't tie it up properly if you tell me, but I can tie it up casually today."

"What?"

"Because my eldest daughter is naturally beautiful, even with her messy hair she looks beautiful."

"Be serious!" Jiang Qianxun reminded her.

"Okay, remember last time we talked about taking photos of maternity clothes? I've already contacted a professional photography studio, and you can go there whenever you're free in the next seven days. I see you're still at home so late today, and the weather is nice, so why don't you just go and take the photos?"

As he spoke, Meng Zixi had already tied up her bun: "If I go today, I'll have to style it. It's not just a matter of tying it up casually."

"Take maternity photos?" Jiang Qianxun touched her slightly bulging belly. Thinking about the beautiful photos she would take, she felt much better. "Okay, let's go today. I'll ask for leave from the company right away."

Anyway, the workload at the Xing family's place was not big, and she felt really sore and weak today, with a burning sensation there.

He is too big...

It’s better to take a day off.

"Okay, then I'll notify the photography studio in advance. By the way, Aunt Lan, we may have to bring lunch boxes with us today. The shooting will definitely not be fast, and the eldest daughter is pregnant, so she will definitely be hungry by then." Meng Zixi reminded.

Auntie Lan patted the neatly folded quilt and smiled, "Okay, I'll go downstairs and prepare the lunch box."

With Uncle Jiang around, Aunt Lan prepared the lunch box much faster. Jiang Qianxun just washed up, and when she went downstairs to the small dining room, a wooden lunch box was already on the dining table.

When Uncle Jiang saw her come in, he immediately put down his phone and brought her breakfast. "Director An, I heard that you are going to take maternity photos today. Why don't you take me with you? I'll drive you there."

Jiang Qianxun took the milk and drank a few mouthfuls before smiling and saying, "Since I can drive, there's no need to trouble Uncle Jiang. You can help me dance square dance with Aunt Lan. It's not convenient for her to walk there alone."

"It's not a problem. Your Aunt Lan told me that she's worried about you and wants to go with you. I think it's inconvenient for the three of you ladies to carry such a big lunch box. I might as well rent an RV and go with a few of us. It will be convenient for us to eat and rest."

Auntie Lan thought it made sense and nodded in agreement: "Yes, why didn't I think of that, Miss, please agree."

"Agree to what?" Just as Aunt Lan finished her words, Chen Zheng's voice was heard at the door of the small restaurant.

"The eldest lady is going to take maternity photos. We want to drive her there in the RV. Chen Zheng, come and sit over here." Aunt Lan put the steamed dumplings on the table and asked Chen Zheng to come and sit over.

There were some dark circles under Chen Zheng's eyes, but his smile was as bright as the sunshine outside. He sat next to Jiang Qianxun and listened to Uncle Jiang's continued persuasion. After eating a few dumplings, he figured out what was going on.

"Why don't you let me drive Axun and Zixi there? They need to change clothes for the photo shoot, so it's more convenient for Zixi to go. If they need to move heavy objects, I can help."

"I agree." Jiang Qianxun took a bite of the steamed bun and said with a smile.

At the same time, at the top of the Xing Group.

Xing Mingyu came out of the lounge in a neat suit. When he opened the door, he almost scared Assistant Zhou who was waiting at the door.

"Mr. Xing, you..."

How come my boss's face looks even darker after not seeing him for one night?

"Bring in the information." Xing Mingyu, wearing a black tie around his slender neck, walked with his long legs and sat behind the desk.

Hearing the man's icy voice, Assistant Zhou knew that his boss was in an even worse mood. He didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly came in and put the information on the table.

As he was leaving, his eyes wandered and he accidentally saw the screen on his boss's cell phone. He was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped!

This chat box is...

But when he saw the boss's face, he didn't dare to say another word and quickly retreated.

Behind the long table, the man turned his chair to an angle, supported his forehead with one hand, and typed on his private mobile phone with the other.

[I was a little too heavy last night, it's been too long since I last touched you, and I was a little out of control. You should have a good rest today. ]

After typing, the man read each word twice to confirm that the words were meant to coax her, and then he pressed the send button.

"Ding dong."

Jiang Qianxun had just discussed with Chen Zheng and others the candidates who would go out next.

"Okay, then it's settled. I'll be the driver. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes first."

"Okay. I'm full too. I'll go upstairs and get a water cup and ask for leave from the company."

She stood up and just picked up the phone on the table when she received a WeChat message.

She turned on the screen and saw that it was a message from Xing Mingyu.

When she saw the content clearly, her face turned red.

"..."

She ignored him and called her assistant directly.

The other end of WeChat.

After Xing Mingyu sent the message, he kept waiting for a reply.

Getting impatient with waiting, he took the document and signed it. When he finished signing the document in his hand, Assistant Zhou came in again to hand in the morning meeting materials, and his phone was still silent.

After taking the information handed over by Assistant Zhou, he suddenly ordered: "The meeting will be postponed for two minutes. Please call the HR department and ask for leave for Director An."

Assistant Zhou was still waiting for him to go out to the meeting room, and he was a little confused when he suddenly said this.

But when he thought of the phone screen he had just accidentally seen, he quickly calmed down, replied respectfully, and hurried out to do his business.

Inside the office.

Xing Mingyu confirmed that his phone was still silent, so he stood up, picked up his coat and prepared to go to the meeting. At this time, Assistant Zhou came in hurriedly.

"...Mr. Xing, HR just called and said that Director An had asked her assistant to take leave for her fifteen minutes ago. The reason for the leave was to take maternity photos."

"Taking maternity photos?" Xing Mingyu paused, his handsome brows furrowed, and the aura around him suddenly turned cold.

Feeling the familiar aura of death, Assistant Zhou finally guessed why his boss was in a bad mood, and he quickly took out his cell phone.

"I'll call Uncle Jiang right away."

The call was made but no one answered for a long time. Seeing that his boss's face was becoming more and more uneasy, Assistant Zhou was so anxious that he almost called the police.

Finally, a few seconds after he made his third call, the call was connected.

"Uncle Jiang, you finally answered the phone. Where are Director An and the others?"

There was a loud sound of square dance music on the other end of the phone. After a two-second pause, Uncle Jiang answered.

"You can ask Director An. She went to take maternity photos with her friends."

"With whom? What's his name?" Assistant Zhou asked.

"One is Meng Zixi, and the other is Chen Zheng."

As soon as Uncle Jiang's voice came, Assistant Zhou felt a chill around him. He looked up and saw that his boss's face was as black as an inkstone.

He was even more confident in his own intelligence. Oh my god, he seemed to have discovered something incredible.

"How did you get there?"

"I arranged a motorhome for Director An. It was said to be rented, but in fact...Mrs. Xing had someone send it over. Chen Zheng drove the car and accompanied Director An to take maternity photos."

"Okay, I see."

Assistant Zhou asked, put down his phone with shaking hands, paused for two seconds, and then turned to ask his boss: "Sir, are you still going to the morning meeting later?"

......

five minutes later.

Xing Mingyu strode into the conference room with a black suit jacket in his hand, threw his business phone on the table, and sat down in a chair at the end of the long table.

"let's start."

When the relevant departments saw that the boss's face was not in a good mood as soon as he entered the room, and that the topic of the morning meeting was not mentioned today, anyone with a brain could guess what was going on, and the whole conference room was suddenly filled with silence.

Because the boss didn't mention the topic, each supervisor could only report truthfully on the status of the projects they were working on.

In order to avoid being criticized by the boss, no one dared to make a mistake or miss any details, for fear of putting themselves in danger.

However, what you fear will come true. After the entire meeting, there was indeed no mistake in the project status reported by everyone. However, there was a mistake when the last person finished his report. He said the completion date, which was originally scheduled for the 30th of this month, was the 30th of next month. When he realized his mistake and wanted to correct it, it was too late.

"More than half a month has passed, and you still want to push the completion of your project to next month?"

The man didn't say many words, but his cold tone and aura were enough to scare even the department heads with excellent psychological qualities, and even the timid ones were frightened.

This is not enough.

Seeing that the man didn't answer, the man glanced over sharply, holding the pen in his long fingers.

"say!"

Now, the supervisor who said the wrong thing was even more afraid. He didn't even dare to raise his head, and he defended himself tremblingly.

"Mr. Xing... Mr. Xing, it's... I got the date wrong. This project will be completed on the 30th of this month, not next month."

"Meeting adjourned!" The man stood up suddenly and pushed the chair on wheels backwards with such force that the chair hit the wall behind him with a loud noise.

"If anyone can't remember the date during the next morning meeting, go to HR and resign!"

After saying that, the gloomy-looking man picked up his cell phone and suit jacket and walked away.

Behind him, the supervisor who had said the wrong thing went limp all over and collapsed into his seat.

Top floor office.

As soon as the man came in, he threw the black suit jacket in his hand onto the sofa next to him, pulled out a chair and sat on it, rubbing his forehead with his right hand.

His large palm covered his eyes, and no one could see the emotions underneath. Only the horrifying blue veins on the back of his hand revealed the man's anger.

Assistant Zhou, who followed in, didn't dare to breathe and carefully placed the report on the table.

"Sir, this is the report from the morning meeting. I've left it here for you. If you don't have any other instructions, I'll go out and work first."

After saying that, he wanted to run away.

"Call Uncle Jiang and ask for the address." The man gave the order without even raising his head.

"Yes!"

Assistant Zhou understood immediately and took out his cell phone in front of him.

"Uncle Jiang, where is Director An taking the maternity photos? Please send the address here quickly!" Assistant Zhou emphasized the word "quickly" and almost told Uncle Jiang directly that if it was any later, Mr. Xing would vent his anger on them.

On the other end of the phone, Uncle Jiang immediately realized the seriousness of the matter when he heard Assistant Zhou's tone. He let go of his hand on his sweetheart's waist and stopped the tango step.

"I don't know either. Director An's friend booked the seat, but she didn't tell me. Wait a minute, I'll ask right away."

After saying that, Uncle Jiang hung up the phone and immediately called Chen Zheng. While waiting for the call to be connected, he secretly felt lucky that they had added each other's contact information when Chen Zheng asked him for advice on cooking.

A few seconds later, the call was connected, and Chen Zheng's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Uncle Jiang, are you looking for me?"

......

The other side of Beijing.

"Come on, expectant mother, look at me, put your hands on your belly, oh yes, very good, smile! So beautiful!"

"Click, click..." As the photographer kept pressing the shutter, Jiang Qianxun posed for several times before the photographer finally notified her to change the background.

She breathed a sigh of relief, holding her slightly bulging belly with one hand and holding the hand Meng Zixi extended with the other.

"I suddenly understand why some actresses complain about being tired from filming. I haven't been filming for long, but I feel tired all over."

Meng Zixi carefully helped her down the lawn and glanced at her belly: "Are you sure you were tired from taking pictures?"

Thinking about last night's "overtime", Jiang Qianxun sat on a bench in the park, her ears turned pink, and she said nothing.

Meng Zixi was so focused on serving her that he didn't notice her emotions. After making sure she was seated properly, he continued with what he had just said.

"It's clearly my unborn godson and goddaughter who made the trouble. Please sit down first. I'll get you some milk to replenish your energy. Brother Zheng, when you're better, remember to come and help the boss put on his headdress. The milk is in the RV. I'll come over."

On the other end, Chen Zheng hung up the phone, walked over with Jiang Qianxun's bag, and said, "Okay."

At this time, the photographer came over and handed another bag to Chen Zheng: "We will be taking cute photos later. Mr. Chen, please help the expectant mother put on these bear ears and secure them with hairpins."

"Okay." Chen Zheng took it, bent his body slightly, stood in front of Jiang Qianxun, and put on the bear ears in his hand.

Then he took the hairpin and put it on: "Axun, raise your head, I will help you fix the hair accessories."

"Okay." Jiang Qianxun came back to his senses and quickly looked up.

Suddenly seeing the girl's sweet features, Chen Zheng was stunned and distracted for a moment. When he came to his senses, he found that the hairpin in his hand was crooked and a strand of hair was entangled in it.

"Hiss, it hurts."

"I'm sorry, my hair is tangled. Just tilt your head back and don't move. I'll help you untie it."

As he spoke, Chen Zheng lowered his head, moved closer, and carefully untied the hair, fearing that he would hurt her again.

One of them lowered her head, while the other raised it. The hairpin happened to be stuck in the hair behind the ears. From a distance, it looked like the two were whispering intimately.

This was the scene Xing Ming saw when he arrived at the park.