The Perfect Hidden Marriage

Yang Jiahui was startled and smiled, as if she had heard a big joke:

"Bo Feihong, what's wrong with you? How could I be pregnant?"

"I didn't take any measures that day!"

Bo Feihong answered very seriously and in a loud voice, which made people passing by listen and take a deep look at him.

Yang Jiahui was extremely embarrassed, with a look of discomfort on her face and her heartbeat speeding up, but her tone was very calm:

"Don't worry, I still have these self-protection measures. I take the 72-hour emergency contraceptive pill on time. So, if I am really pregnant, it is definitely not yours."

"..."

"Bo Feihong, I have a boyfriend. What happened between us before was an accident. We are all adults, so we can just play with each other. Please don't mention it again in the future. If my boyfriend finds out, please let me know." How should I deal with it? You and I have both forgotten about this matter... That's both good for you and me..."

That’s fair enough!

From now on, he probably won't disturb her life again...

Bo Feihong understood. She kept her distance because she didn't want her boyfriend to misunderstand her or cause any other unexplainable trouble.

He nodded lightly:

"I see."

Think he is being sentimental.

Now, he was truly relieved.

It would be best if you are not pregnant.

"Then why are you vomiting like this? Why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

he asked calmly.

"Who doesn't feel uncomfortable seeing a dead person? If you really care about me, please buy me a bottle of ice water. I have to suppress the discomfort in my stomach. Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

Yang Jiahui felt that the discomfort was rising again, so she softened her tone and asked him for help.

"Wait!"

He went to a nearby 24-hour convenience store, and when he came out soon, he was holding two bottles of Nongfu Spring in his hand.

It was indeed ice.

She took it in her hand, said "thank you", raised her neck, and drank.

The cold feeling suppressed the discomfort all at once.

"It's already eight o'clock, are you sure you don't want to go to dinner?"

He also opened it and took a few sips. Seeing that her face was finally recovering a little bit, he asked again in a low voice.

"I'll go home and cook porridge. I'll go to bed after drinking. I have no appetite for the rest. It's greasy. Just go back! I'm fine! It's only two or three stops from here. I can just walk by myself...ah, you what……"

This man pulled her away and walked to his car without asking any questions.

"If I don't send you home, it will be difficult for me to do my job. Yang Jiahui, when did you become so cowardly?"

Bo Feihong was a little unhappy. Where was the little woman who used to drink and play guessing games with him?

If he had known it would turn out like this, he would definitely not have impulsively fallen in love with her. But now that it has turned out like this, both of them feel awkward and can't even be friends. This feeling is really annoying.

Yang Jiahui touched her hair and remembered everything she had experienced with this person before. It felt like a dream - two people who once felt so comfortable getting along are now so alienated. Sex did not catalyze their positive development, but instead worsened the relationship.

She didn't refuse anymore and let him give it away.

When she arrived at the community, she thought, this time, she could finally get rid of him!

Originally, she was going to say: "Bo Feihong, it's getting late, so I won't invite you up for tea... and we'll say goodbye."

Unexpectedly, he spoke first: "Yang Jiahui, don't you want to make some porridge for me? I'm hungry, so I'll eat some food with you, okay?"

She opened her mouth and was about to say "No" when a delicate and crisp voice stopped her:

"Jia Hui!"

Hearing the sound, Yang Jiahui turned around and saw a beautiful middle-aged woman in professional attire walking out of the community. It was none other than her mother, Qiu Mizhen.

"Mom, why are you here?"

After Qiu Mizhen came closer, her eyes glanced at Bo Feihong. She frowned unconsciously because of the scar on his face, pulled Yang Jiahui away, and said unhappily on her face. One sentence:

"What kind of friends have you made?"

Her mother was always straightforward when speaking.

Yang Jiahui was embarrassed for a while, her tone was helpless:

"Mom...please don't always judge people by their appearance, okay..."

"Don't interact with such a vicious person. It makes people feel scared just looking at him."

Although the voice was soft, Bo Feihong, who was born with a good ear, listened to everything.

"Let's go, go home... Why are you back so late? Your dad made soup for you at home in the afternoon and came to look for you. It's a good thing that you ran away without a trace..."

"Didn't I tell you? Something happened to Xiaotong's family."

"What bad luck have happened to your friends recently? Things have happened one after another... There has been a bloody disaster at home. Let me see you..."

"Mom...that's my best friend...what does friend mean? Do you understand..."

"I understand, understand... ok, you can do whatever you want, just pay attention to your own safety... We are here to talk to you about the blind date tomorrow. This time, you are not allowed to play tricks on me again, tomorrow , you must give me an honest look... You are already twenty-six. If you don't get married, all the good men will be gone, and the only ones left will be those who are married for the second time. Please don't be so concerned about the major events in your life. Don't worry about it, okay..."

Qiu Mi Zhen kept chattering as she walked away, not saying hello to Bo Feihong at all.

Anyway, she didn't recognize this person, nor did she want to, so it didn't matter whether he was polite or not.

When Yang Jiahui turned around to look, Bo Feihong had already walked away.

well!

She sighed quietly in her heart.

What would happen if the mother knew she was pregnant with this man's child?

It's unimaginable.

"Hey, I said, you bad boy, what's wrong with you? I'm talking to you, where are your thoughts going?"

Qiu Midhen pulled her ear, her tone was so helpless.

*

Bo Feihong was sitting in the car, walking aimlessly on the street.

Finally he met the head of the Yang family. As he expected, they didn't like him at all: seeing the scar on his face, he felt that he was not a kind person.

He touched his face. Well, he wasn't good-looking in the first place: to put it nicely, he was very masculine; to put it ugly, he was like a King Kong... When his face wasn't bad, he barely made it, but when it was, After the face, he had a debt-collecting face.

He laughed at himself. Fortunately, he had a reputation for foresight!

A girl like her should marry a man of similar family status.

Who is he?

What is the difference between it and garbage?

The cell phone rang at this time.

He took it and took a look, but it was Yao Fusheng calling.

"Boss Yao, what are you doing for me?"

He spoke calmly, with an inexplicably unpleasant tone.

"Hey, Brother Bo, if this is where you are, can't I give you a call and keep in touch with you if I have nothing to do?"

The voice had long lost its previous domineering tone and had become more charming.

He couldn't help but smile indifferently:

"A rough guy like me, Bo Feihong, has always been at the mercy of Boss Yao. When it comes to relationships, how am I qualified..."

"Ouch, brother Bo, please don't say that. I, Yao, are blind. I didn't know until today that you and the second son of the Xiao family are close friends. It's really disrespectful!"

Ha, as expected, he is really good at inquiring. In just a short time, he found out all about Jin Hengyuan's background.

"You can't be considered a life-long acquaintance. Thanks to Xiao Xiao, you can give me a bite to eat. Working with someone is not a part-time job, don't you think so. I hang out just to live a comfortable life."

"That's that."

Yao Fusheng responded: "If you can hang out with Mr. Xiao, you will definitely have a bright future... How about you introduce me to Brother Bo... Let me tell you, I am absolutely innocent about the Zhang family. . Someone is deliberately trying to play tricks on the Zhang family. I am just greedy for money. I never imagined that it would cause such a commotion... When opening a business, everyone wants to be lucky. Once this kind of bad luck is involved, it will affect the company. Reputation..."

"Is someone deliberately playing tricks on the Zhang family?"

This sounds interesting:

"How to say?"

"Uh, can I talk about this in person with Second Young Master Xiao?"

It seems that this person is deliberately trying to attract others!

Bo Feihong thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll go back and say hello to Xiao Xiao, and then contact you."

In this way, after he dealt with this old man for a few more times, he finally dismissed him.

After hanging up, he immediately called Jin Hengyuan: "Xiao Xiao, Yao Fusheng just called me and said that there is something hidden about the Zhang family, and he wants to meet you to discuss it. Do you want to make an appointment?"

Jin Hengyuan thought about it for a while: "Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"good!"

He wanted to hang up, but Jin Hengyuan stopped him:

"Old Bo, where are you now?"

"I just sent someone home and I'm on my way back."

"Didn't you stay to eat?"

Jin Hengyuan asked calmly.

"At the gate of the community, Yang Jiahui's mother saw me. She is going on a blind date tomorrow... Xiao Xiao, your little thoughts, can you spare me the trouble? If you don't do so many serious things, how can you be a matchmaker? No possible."

"Regardless of whether it is possible or not, from now on, your tasks will become heavier..."

"What's the meaning?"

"The bodyguards I hired before will report to you later, and I will add a few more. Do you have to work overtime for me these days?"

That solemn tone made Bo Feihong shudder:

"What happened?"

He could actually make this man feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.