Chapter 2

In order to further determine the answer, He Qiao has been quietly after dinner, did not reveal a trace of pregnancy. She is very glad that she does not have the symptoms of pregnancy and vomiting at the moment, otherwise she will show her feet. His father he Chengtian asked her if she had anything to do with it. He just said that he had a bad stomach, so he went upstairs to have a rest. At lunch break, He Qiao quietly went to the door of he Jiayue's room, and saw that the door was lightly covered, leaving only a small gap. Through the gap, He Qiao saw Yang Jieyi and he Jiayue mother and daughter sitting on the sofa discussing something. He Qiao put her ear to the door and listened carefully to their conversation“ Mom, you don't think he Qiao won the lottery. " He Jiayue said“ She looks like she is, but she doesn't admit it. " There is a trace of pity in Yang Jieyi's tone“ Apart from this kind of thing, who would admit it! Besides, she is also the eldest daughter of he family. It's not like she's disgraced. " He Jiayue gloated. Then he went on, "ah, it's all the credit of the mother. If you hadn't thought of giving her the medicine, I would have been married to my desire to marry." Shh Yang Jieyi motioned to her daughter to whisper: "don't mention it any more. Now he Qiao is pregnant, and he's still engaged with Gu's family. As long as she can't marry, it's your chance." He Qiao outside the door never thought that the vulgar means of house fighting happened to her. Her face was black and blue with anger, her hands clenched into fists, and her nails almost sank into the flesh. But the only trace of reason still held her impulse. Even though she wanted to tear the faces of the mother and daughter, she still put up with it. Good, Yang Jieyi, he Jiayue! Mother and daughter framed me, right! Don't worry. I have plenty of time to give it back to you. He Qiao, who is not interested in Gu Lingtian, swears in her heart at the moment that she must marry into Gu's family and not let anyone find out that she is pregnant. Today is the penultimate day of her marriage. Before she had a good night's sleep, she was pulled up to try on her wedding dress“ Wake up, miss. Master Gu has been waiting outside for half an hour. " Aunt wake up He Qiao Qiao, open the curtain of the room. He Qiaoqiao went to the window, just looked up, ready to stretch, stretch to half, then and a pair of cold and deep eyes. It's Gu Lingtian. At the moment, he is leaning against the door of the car, with his hands in his pockets, lazily looking at the position of He Qiao Qiao's room. If he Qiao is forced to comment on Gu Lingtian, she is not uninterested. After all, Gu Lingtian's face can't be compared with that of a few men in Z city. However, his eyes are too cold, whether happy or sad, people can't guess his mood. She vaguely remembers meeting Gu Lingtian for the first time at the request of her father. At that time, He Qiao was late, so she rushed to the restaurant. On this way, as like as two peas in the picture, she saw the same silhouette as the picture taken, but it gave a lonely feeling to the people. When the sun shone on his back, he put his side face in the shadow. The eyes of the long curly eyelashes gave the cold feeling to the people. Up to now, she has met Gu Lingtian only three or four times. He Qiao is still very nervous. After all, this person will spend the rest of her life with her. Gu Lingtian's words are very few. Every time when he Qiao chats with him on a date, he nods or shakes his head, or there is no such answer, no more words. He Qiao even sometimes suspects that he is a mute, and every time he chats, he is embarrassed. But it's normal to see him on the phone. She wondered if Gu Lingtian was only treating her like this. Or for all women. On that pair of cold eyes, He Qiao Qiao will stretch out the hand back, embarrassed toward the man waved, the man politely nodded to her. It has to be said that Gu Lingtian's etiquette is very considerate except that he doesn't like chatting. After waving her hand, He Qiao hurried to the cloakroom, changed her clothes and went out. She has no habit of waiting. Just ready to get on the bus, he Jiayue also ran over. Seeing her face, He Qiao clenched her fist, and her heart was filled with anger.