Candy Marriage

Yan Yizheng smiled and raised his hand to gently touch her hair.

"Don't worry about those superfluous things in the next few days. Take care of your health quickly. I feel sorry for your recent weight loss."

"Yes, I will."

Qu Qing spoke calmly, his words as gentle and calm as ever, but there seemed to be some subtle emotion brewing in them.

She looked up and met Yan Yizheng's eyes as if she was making a promise.

"Okay."

She cast aside all the distractions in her mind and looked at the man in front of her firmly.

It was undeniable that Yan Yizheng had never been an indecisive man, and it was precisely because of his personality that Qu Qing always felt a sense of loss.

Just like now, she could clearly see her reflection in his eyes, but still wanted to test whether Yan Yizheng's love for her was due to a sudden novelty, such feelings, whether there would be a so-called shelf life?

After all, she had never been so happy since she was born, so she always felt that such easy happiness came too unreal.

"Hiss, why is it windy?"

Qu Qing withdrew from his consciousness and watched in surprise as the man's tall body slowly walked to the window and closed it.

His back looked extremely broad, giving her an unparalleled sense of security.

After a short pause, yan yizheng looked at her for a while with a gentle and unreasonable expression. He walked towards her with a faint smile.

"Qu Qing, don't worry. I'll protect you from now on."

The phone on the table suddenly sounded rhythmically, breaking the incomparably warm atmosphere at this time.

Yan Yizheng paused slightly when he heard the ringtone. His expression changed slightly. He walked over to pick up his phone and pressed the answer button.

After a short conversation, the phone hung up in about half a minute.

"What's wrong?"

Qu Qing looked at his abnormal reaction, and his heart could not help but thump, as if instinctively a little scared.

"Well, it's nothing. It's just some business at the company. You don't have to worry."

The color on his face flashed, but it lasted only for a short moment.

About the company?

Qu qing nodded, worried.

She had never seen Yan Yizheng in the office before, when he was clearly too calm, and even if he was attacked and ambushed by the rival company, he just returned to the company and calmly deployed everything.

This man was born with an air of control, and this was the first time he had seen a change of color on his face.

Is it really just work this time?

Murphy's law said that if a person is more worried about something happening, then it is more likely to happen.

At the thought of this, Qu Qing's palm gradually tightened and silently turned to look at Yan Yizheng's face at this moment.

He put down his cell phone, although he still looked the same on the surface, but his movements had long been somewhat absent-minded.

As if sensing Qu Qing's gaze, the man straightened his mood and turned around.

"Go to bed early. I'll be with you today, okay?"

"Okay, but don't push yourself too hard."

Qu Qing spoke softly, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

The most important thing in managing a relationship is trust between them.

...

A few days later, Qu Qing was finally able to leave the hospital from the hopeless life that was tied to his hospital bed every day.

Yan Yizheng specially came to pick her up from work. Although she didn't say anything, her heart was overflowing with emotion and happiness.

"Well, you look well again."

Tall and straight, he was wearing a white shirt and a pair of light blue jeans today. He looked clean and innocent.

It seemed that ever since she met him, every time she saw him, he was dressed in a well-tailored suit, looking sharp and steady, but she always felt that even Yan Yizheng's entire life was filled with heavy suits and ties.

And now that he was standing in front of himself, this strange feeling was as if he was the only real and clean person in this world full of deceit and deception.

She couldn't help but stare blankly. Yan Yizheng like this didn't seem to be able to see enough.

"What? Am I that pretty?"

Yan Yizheng smiled faintly and reached out to fix qu qing's messy hair on her forehead. Her face was full of tenderness and indulgence.

"Mmm, it looks great."

As if he had been under some kind of spell, Qu Qing spoke without thinking, and Yan Yizheng himself was a spell.

"Get in the car with me. I'll take you home."

He looked at her with a smile and reached out to open the car door for her. His movements were as forceful as a gentleman's.

Along the way, he focused on driving and didn't say much.

Qu Qing, who was in the passenger seat, had been in the hospital for too long, so he looked out of the window with great excitement all the way.

Before she knew it, she reached home.

After a brief shower, when she came out, Yan Yizheng was frowning deeply and typing something on the computer.

It's so late. He's still working.

At the thought of this, Qu Qing couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Because she was greedy for Yan Yizheng's good treatment of herself, she had been living selfishly in the umbrella that yan yizheng had opened for him, but could not do anything when he was overwhelmed by the heavy workload.

As others said, he had no right to stand beside him.

Qu Qing deliberately walked lightly to Yan Yizheng's side. Sure enough, he didn't realize what he was doing.

She reached out and gently hugged Yan Yizheng from behind with a look of heartache.

"Yan Yizheng, you've been working too hard today. Shall we rest first?"

The man froze, his body stiffening in an instant.

"Qu Qing, are you done?"

She confusedly looked into his eyes and saw a flash of evasion.

He gently pulled her arm away, grabbed the computer, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Qu Qing, you should rest first. I'll finish my work."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the study. Qu Qing was the only one sitting by the bed, his outstretched hand still frozen in the air.

Her originally bright eyes gradually dimmed, suppressing the complex sense of loss that was churning in her heart, and she bit her lower lip slightly.

Was it her illusion?

It felt as if Yan Yizheng's attitude towards her had changed a little since that call.

She let out a long sigh, just then, a small movement came from her abdomen.

She smiled and put her hand gently on her abdomen.

"Baby, are you comforting mom? Or are you blaming mom for thinking too much?"

She had to admit that ever since she became pregnant, she had suffered a lot from gains and losses, which made everyone around her suffer a lot.

She had asked the doctor before, but the doctor said that these were all normal phenomena during pregnancy because the hormone secretion of the pregnant woman had changed, as long as the psychological adjustment was well controlled.

"But these words sound easy, and it seems a little difficult to do."

She smiled at herself and found a comfortable angle to talk to the baby like she was talking to herself.

"Baby, will you be disappointed to know that your mother is so useless when you are really born? If you think about it carefully, I think I really have a hard time doing anything."

She sighed slightly, her eyes full of powerlessness.

"Just like just now, if I could be as strong as Su Nannuan, I might be able to help him with his work, not just hug him and let him rest early."

Qu Qing blushed with shame and lowered her head. Under the warm yellow light, there was a dark shadow on her face.

Everything that had happened in the past began to unfold before her eyes, and Qu Qing bit her lower lip.

She closed her eyes and murmured.

"It seems that I have to work hard, work hard, and make myself a useful person."

Her ten fingers were forced into the thin quilt under her body to the extent that her fingertips were white.

"Mom promised you that you must be a useful person so that you won't be abandoned. You too, you know?"

But even though his mouth sounded good, Qu Qing still felt depressed, and a sense of bitterness kept gushing out of his heart.

There was a mist in her eyes and her vision began to blur.

She could more or less guess something about the change in Yan Yizheng's attitude just now.

In the end, it was probably because he agreed to keep the baby in his belly, but after all, this baby had no blood relationship with him, and it was the child of his opposite party. It must have been a barrier for a man with an extremely high self-esteem, right?

Even if you have accepted the child in your stomach psychologically, there will still be some physical resistance, right?

"Baby, don't be sad. It's not that dad doesn't love you. I think he just needs some time."

Although the child in her stomach clearly had nothing to do with Yan Yizheng, she still liked Yan Yizheng as the father of the child.

She reached out her hand as if she were treating something precious. She caressed her slightly raised abdomen carefully, her heart feeling soft.

"Baby, you have to grow up in your belly, okay? You have to be a good baby that everyone likes, but even if you are not, it doesn't matter. I will love you forever. Because you are a gift from heaven. Mom loves you."

With some difficulty, she reached out to turn off the bedside light and slowly closed her eyes in the darkness.

"Good night, my baby."

Although she said so, she knew that today was destined to be another sleepless night.