My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 133 Huo Yan's Weakness

Qiao Qin sat at the dining table, looking softly at the boy in the baby chair. There was an innocent light shining in his eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Qiao Qin's eyes were filled with complex emotions, including relief, emotion, and infinite expectations for the future.

A lot has happened this year.

The sweet time spent with Huo Yan melted in my heart like honey, and every moment seemed so precious.

However, beneath the appearance of happiness, lies her husband's heartbreaking deception, which, like a biting cold wind, blows away all of Qiao Qin's warmth and expectations.

At the same time, she worked hard at work and finally achieved new success.

......

Qiao Qin sat quietly by the window, her eyes lowered. Her long eyelashes were like two delicate fans, hiding the turmoil in her heart.

She gently stroked the corners of her eyes, only to find that tears had quietly slipped down without her noticing.

"Madam, are you okay?" Aunt Song's voice was full of concern. She handed over a tissue and tried to wipe away the silent tears for Qiao Qin.

"Mom..." Huo Siqian's childish voice sounded in her ears, carrying with it the innocence and concern that only a child can have.

Qiao Qin shook her head gently, forcing a smile from the corner of her mouth. She took the tissue, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then said softly: "It's okay, I'm just too excited."

Although her voice was calm, the complex emotions contained in it were as surging as the waves of the ocean.

On this quiet night, the doorbell suddenly broke the silence.

Qiao Qin's heart trembled slightly. She invited Xiao Ran and her parents to attend the baby's first birthday ceremony, but that was tomorrow's event.

It's so late, who could it be?

She walked slowly towards the door, and through the peephole, a familiar figure came into view.

It’s Huo Yan.

The cold wind whistled past. He was only wearing a thin white shirt and looked dusty, obviously having just rushed in from the company. He was holding an exquisite cake box in his hand.

There were ripples in Qiao Qin's heart.

After all, Huo Yan is Siqian's biological father and has the right to attend his birthday party.

After hesitating for a moment, she chose to open the door.

The door slowly opened, and cold wind mixed with Huo Yan's scent blew in. Qiao Qin looked at Huo Yan in front of her, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

The two looked at each other, their eyes met, and no one spoke for a while.

Huo Yan was the first to break the silence in the room. His eyes revealed a hint of caution, as if asking, "Can I come in?"

Qiao Qin nodded slightly and turned sideways to make way for him to enter the living room.

In the living room, the originally lively atmosphere became quiet and peaceful after Aunt Song quietly left. At this moment, only Huo Yan, Qiao Qin and Huo Siqian, a family of three, were left here.

"I bought a cake specially for you. Would you like to taste it together?" Huo Yan's voice was gentle and kind, like a spring breeze.

Qiao Qin's eyes swept over the box of exquisite strawberry cake in his hand. It was produced by her favorite dessert shop. Unfortunately, because it was too far from the city center, she rarely had the opportunity to taste it.

Huo Siqian, who was only one year old, was obviously not able to taste this delicious food yet, so this cake was bought specially for her.

After realizing this, Qiao Qin's eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of mist and sank slightly.

She shook her head gently, her voice soft but firm: "No, just eat it."

Huo Yan's hand was suspended in the air. He was slightly stunned, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, and then he frowned: "Why? I remember this is your favorite..."

Qiao Qin raised her eyes slightly and looked directly at Huo Yan, as if she wanted to see through every corner of his heart.

She called softly: "Huo Yan."

These two words were like a breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up ripples. She continued, her voice like the melodious sound of a piano, gentle but not to be ignored: "People will change, just like the changing seasons, the blooming and falling of flowers. You should not always indulge in the memories of the past."

Her words were like a sharp sword, pointing straight at Huo Yan's heart.

He understood what she meant instantly, and his face turned pale and ugly in an instant. Huo Yan dejectedly put down the snacks in his hand, as if all his strength had been drained away at this moment.

There was an indescribable heaviness in the air, and Qiao Qin's words were like a huge rock, pressing on his heart.

He knew that she was reminding him that the past was past and they were no longer the same as they once were.

There seemed to be a heavy sense of depression in the air, like an invisible net, covering the hearts of the two.

Even Huo Siqian could not bear this heavy burden at this moment. His little mouth suddenly opened and his loud cry broke the silence.

Upon hearing the sound, Qiao Qin quickly turned around, picked him up gently, stroked his little head tenderly, soothed him with a gentle voice, and then slowly walked upstairs.

However, just as she was about to step onto the stairs.

"Little Qin."

A deep, hoarse voice sounded behind her.

Huo Yan's voice seemed to contain endless worry and heaviness, just like the depression that permeated the air.

Qiao Qin paused slightly, but she didn't look back. She just said softly, "Yeah."

Then, Huo Yan's voice sounded again, and his words were full of warnings: "Sikong Shaoyu is much more complicated than you know. You must be careful."

Qiao Qin nodded, without saying anything more, and just responded softly: "I know."

Then, she turned and walked into the room, leaving Huo Yan standing there alone, his back looking very lonely.

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At the other end of Yuncheng, a magnificent manor stood quietly.

Inside the manor, several young men were sitting around an exquisite round table, each of them nestled beside a charming woman, the clothes on their bodies were so thin that it seemed as if they were just a veil lightly draped over them.

"Master Sikong, do you think this plan can succeed?" One of them raised the wine glass in his hand, with a complex light flashing in his eyes, and asked softly.

Sikong Shaoyu smiled slightly, his deep eyes flashing with a determined light.

He casually pinched the soft face of the woman beside him, his voice full of confidence: "Don't worry, I'm 80% sure. I didn't expect that Huo Yan, this cold-blooded guy, would end up like this. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us to defeat the Huo Group in one fell swoop, and then we will take over."

The other person frowned slightly when he heard this, seeming a little worried.

He pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "That being said, Huo Yan is an old fox after all. We should be careful."

Sikong Shaoyu narrowed his deep eyes slightly, the gleam in his eyes was like a sharp sword, and he sneered: "Under normal circumstances, of course it is difficult to shake him. However, there are always exceptions. Qiao Qin is Huo Yan's weak spot now, even he can't escape the beauty."