I really don't want a second marriage

The night fell and the city's spark lit.

It has been a long time since autumn. Now the wind is much stronger at night. Sometimes when you can wear it on the street, there is always an illusion that winter is coming.

Just like Shen Jiamu now, he forgot to add a coat when he came out and stood at the intersection trembling with cold.

She didn't go to the company all day, but went to the hospital for birth examination.

After all, she had been pregnant for some time, and her physical condition was not very good. She went for an examination because she was worried.

The result made her happy.

The doctor said that the baby was very healthy, but her body was too weak and had to take more supplements. Otherwise, the child would suffer from malnutrition at that time.

As long as she gives birth to the baby at ease, she will have one more family member in the world.

She was thinking that when she left yetingchen in the future, she must go and find a job again, and then try to raise the child by herself, teach him to read and write, and then the child will chase after her and run and jump with her.

At the thought of these pictures, Shen Jiamu's heart softened into a pool of water.

It feels good.

My relatives.

Shen Jiamu has not felt like a relative for a long time.

Although she is the daughter of the Shen family, I don't know why. She has never felt the warmth of her relatives in the Shen family.

Another cold wind blew. Shen Jiamu shrank with cold and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold his arm.

When the remote light of a car came, Shen Jiamu couldn't open her eyes. When the light went dark, she found that the car had stopped in front of her.

When the window came down, a familiar handsome face appeared in front of Shen Jiamu.

"Miss Shen, I thought it was you just now. I didn't expect it was you when I was close."

Shen Jiamu is a little surprised. He sees Su Jiu open the door and walk down. Sitting behind him is Han Qing with a indifferent face.

I didn't expect to meet them here.

"Several times I met you in the hospital. Miss Shen is not feeling well?" Su Jiu asked with concern. Shen Jiamu smiled and shook his head: "no, just came for routine examination. Why are you here?"

"The Sutra looks like Miss Shen from a distance, so I came around to have a look. I didn't expect to really meet you. Are you waiting for the bus?"

Shen Jiamu was a little embarrassed. Her white cheeks were red by the wind and nodded, "HMM."

"Get in the car. We'll take you on the way."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu shook his head awkwardly: "it may not be on the way. It's all right. I'll wait a little longer."

"Get on the bus." Han Qing frowned when she refused.

His voice was cold and clear. He couldn't hear any happiness or anger, but he was inexplicably deterred. Shen Jiamu stayed for a moment, then obediently opened the door and climbed into the car.

After getting on the bus, Han Qing saw that she was wearing thin clothes and her pink lips were dried up by the wind. He couldn't help asking, "how long have you been waiting?"

"Not long, just came out."

"Lying is not a good habit." Han Qing took back his eyes and didn't seem happy: "although you think it's a white lie."

Su Jiu, who was sitting in front of the co driver, looked at Shen Jiamu through the rearview mirror and saw the embarrassment on Shen Jiamu's face. Then Shen Jiamu looked at Han Qing and opened his lips. A moment later, he didn't say a word.

Su Jiu raised his lips and hurriedly made a sound to round up the scene: "don't mind, Miss Shen. President Han has always been rigid, but the starting point is good."

Hearing this, Han Qing frowned: "there are many things."

Su Jiu smiled, turned his head back and didn't speak again.

The atmosphere in the car seemed to become a little warm. Shen Jiamu blinked. In fact, she didn't care much, but she didn't expect Han Qing to directly poke her lie on the spot.

Calm was restored in the car. The temperature in the car was very high. Shen Jiamu, who was just a little cold outside, felt much warmer after sitting down, although his hands were still cold.

Han Qing probably noticed. He suddenly raised his hand and untied his suit button, then took off his suit coat and handed it to her.

"Put it on."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu suddenly stared at him in surprise: "no, no..."

"What?" Han Qing picked his eyebrows and his voice was still indifferent: "haven't you run enough to the hospital? You'll catch a cold and have to run again. Put on your clothes."

His tone was too tough to refuse, but Shen Jiamu didn't want to take his coat, because she always felt... Han Qing was too nice to her.

Why?

Seeing that she didn't answer, Su Jiu said, "Miss Shen, you'd better put it on. It's still a long way. You just blew in the cold wind for more than half an hour. Put it on first and get off later."

Anyway, Shen Jiamu just didn't want to take the suit.

Han Qing frowned. For a moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took the initiative to put the suit on Shen Jiamu. His action was so fast that Shen Jiamu had no time to refuse. The suit with his temperature had already arrived on her, and then completely covered her thin shoulder.

"This..." Shen Jiamu looked up and wanted to say something to him, but he just saw Han Qing's resolute eyebrows.

Shen Jiamu was stunned.

His eyes were tough and firm. "Don't take it down."

Then he withdrew his hand and sat back in his seat.

Shen Jiamu was silent. He looked down at his suit and looked at Han Qing's steady side face.

I don't know why, I suddenly have a strong feeling in my heart.

How to describe that feeling?

It seems that... Relatives

Although this feeling is absurd for Shen Jiamu, Han Qing really feels like... A very kind brother.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu lowered her head and looked at her skirt.

She thought that maybe there were too many things happening recently, which made her too flustered and hasty, so she had this feeling?

In addition, Han Qing is a very stable person who gives people a sense of security, so she will have this feeling for the moment.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu felt more comfortable, then his red lips tilted slightly, and North and South Korea said thank you.

When Han Qing heard her say thank you, he was stunned. Yu Guang from the corner of his eye glanced at her.

Shen Jiamu just sat there in a suit, with her head down, her green silk hanging down to cover half of her cheeks, and her long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow around her eyes.

Han Qing suddenly moved in his heart.

What she looks like now

It's so similar.

How could there be two people so similar?

If she has nothing to do with the Han family, how can her temperament be so similar to that person?

The demure as like as two peas and the cold fundus of the eye are almost identical.

"You..." Han Qing's thin lips moved and couldn't help looking at her: "how many relatives are there in Miss Shen's family?"

Su Jiu in front of him couldn't help but be surprised. Did Mr. Han really start to move?

In fact, she can't understand what Han Qing wants to do to Shen Jiamu. If he wants to pursue Shen Jiamu, but he doesn't have any affection in Shen Jiamu's eyes, but a man won't be good to a woman for no reason. If he doesn't want to pursue her, why should he be so good to her?

Su Jiu couldn't understand or understand this.