The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

Mr. Jun glanced at her as if he didn't mind the conversation she overheard. Old dignified voice, exhort a, "pregnant, try to contact less electrical radiation." With that, the old man looked at the mobile phone falling on the floor.

Qiao Baoer quickly picked up the mobile phone, "I know." She came back obediently.

"Young lady, now it's near the new year. We're booking a wedding for you and the young master. After the new year, because you're pregnant, it's inconvenient for you to walk around, so everything should be simple and only some important guests should be entertained. After the birth of the baby, another grand full moon banquet will be held." The old housekeeper told her about the wedding.

"Good."

Qiao bao'er has no opinion on these, and after the birth of the child, it is estimated that she has left Jun's home.

But near the new year, Qiao bao'er thought of another thing, her aunt may have gone back to the apartment.

"About your aunt..."

The old man seemed to guess what she was thinking. He took the lead to speak in a deep voice, and his eyes fell on her with a look.

"Your aunt Gu Ruyan is suffering from Shengtian heart disease. We have sent someone to contact the hospital and are actively looking for a suitable heart source..."

When Qiao bao'er heard this, he was stunned and his eyes were slightly red.

What she has been most worried about is her aunt's illness. In recent years, her illness has become more and more serious, and she has watched her relatives become haggard and thin.

"Thank you." She lowered her head and said in a choking voice.

She didn't think that Mr. Jun was willing to mainly help herself. If she could really save her aunt's life, she could do anything.

Qiao bao'er looked up again at the gentleman sitting in front of the sofa and asked carefully, "grandfather, can I go back?"

Mr. Jun has a dignified posture. His eyes are slightly narrowed. He looks at her for a long time, but he doesn't answer. Instead, he turns his head and doesn't pay any attention to her.

Qiao bao'er was a little worried when he saw that the respected old man ignored him.

"We will not imprison your personal freedom." The old housekeeper spoke kindly.

With that, the housekeeper told the maid outside and called the driver to take her back to the small apartment in the old district.

Qiao bao'er threw a grateful look at the old housekeeper, and finally said respectfully, "grandfather, I'll go out first."

Qiao bao'er's steps were stiff, and she followed the maid towards the door.

"Do I look so fierce?"

Just as Qiao bao'er walked out of the gate, Mr. Jun's voice was calm and discontented. He asked, "is she afraid of me?"

The old housekeeper couldn't help laughing, "old man, in addition to the young master, who is not afraid of you."

Even the outside celebrities and businessmen also respect and fear the master of Jun's family. Besides, Qiao bao'er is just a little woman. Anyway, they are both of the same temperament as the young master, and it's hard to get close to each other.

"Old man, you seem to like this job very much."

"Who says I like her?" Mr. Jun's face was complicated, and his eyebrows glared, "I just think that Qiao bao'er is better than Liu Yiyi before."

The old housekeeper chuckled and did not speak.

Qiao Baoer goes back to the old apartment where he used to live in the Jun's car.

"Can I stop here and go into the community myself..."

Qiao bao'er suddenly opened her mouth and said to the driver that when the jun family's famous cars enter and leave the community, they will definitely cause the neighbors to gossip. She doesn't like to make it public.

"OK, young lady. I'll wait for you here. Please be safe."

The driver agreed, and did not forget to exhort that after all, he was pregnant with Jun's children. If he was injured, no one could bear it.

Qiao Baoer nodded to him, opened the door and went out.

There is no elevator in this five story old apartment building, and even the street lamps are in disrepair. Because this is the old district and it is far away from the city center, the rent is relatively low.

She climbed the stairs and finally reached the fifth floor. She took out the key and wanted to open the door, but she saw that the door had been opened.

Qiao Baoer's face was full of joy. It should be that her aunt came back from the sanatorium.

"Auntie, you're back." She opened the door and walked quickly in.

However, as soon as she came in, she saw a man standing in her living room