After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 685 - 402: _3

Chapter 685: Chapter 402: _3

For the sake of her own company, she appeared in front of Rong Yanqiao.

Rong Yanqiao smiled and said, "I can act as a middleman, it’s not impossible. But Lin Quan, given your condition, shouldn’t this be something your fiancé handles instead?"

Lin Quan lowered her head, "He’s usually very busy. To be with me, he has to make a lot of effort. We’re about to have our wedding, and I don’t want something like this to happen at this critical moment."

"Then I’ll help you talk. I’m doing this because I consider you a friend."

The higher the Lin family rises, the harder the fall.

The main point: she could also involve Zhao Yixing, so naturally, she has to handle this matter well.

"Really, Qiaoqiao? You truly consider me a friend and are willing to help me?"

Rong Yanqiao nodded, "If I didn’t consider you a friend, I wouldn’t be here now."

"Then I really have to thank you."

Lin Quan was thrilled; Rong Yanqiao agreed without any hesitation.

"No need to thank me, meeting is fate, and becoming friends is also fate." Rong Yanqiao maintained a smile and slowly said this to Lin Quan.

The corners of Lin Quan’s mouth never stopped smiling.

Talking to Rong Yanqiao was comfortable, mainly because Rong Yanqiao had a very good temperament.

About three hours after finishing the hot pot, Zhao Yixing came to pick her up.

"Qiaoqiao, has your driver arrived? If not, I can ask my fiancé to take you." Lin Quan offered kindly.

She mainly felt that since Rong Yanqiao agreed to help, she should also demonstrate some goodwill in this small matter.

Rong Yanqiao deliberately took out her phone and glanced at it, sighing softly, "It’s really frustrating; my driver messaged me saying there’s an incident on the road, causing a blockade, it’ll take over half an hour."

Lin Quan took her hand, "We can’t let you wait here so long, we’ll take a detour and drive you home."

"Wouldn’t that be... quite troublesome?"

Rong Yanqiao pretended to be in a difficult position.

Lin Quan quickly said, "How could it be troublesome?"

"Once I’m off work, you and Xiaoquan are friends, it’s no trouble at all."

Zhao Yixing now appeared as the perfect gentleman.

Rong Yanqiao should be thankful: Rong Qingze let her enter the entertainment circle, and acting with so many people allowed her to control her emotions well now.

Otherwise, seeing Zhao Yixing, driven by anger, she would’ve torn him apart.

Thus, Rong Yanqiao got into Zhao Yixing’s car.

Lin Quan accompanied Rong Yanqiao in the backseat.

To prevent awkwardness, Lin Quan even opened up new topics intentionally.

Rong Yanqiao asked her, "Aren’t you about to get married? Haven’t you registered for a marriage certificate yet?"

This was her being nosy.

Just now, hearing Lin Quan refer to Zhao Yixing as her fiancé, not husband.

Lin Quan nodded, then said, "We haven’t registered for a marriage certificate. We’re planning to do it after the wedding."

This is good.

If the wedding falls through, even the marriage certificate won’t be issued.

If Lin Quan can’t even keep the baby, then Zhao Yixing will be completely left with nothing.

Though it involves an innocent Lin Quan and her unborn child, at least she could help Lin Quan see the scoundrel clearly, which matters to her now.

As long as she can take revenge, other people and matters are secondary.

"You and Young Master Huo are now engaged, when do you plan to hold the wedding? Are you asking for my advice on whether to get the marriage certificate first or have the wedding first?"

Lin Quan didn’t take Rong Yanqiao’s question to heart at all.

In fact, she was even empathetic towards Rong Yanqiao setting the scene here.

But Zhao Yixing felt somewhat displeased inside.

Yet, because of Rong Yanqiao’s presence and Lin Quan’s status, he couldn’t say much.

Once Rong Yanqiao got off at her stop, Zhao Yixing coldly remarked, "Xiaoquan, you’ve only known her for a short time, there’s no need to tell her everything so clearly."

"You tell me not to belittle myself in front of others, but don’t lean too much towards her either. Those words you said might just be jokes to her."

Lin Quan sneered coldly, "Is it she who thinks it’s a joke, or you?"

"Why would you think that? If I thought it was a joke, would I respect your opinion on everything? Xiaoquan, others can misunderstand and slander me, but you... you doing this really hurts me."

Zhao Yixing looked outside the window, took out a pack of cigarettes, and was about to light one when he halted his action and then stepped out of the car.

Lin Quan noticed this but said nothing.

Zhao Yixing had strong self-esteem and was quite sensitive.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have thrown out such words just now.

As Lin Quan was thinking this, a message from Rong Yanqiao came through on WeChat, [Are you having an argument with your fiancé?]

[No, why would you ask all of a sudden?]

[Because I saw you hadn’t left yet. If you’re still here, would you like to come in and sit for a while?]

Rong Yanqiao knew it was likely Zhao Yixing was being sensitive because of her words, leading to the argument.

Unexpectedly, Lin Quan refused her, [No need, we’re not arguing. I’m pregnant now, he just went down for a smoke.]

Rong Yanqiao didn’t reply further.

Zhao Yixing indeed only took the time for a cigarette before he returned.

"You should quit smoking sooner."

"I only smoke a few when I’m bothered, I promise, I won’t do it again. I’m sorry, I admit I’m a bit sensitive, but I only want to do better."

Zhao Yixing slowly spoke, admitting his mistake in a low voice.

Then, as he spoke, he started the engine.

Lin Quan said, "Sensitivity is just creating troubles for yourself, Zhao Yixing. We’re about to have our wedding, you’re going to be a father. In the future, you still have to help my father with many things, do you think maintaining this mindset is suitable?"

"I know it’s not suitable, so I’ll gradually correct it."

Zhao Yixing quickly responded to Lin Quan, who didn’t reply anymore.

Meanwhile, as Rong Yanqiao watched them drive off into the distance, she finally returned to her bedroom.

Unexpectedly, as she reached her room, she saw Rong Qingze in the living room, and upon meeting his bright, dark eyes, she was immediately startled.

"Second Uncle, why are you here..."

She had no idea when Rong Qingze arrived, and even Sister Hong didn’t inform her.

Rong Qingze smiled faintly, "Do I need to notify you to appear here?"

"No need."

This might seem like her territory, but in reality, it was all given to her by Rong Qingze. Since he gave it, he has every right to be here.

Besides, who is he? The gap in their statuses is so vast that he doesn’t need to report to her at all.

"Who allowed you to act alone?"

Rong Qingze frowned, clearly displeased with Rong Yanqiao’s actions.

Rong Yanqiao said, "I didn’t act alone. This is my private time, am I not even entitled to that?"

"Don’t think I don’t know what’s in your mind, Rong Yanqiao, your hatred hasn’t diminished one bit. If I were to give you a knife now, you could..."

"Yes, give me a knife, and I could kill Zhao Yixing, tear him to pieces! Rong Qingze, if it were you, the hatred in your heart would be even stronger."

"Why be so merciful to the one who harmed you?"

Rong Yanqiao’s lips curled into a sneer; she wished nothing more than for Zhao Yixing to live a life worse than death.

Rong Qingze had not the slightest interest in her level of hatred.

He said coldly, "These things have nothing to do with me. Don’t forget your status!"