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

Chapter 199 She Wants 1

Deng Qiaoni's tears welled up in her eyes. She bit her lips tightly and continued to beg, "I beg you, please give me some time. I will definitely raise the money."

Her eyes were full of expectation, hoping that the person in front of her would be soft-hearted and understand her difficulties.

After a while.

Tian Fengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll give you three days. If you can't come up with one million, I'll go find your boss and ask him to fire you."

There was a threatening gleam in Tian Fengzhi's eyes, and that gleam was like a sharp blade that pierced Deng Qiaoni's heart.

Deng Qiaoni's face turned pale instantly, and she said weakly: "One million is too much. Where can I get so much money?"

Her voice was full of helplessness and despair, as if a gust of cold wind blew, making people feel bitingly cold. Her shoulders drooped slightly, as if she was bearing an unbearable pressure.

Tian Fengzhi's eyes became even more severe, and she said forcefully: "Don't bargain with me. If you can't come up with one million, your stepfather's legs will be broken. You can do whatever you want."

"I understand." Deng Qiaoni's eyes dimmed and she said in a low voice. Her body swayed slightly, as if she might fall down at any time.

Tian Fengzhi glared at Deng Qiaoni fiercely and warned her, "You'd better think of a solution quickly. Otherwise, if anything happens to your stepfather, I won't forgive you."

After saying that, she turned and left, her back looking resolute and indifferent.

Deng Qiaoni stood there in a daze, her eyes empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul. There was not a trace of light, only endless confusion and pain.

She didn't know what to do. One million was an astronomical figure for her.

Deng Qiaoni fell into despair. Her heart felt as if it was being gnawed by millions of ants. She was in great pain. She felt like she couldn't breathe. Her body was trembling slightly. Tears kept flowing out of her eyes and dripping onto the cold ground.

Deng Qiaoni returned to the Huo family in a daze, like a puppet with its soul taken away. She walked slowly into the hall with heavy steps like lead, and her empty and confused eyes seemed to have lost all their brilliance.

Just then, she happened to run into Huo Yan who was sitting on the sofa and concentrating on his work.

Huo Yan was wearing a suit that was so straight without a single wrinkle. His handsome face looked particularly cool under the soft light, like a perfect sculpture.

He raised his head slightly and saw Deng Qiaoni's distraught look. His sword-like eyebrows slightly knitted and he asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong?"

Deng Qiaoni's heart suddenly panicked, and she quickly responded: "Nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Her voice trembled slightly, like a fallen leaf shivering in the wind, fragile and helpless.

Huo Yan's eyes flashed with worry for a moment, and then he said, "Feeling uncomfortable? Then why don't you go see a doctor? Let the doctor check you out, so you can rest assured."

Deng Qiaoni waved her hands hastily and said anxiously, "No, I just need to take a rest."

Huo Yan nodded slightly and said softly: "Okay, then you should have a good rest. If you need anything, feel free to tell me."

A warm current suddenly surged in Deng Qiaoni's heart, and she whispered, "Thank you."

Huo Yan turned and left. His tall and straight figure was like a towering mountain, giving people a strong sense of security.

Deng Qiaoni stared at Huo Yan's back infatuatedly, her heart filled with endless gratitude. She knew that he was an extremely good person, however, she also clearly understood that the gap between her and him was as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

Deng Qiaoni did not dare to have any extravagant hopes. She just wanted to be able to watch him from afar, which was enough.

After a while.

Deng Qiaoni dragged her tired body back to the room, lay quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her eyes full of helplessness and confusion.

What on earth should she do?

Deng Qiaoni's mind kept reappearing about her family. She thought of her stepfather who was always making trouble, and her aggressive and strong mother who always spoke to her in a commanding tone.

Why am I always so unlucky?

Just when Deng Qiaoni was stuck in the quagmire of despair, unable to extricate herself, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Maybe she could ask Miss Qiao for help?

Deng Qiaoni's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had grasped the last straw of life. She quickly stood up and walked quickly to the door of the room on the second floor.

She stood there quietly, feeling nervous and uneasy. After waiting for a long while, she finally plucked up the courage and knocked on the door gently.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

The slight knock on the door sounded particularly clear in the silent corridor, as if it could penetrate one's soul.

Qiao Qin opened the door and saw Deng Qiaoni standing at the door with a hint of surprise on her face.

Her eyes widened slightly, a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, and she asked softly, "Why are you here? What's the matter?"

Deng Qiaoni clenched her hands tightly together, her white fingers turning slightly white due to the force, and said with a hint of urgency and expectation in her voice: "Sister Qiao Qin, I have something I want to ask you for help."

Qiao Qin nodded slightly: "What's the matter? Tell me."

Deng Qiaoni bit her lip, hesitating: "Um... can we go in and talk first?"

Qiao Qin frowned slightly, her eyes fell on Deng Qiaoni's face, she saw that her eyes were slightly red, and her originally bright eyes were now covered with a layer of mist, she was curious about what happened, and at the same time she moved aside to make way for her.

Deng Qiaoni walked into the room, which was filled with the faint scent of flowers. The sunlight shone through the white gauze curtains onto the ground, forming patches of mottled light and shadows.

However, the atmosphere at this moment was somewhat solemn.

Deng Qiaoni stood in the middle of the room, looking uneasy, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands.

Qiao Qin sat down, her expression as gentle as ever, like the warm sunshine in spring, and said softly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Deng Qiaoni took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision, and slowly said: "My mother came to me. She wanted me to give her one million yuan, otherwise she would force me to go home and get married. I don't know what to do."

As soon as she finished speaking, her tears burst out like a flood, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly.

Deng Qiaoni cried sadly and helplessly, her heart overwhelmed by deep guilt.

She always troubled Qiao Qin. Obviously, she had helped her enough, but now she had to ask her for help again.