Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 606 - 606 592 Grandpa Jings eccentric daughter (2)_1

Chapter 606: 592, Grandpa Jing’s eccentric daughter (2)_1 Chapter 606: 592, Grandpa Jing’s eccentric daughter (2)_1 “Strange, what’s wrong with this?”

Bai Jue muttered, he didn’t think much, drove away.

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On New Year’s Eve, every household was busy with reunions.

The hospital was very quiet.

The bathroom door swung open, and a man’s long legs stepped out.

The man’s slim figure was accentuated by his black casual attire, his semi-dry black hair was a little messy, revealing an alluring laziness.

He glanced up, his gaze fixed on the woman in the hospital bed.

In that moment, the women looked back.

Their eyes met, and a sense of warmth flowed in the air.

“Xiaojing, come over here.”

Jian Qing was holding a tablet in one hand and waving at Quan Jingwu with the other.

“Don’t move.”

Quan Jingwu walked over in big strides, took her hand, and whispered.

He looked down and realized she was video chatting with Rhee and a few others.

He took the tablet, his voice calm, “Good baby, it’s time to rest. We will chat tomorrow.”

“Jingwu, you little-”

Rhee’s voice came to an abrupt halt when the video call was cut off.

“Xiaojing, mom had not finished speaking.” Jian Qing looked up at him helplessly.

“We’ll talk tomorrow.”

He put down the tablet, lay back on the bed, and wrapped her inside his arm.

“Is there any discomfort?”

Jian Qing shook her head lightly, “I am really fine.”

He must have asked her hundreds of times since she woke up.

She grabbed his hand, smiled, “The baby is fine too.”

Quan Jingwu’s gaze moved to her flat belly, his eyes full of laughter, surpassing the dazzling starry sky.

His thin lips opened slightly, his voice extraordinarily soft.

“My little cotton jacket!”

Jian Qing was speechless.

How could he be so sure it was a girl, did he dislike having a prince that much?

“What if it’s not a girl, you won’t like him?”

A deep chuckle escaped his lips, softening his usually stern features, “I will like any child you give birth to.”

Jian Qing smiled, her stunning eyes full of mirth.

“Xiaojing, shall we give the baby a nickname?”

He agreed, looking down at her, his deep gaze full of her reflection.

“I have thought about it.”

“What?” Jian Qing was taken aback, thinking she had heard wrongly.

When did he think about it?

He grabbed her hand, resting his chin on her shoulder, “I started thinking about it after we got our marriage license.”

“…”

So proactive?

Before she could recover, the man’s deep voice echoed in her ear again.

“Call it Shanshan.”

Jian Qing looked at him curiously, “Why this nickname?”

He raised an eyebrow, “Want to know?”

“Yes.”

Shanshan.

Wait, could there be some meaning behind that?

“Call me darling.” His usual tactics were back on.

She had said it so many times, she wasn’t shy anymore.

Jian Qing was very forthcoming, softly calling, “Darling!”

Her soft voice filled him with joy.

He gently pinched her chin, lightly kissed her soft lips.

“Because, Shanshan is adorable.”

His little cotton jacket is definitely the cutest and softest.

Jian Qing was shocked for a moment, then laughed and buried herself in his arms.

Shanshan bursting with adorableness, it sounds cute.

It’s unexpected that this ice-cold overlord would come up with this nickname.

Wait, why does this nickname seem more suitable for a little girl?

“Is it so funny?” His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his strong arm carefully guarding her.

She barely held back her laughter, “Tell me, will you use the same nickname for our son?”

Quan Jingwu shook his head without hesitation, speaking in a doting tone, “This is specially prepared for our little girl.”

As expected, the little girl again.

Jian Qing was speechless.

She couldn’t help laughing and patted his shoulder, “You said you will love both, then what about our son’s nickname?”

Him calling for a little girl, she could see how much he might dislike having a boy.

“Nickname for our son?” He wrinkled his brows, a little bit of distaste flashing in his eyes.

Only our little girl should need a nickname, why should a boy need one?

Jian Qing saw his thoughts, raised her finger and poked his chest, her voice cool, “You must also think seriously about our son’s nickname. If you disregard him, I will take our son to live in M Country, and you can stay alone in Beijing.”

He grabbed her hand, his eyes slightly resentful, “Is our son more important than me?”

He refused to back down when it comes to his status in his wife’s heart.

“But you’re always calling for our little girl.” She retorted.

“You are the most important person to me.” He replied without hesitation.

“And the little girl?”

“You’re first, the little girl is second.” He looked at her earnestly.

Jian Qing laughed at his tease, “Okay, I’ll trust you for now.”

“What about me? Who’s more important, me or the son?” He circled back to his original question, demanding an answer.

Jian Qing’s lips curved in a smile, “I’m going to have to think about that.”

“Why?” He asked anxiously.

Isn’t he more important than their son?

That’s not acceptable.

Jian Qing coughed lightly, said casually, “You said you always want a little girl, what if we have a son and you don’t love him? The son will be pitiful then, of course I need to love him more.”

“No.” Quan Jingwu pursed his lips, holding her hand firmly, sounding upset, “I love our son, you can’t love him more than me.”

Jian Qing concealed a smile, scrutinized him, “You’re going to love our son?”

“Yes.” He nodded.

“How would you treat our son? Tell me.” She leaned in his arms, playing with his large hand, asked with interest.

He kept silent, thinking seriously.

Jian Qing lifted her head to look at him, his prominent jawline in view, her eyes softening, waiting silently for his answer.

Just as her neck started to strain, his deep and resonant voice echoed above her.

“I’ll spoil our son to become a little overlord.”

The words had not yet fallen, the smile on Jian Qing’s face suddenly stiffened.

Little overlord?

She couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

A big overlord, with a little overlord, that would be interesting. But with two overlords in the house, was she sure the roof would stay intact?

“Satisfied now?” He lightly pinched her nose as a smile played at his red lips.

Jian Qing nodded, “I heard that, the baby heard that too, you can’t back out when the time comes.”

“So now, who’s more important, me or the son?” He still keenly pursued the answer, asking again.

“You’re first, our son is second.” Jian Qing leaned her head back, rubbing his jaw, her smile reaching her expressive eyes, “Are you satisfied with this answer, Mr. Quan?”

Quan Jingwu’s forehead smoothed out, their foreheads against each other, he smiled, “I’m very satisfied, Mrs. Quan!”