Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 705 - 705 691 Prenatal check-up (2)_1

Chapter 705: 691, Prenatal check-up (2)_1 Chapter 705: 691, Prenatal check-up (2)_1 Zhou Qi rubbed her brows and hummed in agreement.

Even though she didn’t get the full five hundred million, at least she still got one hundred million. An Rong left in a good mood. Just as she was about to exit the main gate, she ran into Quan Jingwu coming to pick up Jian Qing.

She paused in her tracks, watching the two in the car looking sweet together. She wished she could slash Jian Qing’s annoying face with a knife.

Her family was being tormented by Jian Qing, but there she was, not only protected by many, but now also pregnant. She seemed to be living a carefree life.

Life was truly unfair.

An Rong clenched her fists, a cold light flickering in the depths of her eyes.

“Jian Qing, I curse you to meet a horrible end. I hope you lose your child.”

…

“Who’s in the kitchen this early?”

Weng Ya and Rhee came downstairs together and heard noises from the kitchen as they approached.

Rhee shook his head, “Could mom be cooking breakfast?”

As the two walked into the kitchen with curious faces, they were met with a man’s slender figure instead of their mother’s busy back.

“Jingwu, what are you doing here so early?” Rhee saw that it was his own son and asked curiously.

“Are you cooking breakfast?”

Quan Jingwu put down the pot lid, turned the heat down, and a bland aroma filled the kitchen.

“Hmm.”

“Jingwu, are you cooking for Little Qingqing?” Rhee glanced at the steaming pot and smiled knowingly.

“Hmm.” Jingwu was as frugal with words as always.

“Jingwu, pregnant women shouldn’t eat breakfast before prenatal checkups. They should go for checkups on an empty stomach.” Weng Ya slapped her forehead, how could she forget to remind him?

“Empty stomach?” Quan Jingwu looked at her, his thin lips tightly pressed.

Weng Ya knew that he would feel for Jian Qing, but she could only nod helplessly: “Hmm, she can only eat after the checkup, not now.”

After confirming, Quan Jingwu’s brows furrowed. Thinking of the person still asleep in bed, he felt a pang of sympathy.

Without breakfast and a hungry belly, his wife would probably be listless all morning.

He washed and dried his hands, then stepped out of the kitchen.

Rhee glanced at the porridge still bubbling in the pot, shouting after his retreating figure, “Jingwu, what about this pot of porridge?”

If the porridge was left too long, it would become sticky and overcooked.

“You guys eat it.” Quan Jingwu walked past them without turning back.

Rhee’s mouth twitched with displeasure.

“This heartless kid has never cooked for me in all these years. Now he’s finally showing some respect to me with this pot of porridge just because his wife can’t eat it.”

Weng Ya stood next to her, hearing her complaint, and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Sister-in-law, you should be happy that you can eat your son’s cooking. Look at me, if Axuan could cook me a meal, I’m afraid I’d have to wait until I’m old and grey.”

Rhee laughed along, “Indeed, thanks to Little Qingqing, I didn’t have to wait until I got old to eat my son’s cooking.”

“Honestly, I never imagined that Jingwu could cook.” Weng Ya opened the fridge and began to prepare breakfast.

Rhee chuckled, “Exactly, I thought I could never count on him to get married in this lifetime, but now he even has a child.”

The two chatted about daily life in the kitchen, while the main character of their conversation had already gone upstairs.

Upon entering the room, the dim light projected a noticeable bulge on the bed.

Quan Jingwu shut the door, walked softly to the edge of the bed, and just as he sat down, the person sleeping on the bed woke up, making a kitten-like sound from under the covers.

Quan Jingwu’s thin lips curled up slightly. He pulled the person into his arms. Jian Qing poked her head out, leaning comfortably against him.

“Xiaojing!”

She called out with her eyes closed, her delicate hand naturally wrapped around his strong waist.

Quan Jingwu freed one hand to smooth her messy hair. Looking at her rosy face, he leaned down for a soft peck, speaking in a low husky voice, “Shall we sleep a bit more, hmm?”

“Don’t we have a prenatal checkup this morning?” she looked at him with half-closed eyes, her voice soft.

Quan Jingwu: “Hmm, it’s still early, let’s sleep a bit more, and we’ll go straight there after you wake up.”

“Stick with me,” she said.

“Okay.”

He let her go, took off his slippers, and then got into bed.

No sooner had he lifted the blanket than Jian Qing rolled into his arms. Quan Jingwu extended his strong arm, holding her soft waist firmly.

Jian Qing curled up in his arms, burrowed deep into his chest, and fell asleep soundly within moments.

Quan Jingwu looked down at her peaceful sleeping face, a purple light flashed in his eyes. He took out his phone and began to look up information on prenatal checkups for pregnant women.

By the time Jian Qing woke up, it was already nine o’clock.

By the time they finished washing up and went downstairs, Rhee and the others were already in the living room.

“Jingwu, I’ve already arranged everything on the hospital’s end. Are you ready to go now?” Weng Ya asked when she saw the couple.

“Hmm.” Quan Jingwu nodded.

“Xiaojing, aren’t you having breakfast?” Jian Qing looked at him and asked softly.

Quan Jingwu smirked, “Let’s eat together after your checkup.”

Hearing this, Jian Qing’s eyes curved, “You should eat something first. I don’t know how long the checkup will take.”

“I’m not hungry. I’ll eat with you later.” Quan Jingwu stated firmly.

His wife had nothing to eat, so naturally, he would keep her company.

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Jian Qing didn’t insist anymore and tightened her grip on his hand.

“Little Qingqing, I’ll go with you guys.” Rhee offered.

Quan Jingwu frowned, “Mom, why are you going?”

“I’m going to be a grandmother for the first time, of course, I want to see my sweet little granddaughter.” Rhee rolled her eyes at him and said with a smile.

“Isn’t that right, Little Qingqing?”

Jian Qing nodded, amused.

With the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in agreement, Quan Jingwu naturally had no room to argue.

So including Rhee, what was originally a party of three became a party of four. Two cars left the Quan family mansion, one after the other.

Thanks to the arrangements made by Weng Ya and Rhee, the dean of the hospital had received the message and was there to meet them in advance.

The dean personally led Quan Jingwu and the others to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department and arranged for the most famous director of the department to meet them.

The director of Obstetrics and Gynecology was a middle-aged woman. Dressed in a white coat with black-framed glasses on her nose, her smiling face was very friendly.

“Director Wan, as I mentioned before, this is Mrs. Quan. You can help her arrange the prenatal checkup,” reminded the Dean.

“I understand.” Director Wan glanced at Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, her eyes sparkled with a hint of admiration and said deferentially.

They had appeared on TV news many times, but this was the first time she had seen them in person. They were indeed a harmonious couple.

“Mrs. Quan, please come with me.”

Jian Qing nodded, let go of Quan Jingwu’s hand, and followed Director Wan in.

Quan Jingwu was about to follow but was quickly blocked by Weng Ya.

“Jingwu, Jian Qing has to give blood and urine samples. You should wait outside for a while,” she said.