Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 716 - 716 702 Grandpa Jing Picks a Princess Dress (1)_1

Chapter 716: 702, Grandpa Jing Picks a Princess Dress (1)_1 Chapter 716: 702, Grandpa Jing Picks a Princess Dress (1)_1 Leaning back, Quan Jingwu casually put his arm over her shoulder, “What brought this to your mind all of a sudden?”

“Once the baby is born, it will be easier for us to take care of the company’s affairs in Beijing. Moreover, Luoluo and I have previously discussed this matter, but we have not made up our minds until now.” Jian Qing leaned into him, putting down the documents she was holding.

In fact, moving the group’s office to Beijing was always the best decision. However, due to the death of his mother, they had a deep-seated fear and held back from this decision until now. It was about time that the company was moved to Beijing.

Quan Jingwu bent down, pressing his slightly cold lips against her smooth forehead, whispering, “You are pregnant now, try not to overexert yourself.”

Jian Qing smiled and hummed in agreement.

“Would you like to go out for a walk?” Quan Jingwu asked.

“Xiaojing, let’s go shopping for the baby, shall we?” A lightbulb went off in Jian Qing’s head. Ever since she got pregnant, they hadn’t bought anything for the baby themselves, which made them feel somewhat slacking in their duties as parents.

Quan Jingwu smirked, “As long as you are happy.”

“Let’s go.”

Jian Qing stood up, pulling him up with her.

The two exited the study room, running into Quan Mingxuan, who was about to go downstairs in the hallway.

“Where are you two off to?” Looking at the pair all dressed up, Quan Mingxuan casually asked.

Jian Qing: “Shopping.”

“Can I join you?” Quan Mingxuan joked.

Quan Jingwu titled his head, throwing him a glance, “Find a cool place and stay there.”

Quan Mingxuan: “…”

Well, that hurts, buddy.

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“Rourou, stop wearing that gloomy look. Look what you’ve done to yourself these past few days.” Zhang Tong, arm in arm with Song Xirou, looked at her refined makeup that still couldn’t hide the tiredness in her eyes and helplessly said.

“Quan Jingwu is not the only man in the world. Move on and stop wasting your energy on him. Jian Qing is pregnant now. Don’t you want to give up?”

Hearing that Jian Qing was pregnant, a sense of resentment flashed through Song Xirou’s eyes, her fist clenching till her knuckles turned white.

Oh, a baby.

Jian Qing, you don’t deserve to have his child.

You don’t deserve it.

Seeing that she did not respond, Zhang Tong looked up at her gloomy expression and decided not to continue, fearing to strike a nerve.

“Mom, I don’t want to shop anymore. Let’s go home,” said Song Xirou.

Zhang Tong nodded, and the two moved towards the elevator.

“Wait.”

Song Xirou suddenly interrupted, and Zhang Tong looked at her confusedly.

“Rourou, what’s the matter?”

Ignoring her mum’s words, Song Xirou fixed her gaze on the opposite side of the floor below, her face turning pale.

“Rourou, you…”

Following her line of sight, Zhang Tong spotted the two figures standing outside the maternal and child supplies store downstairs, and her words came to an abrupt halt.

Why are they also here?

This isn’t good.

“Mom, please go home first,” Song Xirou pulled free of her hand, her voice surprisingly calm.

Remembering the previous incident at the hospital when Jian Qing had been furious, Zhang Tong feared her daughter would provoke Jian Qing again, “Rourou, listen to me, please don’t make trouble. Let’s go home, okay?”

Jian Qing was pregnant now, and Quan Jingwu was still by her side. If Rourou made an impulsive move, things would become uncontrollable.

“Mom, don’t worry, I won’t make trouble,” Seeing her mother’s concern, Song Xirou withdrew her gaze, gently patting her hand in reassurance.

“I’m just going to take a look. Also, it will help me move on.”

The last sentence, she probably didn’t even believe herself.

Zhang Tong clutched her hand nervously, reminding her, “You promised not to make trouble. You saw what happened with Chu Ruohan. I sincerely hope that you would not wind up the same way.”

Song Xirou nodded, “I know. Please go home first.”

Once Zhang Tong left, only taking a few steps before looking back at her worriedly, Song Xirou finally entered the elevator.

Maternal and Child Supplies Store

“Xiaojing, look at this one.” Jian Qing pointed at the baby clothes on a mannequin, her delicate eyes lighting up with a soft smile.

Under the lights, a cute dinosaur onesie was worn by a little mannequin, the warm, bright yellow making it look even more adorable.

Quan Jingwu glanced at the outfit on the mannequin, a subtle smile curled up his reddish lips.

“Do you like this one?”

Jian Qing nodded happily, “The baby would look wonderful in this.”

Quan Jingwu: “Then let’s buy it.”

The attentive sales assistant immediately took the onesie and put it in their shopping cart.

“Could you please get another one just like this?” Jian Qing requested.

The sales assistant politely responded, “Yes, I’ll fetch one for you right away.”

“Xiaojing, this panda outfit is also pretty nice.” Jian Qing looked around at the other baby clothes and finally understood the thrill of getting little things for the baby, like Jian Luo and others did.

Looking at these cute little clothes stirred an impulse in her to take them all home.

She got no response from him for a while, and Jian Qing turned around, puzzled. She couldn’t stop herself from laughing when she saw what he was holding.

A small white princess dress.

How adorable of him, her guy Jingwu.

She stepped forward, lowering her gaze to look at the princess dress he was holding, her eyes fluttering with amusement, “Xiaojing, do you want to buy this dress?”

“Hmm.” The man looked tenderly at the princess dress in his hand, a mental image of a precious bundle wearing his chosen princess dress, toddling up to him, asking to be held, naturally surfacing in his mind.

Just picturing that made him smile unconsciously.

Jian Qing looked up at the smile on his lips, and intrigued, she asked, “Xiaojing, what if I end up giving birth to two boys, we can’t have them wearing dresses, can we?”

At her words, Quan Jingwu frowned, “This dress is for our daughter.”

No one, not even their son, would be allowed to touch his daughter’s things.

Jian Qing fell silent for a moment.

She did understand that the dress was meant for their daughter, didn’t she?

Does this mean he would make their son wear the dress if need be?

“Xiaojing, you said you’d cherish our son as well. Why don’t you pick out something for him?” She decided to drop the issue and directed him instead.

“I want to choose for our daughter first.” True to himself, Quan Jingwu was as stubborn as ever.

“…”

As Jian Qing watched him immersed in choosing the princess dresses, she suddenly felt sympathy for their son.

After a long time, Quan Jingwu showed no signs of stopping.

Jian Qing glanced at the nearly full shopping cart brought by the sales assistant. She grit her teeth as she saw him pick up yet another dress and quickly reached out to stop him.

“Xiaojing, that’s enough. Our daughter can’t wear all of these.”

If he kept on, he would probably clear out the whole shop of princess dresses.

Quan Jingwu grabbed her hand, put the dress in his hand in the shopping cart, and finally seemed satisfied.