Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 831 - 831 817 Seventeen is sick (3)

Chapter 831: 817, Seventeen is sick (3) Chapter 831: 817, Seventeen is sick (3) Jian Qing stood up and turned around, and Xiya couldn’t help but whistle, “Tsk tsk, Jian, if I were a man, I would definitely pursue you.”

Such a seductive fairy, she almost turned her gay.

What a couple, the husband handsome, the wife beautiful.

Jian Luo glanced at Jian Qing and smiled, “Sis, you’re awesome.”

Jian Qing chuckled, stepping forward in her high heels just as Seventeen and Nineteen reached out their little hands toward her.

They wanted to be held, they wanted Mommy to hold them.

Jian Qing looked at the two little treasures, feeling a bit troubled.

If she picked up one, the other would cry.

Just as she was feeling melancholic, Quan Jingwu came over and scooped up Seventeen from across the way, “Here, Daddy will hold you.”

Now Jian Qing didn’t need to worry, and she reached out to pick up Nineteen.

“Nineteen, be good and stay with Uncle, Mommy will come and hold you after the photo shoot,” she kissed his little face and handed Nineteen to Jian Luo.

Quan Jingwu let Black Jack hold Seventeen while he himself went to get milk for the two little ones which he handed to Jian Luo, and then the couple started taking their wedding photos.

The shoot was on the third and fourth floors, and considering the two little ones, Jian Qing outright refused the outdoor shoot. Besides, the Photo Studio offered a variety of backgrounds.

The shooting process didn’t need any pose arrangements at all, as Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu’s natural and intimate interactions were enough, and Xiya just needed to focus on capturing the moments.

The sound of clicking shutters echoed continuously in the third floor, occasionally mixed with the staff’s exclamations of admiration.

“I wouldn’t mind if you two were more intimate,” Xiya said, putting down her camera and winking at Jian Qing.

“Piss off,” Jian Qing laughed and scolded.

“My darling, we should listen to what the photographer says.”

A deep voice sounded in her ear, and as Jian Qing turned her head to say something, she looked up to find the man’s sexy lips already pressing against her soft ones.

Lips locked, eyes met, and Jian Qing’s brows arched with a smile.

“Hiss—”

The staff couldn’t help but let out exclamations of surprise, feeling a bit full from this wave of dog food.

In the following time, the air was filled with a shower of dog food, turning the Photo Studio almost into a “dog slaughtering” disaster area.

The singles felt overwhelmed by the excessive show of affection.

Jian Luo prepared a full twelve outfits, six each, and after cycling through them, Jian Qing was nearly fainting from exhaustion.

Throughout the shoot, the two little ones ate, then slept, then ate again, without crying or making trouble, quietly watching their parents pose for the wedding photos.

By the time they got to the last outfit, Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu held the two little ones for the shoot, hugging, kissing, lifting them up high; Quan Jingwu even lifted Seventeen onto his shoulder, and Jian Qing followed by placing Nineteen on his other shoulder, supporting Nineteen’s small body with both hands.

Against the light, the delicate faces of this family of four were striking.

Jian Luo and Black Jack watched from the side, eyes filled with admiration.

By the time they finished shooting, it was almost evening.

Jian Qing realized for the first time that taking wedding photos was truly a test of physical strength, more tiring than holding two little ones all day.

After returning home, she helped Quan Jingwu bathe the two little ones and handed them over to Rhee and the others to look after, and then they finally had time to tidy up themselves.

By the time they finished and came downstairs, the two little ones had already finished their milk, and Quan Mingxuan with the rest of the group was playing with them.

“Third Brother, Third Sister-in-law, you should hurry up and eat, otherwise the food will get cold,” Quan Yifei said crisply as she saw them descending the stairs.

Jian Qing nodded, “Have you all eaten?”

“Mmm, we’ve eaten,” was the response.

Quan Jingwu took Jian Qing’s hand and they headed to the dining room, and with Quan Mingxuan and the group keeping the little ones company, they behaved nicely.

After finishing the photo shoot for the wedding dress, the next task was to get busy with the wedding preparations. Quan Jingwu took care of all the wedding-related affairs, so Jian Qing had some respite. As for the guest list, it was left to Grandfather Quan’s family to decide.

“Rhee, feel his forehead. Is seventeen running a fever?” Grandmother Quan came down from upstairs in a hurry with seventeen in her arms, anxiously said.

Upon hearing this, Rhee quickly put down her work, stood up, and walked over quickly. Seeing seventeen’s cheeks red and flushed, her expression tightened.

She reached out to feel seventeen’s forehead, which was somewhat hot to the touch.

“He’s got a fever. Mom, get a blanket to wrap seventeen in. I’ll tell the driver to get the car ready. We need to go to the hospital right away.”

Rhee rushed out, feeling very anxious inside.

Grandmother Quan nodded, called a servant to fetch a blanket for seventeen and to get Quan Mingxuan down from his room.

Before long, Quan Mingxuan hurried downstairs.

“Grandma, what’s the matter? The servant told me seventeen has a fever?” he said.

As he spoke, he looked at seventeen in her arms and reached out to touch his forehead. The temperature felt higher than normal.

Grandmother Quan’s face looked grave. “I was just about to check if they were awake and found that seventeen suddenly had a fever.”

“Where are Jingwu and Jian Qing?” Quan Mingxuan asked.

“They went to the office and haven’t come back yet.”

Hearing this, Quan Mingxuan took seventeen in his arms. “Grandma, I’ll take seventeen to the hospital. You stay home and take care of nineteen.”

“Okay, Rhee has already had someone get the car ready. Be careful, and remember to call back if anything happens. I’ll call Jingwu and have them go straight to the hospital,” Grandmother Quan said.

Quan Mingxuan nodded, carrying seventeen out with him.

On the way to the hospital, Rhee had already spoken to Weng Ya on the phone. As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Weng Ya immediately arranged for a doctor to examine seventeen.

When Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing rushed to the hospital after receiving the call, seventeen was still undergoing examination.

“Axuan, how’s the situation?” Quan Jingwu asked in a steady voice.

Quan Mingxuan shook his head. “It’s not clear yet.”

At that moment, Weng Ya came out of the room.

“Auntie, how is seventeen doing?” Jian Qing asked anxiously.

Weng Ya said, “It’s not too serious. It’s just a fever caused by a cold. He’ll be fine just with a shot and some pills.”

“Can we go in and see him?” Jian Qing asked.

Weng Ya nodded. “You’ve come just in time. Hold seventeen so the doctor can give him the shot.”

With that, Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu quickly entered, followed by Rhee and the rest.

Looking at the small bundle on the bed, Jian Qing felt a pang in her heart.

“CEO, Mrs. CEO.”

The doctor, seeing Quan Jingwu and his wife arrive, hurriedly made room for them.

Quan Jingwu stepped forward, extended his strong arm, and held seventeen in his embrace. Jian Qing reached out to touch seventeen’s reddened cheeks, chastising herself for her carelessness.

“Seventeen, get well soon.”

Quan Jingwu bowed his head and kissed seventeen’s forehead. Sensing his parents’ presence, seventeen slowly opened his eyes.

He made a couple of weak noises, softer than usual. The sound made both Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu feel terribly heartbroken.

“CEO, it’s time for the young master to have his shot,” the doctor said respectfully.

Hearing about the shot, Jian Qing furrowed her brows.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.”

Quan Jingwu patted her head gently, sat down by the bed with seventeen in his arms, and then took the little hand. “Be gentle.”