Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 978 - 978 964 Mother and Child Reunion (2)

Chapter 978: 964, Mother and Child Reunion (2) Chapter 978: 964, Mother and Child Reunion (2) After a day and night of traveling by boat and carriage, the dawn’s twilight pierced through the clouds, and the plane slowly landed on the island.

Seated by the window, Jian Qing watched the island beneath become increasingly clear, her red lips curling into a cold arc.

So they had hidden away here.

The plane came to a stop, and the men in black disembarked first, with Jian Qing following behind last.

As soon as she deplaned, Jian Qing encountered a familiar face.

Shen Yan, who was out for a walk by the seaside, saw Jian Qing and could barely hide the surprise in his eyes. His gaze moved past her, glancing at the plane and the men in black at Jian Qing’s side, and he instantly understood.

Had his brother still not given up?

“I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon, Shen Yan.” Jian Qing greeted him with her arms folded and in a breezy tone.

Shen Yan quickly approached her, and the men in black scattered, “Second Young Master.”

“All of you, go down.” Shen Yan said.

The men in black looked troubled, “Second Young Master, the eldest is still waiting.”

Shen Yan shot them a cold glance, “Get lost, I will explain to my brother myself.”

“Yes.”

The men in black hurried away.

Jian Qing watched the men in black run off, her expression indifferent.

Shen Yan, gazing at her arriving alone, said, “Jian Qing, knowing that my brother is targeting you, why would you still come?”

“Your brother kidnapped my child and my mother, do you think I have a reason not to come?” Jian Qing said with a scornful smirk.

Shen Yan was taken aback, “How do you know that Awei she…”

“Shen Yan, what has happened to my mom?” Jian Qing asked bluntly.

Meeting her probing gaze, Shen Yan hesitated, but ultimately, he spoke, “Awei, she… she’s become comatose.”

Her greatest fear had still come true, and Jian Qing’s eyes grew cold.

“Because of the car accident?” While it was a question, her tone was certain.

Shen Yan nodded slightly.

“Where are Seventeen and Nineteen?” The pressing matter at hand, Jian Qing immediately wanted to ensure the two little ones were safe and sound.

“Don’t worry, they are fine,” Shen Yan reassured, knowing she was worried for her children. He spoke soothingly, “They haven’t woken up at this hour, I can take you to see them.”

On the quiet path, the two walked in silence.

Seventeen and Nineteen had been staying at Shen Hua’s villa, but were later transferred to Shen Yan’s villa.

A’er was slightly stunned when he saw Shen Yan returning with Jian Qing.

How did she end up here?

“Have Seventeen and Nineteen woken up yet?” Shen Yan asked.

“Not yet.”

Ignoring A’er’s scrutinizing look, Jian Qing glanced at Shen Yan, “Which room?”

Shen Yan, “Second floor, turn right, the first room.”

Watching Jian Qing’s retreating figure vanish up the stairs, A’er couldn’t help but ask, “Second Young Master, how come she’s here? If the eldest finds out, then…”

Shen Yan cut him off, “My brother used the two little ones and Awei to threaten her.”

Hearing this, A’er fell silent.

“Stay here and guard. Before I return, no one is allowed to take her away,” Shen Yan commanded before turning to leave.

The door to the room was unlocked, and with a gentle turn, Jian Qing pushed it open.

In the dim room, only the wall lamp cast its soft orange glow.

Her gaze quickly swept the room, finally resting on the two little figures huddled together on the bed.

She couldn’t wait to get closer, and when she saw the two little treasures sleeping soundly, a faint mist rose in her eyes.

She reached out to touch their tender little faces, her brows and eyes brimming with touching softness.

Seemingly sensing Jian Qing’s arrival, Seventeen made a sleepy murmur and half-consciously opened his eyes, rubbing his little fleshy hand across his face.

“Seventeen!” Jian Qing called out softly.

Seventeen’s little red mouth opened slightly, the sound of mommy’s voice.

He quickly dropped his hand, blinked his ink-black eyes, and looked at the person sitting by the bed, stunned for two seconds, then his face bloomed with a soft and sweet smile.

“Mommy!”

It wasn’t a dream, mommy had really come.

He tumbled over, then threw himself into Jian Qing’s arms.

Jian Qing caught him, hugged him tightly, and kissed his forehead, “Missed mommy to death, did you miss mommy, hmm?”

Seventeen lifted his little head from her embrace, smiling with eyes curving, “Yes, Seventeen missed mommy so much.”

Seeing his smile, Jian Qing finally felt the real sensation that the little one was back in her arms, she couldn’t help but kiss his little face again.

“Missed mommy to death, you little rascal.”

“Mommy, daddy.” In his happiness, Seventeen hadn’t forgotten his own daddy and started looking around with his inky eyes for Quan Jingwu’s figure.

“Good boy, daddy’s waiting at home for us, mommy will take you to see daddy very soon,” Jian Qing said softly, stroking his little head.

Seventeen nodded obediently, “Mhm.”

Meanwhile, Nineteen was woken up by the two of them.

He turned his head, and unexpectedly met Jian Qing’s smiling eyes, which instantly woke him up.

“Mommy, hug.”

He scrambled from the warmth of the blankets and then sprinted into Jian Qing’s embrace, filling her arms completely.

“Did you sleep well, Nineteen?”

“Miss mommy.” As soon as he saw mommy, Nineteen started to act spoiled, continuously nuzzling deeper into Jian Qing’s embrace.

Jian Qing laughed softly, holding him with one hand and kissing his little face, “You two really had mommy worried to death.”

“Mommy, daddy, daddy.” Like Seventeen, not seeing Quan Jingwu, Nineteen began to look for him as well.

“Daddy’s at home cooking something delicious, waiting for us to come home. Nineteen, just wait a little longer, mommy will take you home soon, okay?” Jian Qing, holding the two little treasures, felt immensely satisfied, her previously anxious heart finally at ease.

After washing up the little ones, Jian Qing opened the wardrobe, and seeing it stuffed with little clothes, her eyes flickered. Without thinking, she knew these must have been prepared by Shen Yan for the two little treasures.

She casually picked out two sets of clothes, then helped the little ones change.

The little ones, now dressed and looking exquisitely delicate, made Jian Qing unable to resist planting a kiss on their faces, causing them to laugh with their eyes nearly disappearing behind their smiles.

Although she detested Shen Hua with every fiber of her being, she had to admit that Shen Yan took very good care of the two little ones. When she held them just now, she clearly felt they had gained quite a bit of weight, and there was absolutely no fear of being taken hostage.

“Mommy, the nice uncle is good,” Seventeen said, clinging to his milk bottle, sucking on it, and chatting with her non-stop, not having seen Jian Qing for a long time.

Jian Qing raised an eyebrow, “The nice uncle?”

“The nice uncle gave Seventeen yummy food and toys to play with.”

Watching the little one speak so animatedly, a profound look passed through Jian Qing’s eyes.

“Mommy, like grandma,” Nineteen said from Jian Qing’s arms, suddenly speaking out.

“Grandma?” A jolt went through Jian Qing’s heart.

Had the two little ones seen their grandma?

She asked carefully, “Nineteen, does grandma look a lot like mommy?”

Nineteen looked at her, pondered for a moment as if considering, then nodded his head, “Like.”

Jian Qing curled her lips, a smile touched her eyes.