Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Quan Jingwu leaned back, his strong arm casually resting on her shoulders: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"When the child is born, we will have to deal with the company's affairs. It will be more convenient in Beijing. Luo Luo and I have discussed this matter before, but we have not made up our minds." Jian Qing put down the documents and leaned on him.

In fact, it is the best choice to arrange the group's location in Beijing, but because of the death of their mother, they have always had a knot in their hearts, so they have not settled this matter. Now it is time to move the company to Beijing.

Quan Jingwu lowered his head, his slightly cool lips pressed against her smooth forehead, and whispered: "You are pregnant now, don't work too hard."

Jian Qing smiled and hummed.

"Do you want to go for a walk outside?" Quan Jingwu asked.

"Xiao Jing, let's go buy things for the baby, okay?" Jian Qing had an idea. Since she became pregnant, the two parents have not bought anything for the babies themselves, which seems a bit incompetent.

Quan Jingwu raised his lips: "As long as you are happy."

"Then let's go."

Jian Qing stood up and pulled him up.

The two of them left the study and met Quan Mingxuan who was about to go downstairs in the corridor.

"Where are you two going?" Quan Mingxuan asked casually as he looked at the two people dressed neatly.

Jian Qing: "Shopping."

"Then why don't you take me with you?" Quan Mingxuan said jokingly.

Quan Jingwu tilted his head and glanced at him, "Go wherever it's cool."

Quan Mingxuan: "..."

It hurts, my friend.

--Dividing line--

"Rou'er, don't keep a bitter face when you go out shopping. Look at what you have done to yourself these two days." Zhang Tong took Song Xirou's arm and said helplessly when he saw that her delicate makeup could not hide the haggardness between her eyebrows.

"There are more than one man in the world, Quan Jingwu, you should be more open-minded and stop wasting your thoughts on him. That Jian Qing is pregnant now, don't you give up?"

When Song Xirou heard that Jian Qing was pregnant, a gloomy look flashed across her eyes, and her clenched fists had blue veins on her knuckles.

Oh, child.

Jian Qing, you don't deserve to give birth to his child.

You don't deserve it!

Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Tong looked up and saw her gloomy face, and didn't continue to talk, so as not to irritate her.

"Mom, I don't want to go shopping anymore, let's go home." Song Xirou said.

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

"Wait."

Song Xirou suddenly spoke, and Zhang Tong looked at her in confusion.

"Rou'er, what's wrong with you?"

Song Xirou ignored her words, staring straight at the opposite side of the next floor, her face blue.

"Rou'er, you..."

Zhang Tong followed her line of sight and stopped talking when he saw the two people standing at the door of the maternal and child supplies store opposite downstairs.

How could the two of them come here too?

This is bad.

"Mom, you go back first." Song Xirou broke free from her hand, her voice surprisingly calm.

Zhang Tong was still frightened by Jian Qing's outburst in the hospital last time, and was afraid that her daughter would provoke Jian Qing again: "Rou'er, listen to mom, don't cause trouble, let's go home, okay?"

Jian Qing is pregnant now, and Quan Jingwu is still by her side. If Rou'er bumps into Jian Qing in an impulse, things will get out of control.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't cause trouble." Song Xirou retracted her gaze, patted her hand soothingly, and promised.

"I'll go and take a look, and it's a good opportunity to give up."

The last sentence, I'm afraid she herself won't believe it.

Zhang Tong nervously grabbed her hand and told her worriedly: "You said you wouldn't cause any trouble. You've seen what happened to Chu Ruohan. Mom really doesn't want you to end up like her."

Song Xirou nodded: "I know. Go back first."

Zhang Tong let go of her hand and left. He looked back at her every few steps, feeling a little uneasy.

Watching Zhang Tong walk away, Song Xirou stepped into the elevator.

Maternal and child supplies store

"Xiao Jing, look at this." Jian Qing pointed at the small clothes on the mannequin, with a gentle smile on her delicate eyebrows.

Under the light, the small mannequin was wearing a set of dinosaur jumpsuits. The warm bright yellow color made the dinosaur jumpsuit look even more cute.

Quan Jingwu glanced at the clothes on the mannequin, and a faint smile appeared on his red lips.

"Like this?"

Jian Qing nodded with a smile: "The baby will definitely look good in this."

Quan Jingwu: "Then buy it."

The shopping guide next to him was very discerning and immediately took the clothes and put them in the shopping cart.

"Please help me get another set of the same one." Jian Qing said.

The shopping guide said respectfully: "Okay, I'll get it for you right away."

"Xiao Jing, this panda set is also good." Jian Qing looked at the baby clothes around her and finally realized how Jian Luo and the others felt when they bought things for their babies.

Seeing these exquisite little clothes, she suddenly had an urge to take them all back.

After not hearing the man's answer for a long time, Jian Qing turned her head in confusion. When she saw what the man was holding in his hand, she couldn't help laughing.

A little white princess dress.

How could her Jing Bawang be so cute.

She took a step forward, lowered her eyes and looked at the princess dress in his hand, with a smile on her eyebrows: "Xiao Jing, do you want to buy this one?"

"Yes." The man looked at the princess dress in his hand with soft eyes. In his mind, he could not help but picture a little girl with pink makeup wearing the princess dress he chose, staggering to his feet and asking for a hug. picture.

Just thinking about it, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a charming arc.

Jian Qing raised her eyes and saw the smile on the corner of his lips, and asked with interest, "Xiao Jing, what if I really give birth to two boys? I can't let them wear skirts, right?"

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu frowned, "The skirt is for the little cotton-padded jacket."

Even his son was not allowed to take away the belongings of his little cotton-padded jacket.

Jian Qing was silently embarrassed.

Doesn't she know that the skirt is for the little cotton-padded jacket?

Is it possible that he is planning to put the skirt on his son?

"Xiao Jing, you said you would love your son, then go pick out clothes for your son." Jian Qing stopped going around in circles and ordered.

"Choose for the little cotton-padded jacket first." Regarding the little cotton-padded jacket, Quan Jingwu was as persistent as ever.

"..."

Jian Qing watched him focus on picking out the princess dress, and suddenly felt sorry for her son.

After picking for a long time, Quan Jingwu still showed no intention of stopping.

Jian Qing saw that the shopping cart pushed by the shopping guide was full, and the corners of her lips twitched. She saw him picking up another princess dress from the corner of her eye, and quickly reached out to stop it.

"Xiao Jing, that's enough. I can't finish my little cotton-padded jacket."

If he takes it off again, he may have to move the entire princess dress in the counter.

Quan Jingwu held her hand and put the princess dress in his shopping cart. Only then was he satisfied.