CHAPTER 491: CHAPTER 491: PREGNANT

"She just said that Jian Zhiqing seems not to be in a hurry at all. Could it be that he is looking forward to her early demise, so he can marry some vixen?"

"What kind of look is that in your eyes?" Jian Zhiqing flicked her forehead. What made him uncomfortable in every way just by looking at her?

"I was just thinking," Qin Xiangnuan circled her arms around his neck, then pouted, "just now you didn’t seem to worry about me at all, almost like you were happy about it. I thought, maybe you have someone else on the side and want me gone, to let a vixen in?"

Jian Zhiqing’s face at this moment could be described as splendid. He really wanted to strangle this woman. For so many years, he had been heart and soul devoted to her. He didn’t marry until he was 27, by which time other people’s children could already run errands. If he really wanted his colors flying elsewhere, why would he wait so many years? Besides, he spent his days at work surrounded by men and at home, he just accompanied her to eat, drink, and play. Where would he have the time to look for a vixen? He really wanted to give her a good beating, but, well, seeing her pitiful face, he decided to let it go and not argue with her.

"Let’s go home," Jian Zhiqing put away the checkup report and adjusted her clothes for her. "I’ll ask Mom what to pay attention to. It’s good that you’re a calm person; otherwise, I’d be worrying about how to keep you confined."

Confinement, Qin Xiangnuan really felt that Jian Zhiqing was making a mountain out of a molehill. It was nothing serious; she was just pregnant. In their village, women with bellies eight or nine months along were still laboring in the fields. Women had to be more capable than men.

And she held onto Jian Zhiqing’s arm tightly, resting her head on it, her eyes curving into a smile.

It’s truly wonderful, yes, truly wonderful.

In this life, she finally had her own child. No matter what the future held, at this moment, she was fulfilled.

"Brother Jian..."

"Mhm," Jian Zhiqing tidied up her hair and met her shining eyes. The young girl was delighted, and of course, so was he. Ah, finally there was going to be someone to run errands. Lately, his parents had also been pressing them. He didn’t really care, but he feared the little girl might feel burdened. Having a child wasn’t solely a woman’s matter. However, 5000 years of traditions had solidified that belief, and he didn’t want his little girl to suffer any wrongs.

Qin Xiangnuan naturally didn’t know what Jian Zhiqing was thinking; otherwise, she might have been moved again.

"Brother Jian, what do you think..." She hugged Jian Zhiqing’s arm again. "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?" They could only have one child for now, but if possible, she wanted to take good care of her health, so when the country allowed for a second child, they could have another. Their family’s conditions were very good and would get even better in the future. So, she really wanted to have both a son and a daughter to make up for the regrets of her previous life. Speaking of which, what she envied the most about Qin Xiangmei in her previous life wasn’t the good marriage or the amount of money she had, but the fact that she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl all at once. She herself didn’t demand twins, knowing that life couldn’t be that perfect.

"Brother Jian, which do you think is better, a boy or a girl?" She knew that Jian Zhiqing, given his education and cultural cultivation, would certainly not be biased between sons and daughters.

"Hmm..." Jian Zhiqing appeared to think seriously for a moment, then finally said with a smile, "Either is good. If we have a girl, you two will gang up on me; if we have a boy, you will bully the two of us!"

Qin Xiangnuan was quite satisfied with his answer. Right, after all, they had decided to have a second child in the future. If necessary, she could try again in her forties. She had lived once more than others; risking once more, she was willing.

When they got back home, Jian Zhiqing immediately picked up his phone to make a call. It was to The Jians’ parents; the long wait meant they could finally be relieved. Although he still acted normally, Qin Xiangnuan could feel it.

He was happy and excited.

She leaned to the side, her hand resting on her small belly. Good child, you’ve arrived, it’s wonderful.

Then she turned and entered the room, letting Jian Zhiqing digest the good news on his own, while she still had to finish this season’s clothes. Both stores were now on the right track, and she only needed to draw a few designs on weekdays. Besides some clothes that needed her handiwork, she wasn’t too busy, so there was no need to stop working.

Not long after, Jian Ming and Li Qiuhua both came over, their eyes fixed on Qin Xiangnuan’s belly, all smiles, as if a grandson could jump out of her belly any moment. But it was not even a month yet, so it was still early.

"I really hope it’s a granddaughter," Li Qiuhua clung to Jian Ming’s sleeve, full of anticipation, "I always wanted to have a daughter. Now, looking at families with daughters, they seem so blessed." But she had only given birth to two bald boys, so she didn’t insist on whether Qin Xiangnuan should have a boy or girl.

If she had a girl, there would still be Jian Zhiqin.

"I hope so too," Jian Ming also shared Li Qiuhua’s wish, imagining a soft and sweet granddaughter calling him grandpa. What glory it would bring to show off the rosy-cheeked child.

Granny Lu sighed with relief upon hearing the couple’s words.

She just feared that a family like The Jians would be particularly concerned about bearing sons over daughters. If it turned out to be a girl, she was afraid they might decide to terminate the pregnancy. But seeing their fondness for girls, it meant her Nuannuan could relax.

Abortion was painful suffering.

And thereafter, with nothing else to do, Li Qiuhua started making soups for Qin Xiangnuan, insisting on nurturing her to be plump and healthy. How could one give birth being so skinny? It had been a month, and yet there wasn’t much weight gain; she even suspected Qin Xiangnuan had lost weight, which wasn’t acceptable. She needed more nourishment; otherwise, how would she bear children in the future?

Qin Xiangnuan really disliked the taste of the soup, but how could she refuse such a gesture from her mother-in-law? Eventually, she felt like vomiting every time she drank it. It was Jian Zhiqing who was considerate; somehow, he must have said something to Li Qiuhua back at home because she stopped bringing over soup after that, allowing Qin Xiangnuan to breathe a sigh of relief.

"What did you tell Mom? Is she not angry?"

When Qin Xiangnuan had a moment, she asked Jian Zhiqing. She worried that she may have offended her mother-in-law. Although Li Qiuhua was a kind person and treated her well, regarding her as her own daughter and never having a single disagreement, there was always an unspoken boundary, which she knew all too well. She was afraid that Jian Zhiqing was overprotective of her and might have said something too strong, which might have upset Li Qiuhua.

"Don’t keep worrying about nothing," Jian Zhiqing put down the book in his hand, extended his arm, and embraced her shoulders with a pat.

"I told Mom that you were getting too much nutrition, and that eating more might actually be bad for your health. Look at you, you’ve been a bit overheated lately."