Chapter 758 - 758 744 Laughter Induced Fetal Movement (3)_1

Chapter 758: 744, Laughter Induced Fetal Movement (3)_1 Chapter 758: 744, Laughter Induced Fetal Movement (3)_1 He released his grip, his eyes flashing a mocking glimpse at him, “Shen Yan, after all I’ve done for you, you dare to say you don’t care about our fraternal bond. You truly are my good little brother.”

Shen Yan, turning to look at the small garden not far away. Roses were thriving everywhere, some having already climbed up the terrace from being there for so long.

“Brother, don’t you feel even a slight bit of remorse when you look at this yard? She once loved and protected you so much. Is this how you repay her?”

Year after year, has he truly not felt an ounce of regret for the mistakes he made?

Shen Hua, with his grim, icy gaze, warned Shen Yan, “Go back to your room and rest, Shen Yan. Don’t come over here again. You should know better. If you anger me, I can bring past events into play once more.”

“Shen Hua, have you ever considered Awei’s feelings when you say such things? Have you considered the gratitude we owe to the Jian Family?” Shen Yan looked at him with a hostile gaze, his words biting.

Shen Hua retorted, “So what if I have? They drove me to it. Awei and I are childhood sweethearts, born to be together. No one can take her away. No one can!”

They grew up together. She was meant to be his wife, so why would she abandon him? He loved and protected her so much, how could she treat him like this?

Shen Yan looked at the manic look on his face and felt a sense of sorrow.

He wouldn’t have been at fault if he hadn’t accidentally revealed to Shen Hua that Jian Wei had someone she liked. If he had gone to meet Jian Wei after her mission, things wouldn’t have spiralled out of control.

One wrong step, leads to endless mistakes.

He settled back into his wheelchair, pressing a button on the armrest causing the wheels to turn. “Shen Hua, the prison you’ve drawn only traps you.”

His sigh of lament evaporated into the chill of the night.

Shen Hua froze, his eyes cold as he stared at the small garden not far away, grief, nostalgia, and hatred interwoven in his glance.

The woman named Jian Wei, ever since their youth, had been an obsession for him all his life.

If he could let go of this obsession, he wouldn’t be Shen Hua anymore.

——divider——

Quan family

After taking a shower, Jian Qing snuggled up in bed. Her dried hair hung softly down her back, her hands holding a comic book that she had borrowed from Quan Yifei.

Occasionally, she would burst into laughter at the most entertaining parts of the story, it was unbearably hilarious.

“Hahaha!”

Quan Jingwu walked in to see his wife laughing uncontrollably with the comic book.

Seeing her rounded belly, he walked briskly over with a glass of milk.

He sat down beside the bed, placed the milk down, then wrapped his arms around her soft waist, careful not to bump her protruding stomach.

“Sweetheart, be careful, before…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Jian Qing grimaced, placing her hand on her belly and let out a soft groan of pain.

“Hiss…”

“What’s wrong? Does it hurt?” Upon hearing her groan, Quan Jingwu’s handsome face turned pale, a hint of rare panic flickering in his eyes.

Jian Qing waved her hand indicating that she was fine, her furrowed brows relaxed as she turned to him. Her clear eyes shining brightly.

“Xiaojing, our son, he’s moving.”

The fetal movement that Director Wan mentioned felt like this.

Could it be because she laughed too hard and disturbed the babies?

She laughed and got the babies moving?

Thump! Quan Jingwu’s mind went blank.

The baby moved?

After a few seconds, he quickly recovered, his large hand trembling slightly as he placed it over her rounded belly. His deep purple eyes were filled with warmth.

He tenderly stroked her bulging belly, his sexy lips curved into a light smile. “Baby, move again.”

Jian Qing looked at his careful demeanor, hearing his words she was about to ridicule him about how the babies couldn’t hear him when, a moment later, another slight pain came from her belly.

The feeling was the same as before, as if she had been kicked lightly by the babies.

Now, Quan Jingwu also felt the legendary fetal movement clearly. Looking at her belly under his hand, his eyes were filled with excitement.

He smiled, beginning with a deep chuckle and gradually growing louder.

“Hahaha!”

At this moment, Quan Jingwu forgot about his sadness for not having a coat a few days ago. Now he was laughing as if he had won the lottery, the very image of a proud expectant father.

Jian Qing looked at him, her eyes filled with perplexity.

Could the babies really hear Xiaojing’s words?

With that thought, she decided to give it a try. She touched her belly and said softly, “Son, move again.”

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed, and there was still no movement.

Jian Qing frowned. Was it just a coincidence?

“Xiaojing, you try again.”

Although Quan Jingwu was overjoyed that his son had moved, he didn’t want his wife to be in pain. “Does it hurt?”

“No, it’s just a little numb, it’s only a moment.” Jian Qing replied with a smile.

It was the first time, so she was also startled. But she didn’t feel much pain once she realized it was fetal movement.

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu was somewhat relieved, his large hand once again caressing the sacred place where their offspring were growing.

“Baby, move again for mommy to see.”

His deep and strong voice resembled a resonating cello, mesmerizing.

Before his words faded away, Jian Qing clearly felt the familiar sensation again.

She was lost in confusion this time.

Could it be that the babies favored Xiaojing, their father, more, so they gave him more face?

Thinking this, she felt extremely frustrated, removing Quan Jingwu’s hand and burying herself in the quilt, which left him only with the view of the back of her head.

“Sweetheart?”

Quan Jingwu watched the person dive into the quilt. Thinking of the fetal movement just now, his eyes showed a smile of understanding.

Seems like his wife was a little jealous now.

He lifted the quilt, pulling her into his arms. Jian Qing burrowed into his chest, remaining silent.

He chuckled, stroking her face, then leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong, hm?”

“It’s clear I’m the one carrying the babies, yet they only listen to you. It’s not fair.” Jian Qing muttered in complaint.

Pardon the peculiar temperament of a pregnant woman.

So it was because of this.

Quan Jingwu smiled, his fingertips caressing her soft cheek, unable to keep his hands off her. “Don’t be angry, when they come out, I’ll punish them for making you upset, okay?”

“No, they are my precious babies. You are not allowed to hit them.” Jian Qing immediately turned protective of the babies, her demeanor a stark contrast from her sulky expression a moment ago.

“So, you’re not angry anymore?” Quan Jingwu looked at her amusedly and asked.

Jian Qing hummed lightly, “Jing tyrant, tell me the truth. Did you badmouth me to our babies while I was asleep so they wouldn’t listen to me?”

Badmouth her so that the baby would not be attached to her after birth. Then, he wouldn’t have to compete with his son for her attention. On second thought, it wasn’t such a bad idea and could be plausible, considering his explanation.