Chapter 1175 - 1175 1150 Extra Story Seventeen (32)

Chapter 1175: 1150, Extra Story Seventeen (32) Chapter 1175: 1150, Extra Story Seventeen (32) Quan Shanshan didn’t think too much and simply handed over her hand, which Weng Ya took with two fingers on Shanshan’s wrist.

Everyone watched curiously, their eyes brimming with excitement. If it was indeed true, this would definitely be the Quan Family’s little golden treasure.

After a moment, Weng Ya withdrew her hand, a smile that she couldn’t hide at the corner of her mouth.

“How is it?” Old Mrs. Quan asked nervously.

Weng Ya didn’t keep them in suspense, and her next words blew everyone away, “Mom, congratulations, you’re going to be upgraded again.”

The implication of those words was clear—it was true.

Shanshan was pregnant!

Time seemed to freeze for a moment; after a few seconds of brief silence, laughter erupted in the living room.

“This is fantastic, Shanshan, congratulations to you both,” Maomao said excitedly.

Xi An’an said, “Shanshan, congrats, you’re going to be a hot mom.”

“Shanshan and Mu Chen have beaten us to it again.” Jian Tianlin looked up at Quan Tianqi with a hint of helplessness amid the joy.

Quan Tianqi’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and his gaze fell on the woman beside him. A shadow of determination passed through his eyes—he couldn’t lag behind Shanshan so much, let alone fall behind by nineteen steps.

Quan Shanshan stared dazedly at Mu Chen, utterly uncomprehending, “Mu Chen, what are they talking about?”

“We’re going to have a baby,” Mu Chen said with surprising calmness, a facade for the storm of emotion churning inside him.

Their child.

The little light bulb was on its way.

After three seconds of silence, Quan Shanshan shrieked, a bright and excited glow lighting up her eyes, “Mu Chen, we’re going to have a baby!”

Mu Chen wrapped his arms tighter around her, and seeing the smile on her face, he couldn’t suppress his grin, “Yes, we’re going to have a baby.”

With Quan Shanshan pregnant, the Quan family were beside themselves with joy, and Old Mrs. Quan especially couldn’t contain herself, picking up the phone to share the good news with everyone.

First and foremost, she called Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, who were vacationing abroad.

Xi An’an watched the Quan family’s joyful expressions and felt a surge of envy in her heart. Such a happy family was truly wonderful.

Suddenly, a man’s hand with distinct knuckles covered hers.

Xi An’an turned to look at Quan Tianqi, smiling sweetly, “What is it?”

Quan Tianqi shifted closer, resting his chin on her shoulder, “When will you bear me a little monkey, hmm?”

“Everyone’s around,” Xi An’an said with an embarrassed smile, elbowing him lightly.

Quan Tianqi lowered his voice, coaxing her with a deep tone, “The weather will be nice tomorrow; how about we go get our certificate?”

“How do you know tomorrow’s weather will be nice?” Xi An’an laughed at his reasoning—it was a bit too far-fetched.

“As long as you’re by my side, the weather will always be good,” Quan Tianqi said, tilting his head and his lips brushing gently across her soft cheek.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, he left behind a barely perceptible warmth.

Xi An’an’s cheeks blushed, “My ear tickles, don’t whisper in it.”

“Then let me rub it for you,” Quan Tianqi said, without waiting for her to move away. He encircled her waist with one arm, while the other hand gently caressed her ear.

This only made Xi An’an’s ear tickle even more.

“Tianqi, stop it,” she said, drawing her neck in and pushing his hand away.

“So, do you agree or not?” Quan Tianqi pressed, seizing the moment to ask.

“Agree to what?” she asked, feigning ignorance.

“Getting our marriage license.”

“Who talks about getting a marriage license without a proposal? Besides, we’ve just established our relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend; we should at least have an adjustment period,” Xi An’an murmured, looking down.

She had said several things, but Quan Tianqi focused on the first, “So if I propose, you’ll get the license with me?”

Xi An’an’s forehead creased—she felt like he was pushing her into marriage.

“Let’s talk about it later,” she deflected.

With so many people around, she didn’t want to become a laughingstock, and there was no hole for her to crawl into here.

Determined, Quan Tianqi didn’t pursue the matter any further; the marriage license was a done deal in his mind, and he had to make it happen before nineteen.

If nineteen got there first, the guy would surely brag about it for a long time, his tail would be wagging up to the sky.

…

Against the azure sky and white clouds, the weather was clear and beautiful.

Xi An’an sat in the car, looking at the closed gates ahead, her mouth twitching slightly, “Tianqi, why did you bring me here?”

Did he really pick today because of the good weather to go get their certificate?

Quan Tianqi unbuckled his seat belt and pinched her cheek lightly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, “What do you think?”

Xi An’an was speechless.

She cleared her throat, “I didn’t bring my family register.”

“I brought it.”

“You might have brought yours, but I didn’t bring mine,” she pointed out.

Before she could finish speaking, the man pulled out two little booklets from his pocket—one was his family register and the other was all too familiar to her.

Because it was her family register.

“How did you get this?”

“Took it from the cabinet,” Quan Tianqi replied nonchalantly.

Seeing his serious response, Xi An’an chuckled, “Who agreed to let you take it?”

He said, “You did.”

“When did I agree?” Xi An’an felt blindsided by the accusation.

“That day in the study room, you were talking in your sleep, and you agreed to it,” Quan Tianqi put away the family registers, the deep pools of his eyes brimming with laughter.

“?”

Talking in her sleep?

That had to be a joke.

Since when did sleep talking count as consent?

It seemed he could see through her thoughts, and Quan Tianqi said unhurriedly, “With me, even words spoken in dreams count as promises.”