Monopolize My Mysterious Wife-Chapter 523 - 508 Terrifying Needle and Thread Work_1
Chapter 523: 508, Terrifying Needle and Thread Work_1
Chapter 523: 508, Terrifying Needle and Thread Work_1
Khan’s gaze lingered reluctantly on her pregnant belly as he sat back down on the sofa.
“I’ve finished breakfast too, you can go now.” Xiya said.
Khan pretended not to hear her and changed the subject, “By the way, it’s been ages since I have seen your husband accompanying you.”
“He’s busy.” Xiya replied calmly.
“What could be more important than his wife and child? You’re so pregnant now, what could he possibly be so busy with?” Khan disagreed.
Xiya gave him a suspicious glance, feeling that something was off about him.
“If I’m not mad, why are you?”
Khan gave a calm smile, “No reason, I just think that man is really irresponsible. You’re going through such a hard time being pregnant, and he isn’t even by your side to support you.”
He really wanted to know who the man was on the phone that day, daring enough to pretend to be the father of his lady.
“Yeah, I also think he’s irresponsible, really terrible indeed. So after the baby is born, I’ll be sure to tell her how terrible her father really is.” Xiya glanced at him, grinning cheekily.
Khan,”…”
Why does he feel like he’s being indirectly scolded?
Destroying his reputation in front of his dear little one, how could that be?
“Khan, you said you wanted to be my child’s godfather, were you serious?” Xiya asked, changing the subject.
Khan’s smile froze, could he tell her that he actually wanted to be the biological father?
Being a godfather is nothing compared to being a real father.
But looking at the current situation, it seems like he must first secure the position of godfather.
“Yes.”
“If you want to be the godfather, you need to show sincerity.” Xiya sneakily set him up.
Khan,”What kind of sincerity?”
“Just wait.”
Xiya smirked slightly, pulled open the drawer of the table, and took out a box.
“What is this?” Khan looked at the red box on the table in confusion.
Xiya gave a mysterious smile and opened the box.
“Clothes?”
Khan looked at the pink clothes in the box. Those sizes were clearly for babies.
“This garment needs to be embroidered with a small animal, since you said you are sincere, you do it.” Xiya handed over the small clothes and needlework to Khan.
“….”
Khan stiffly lowered his head and looked at the clothes and needlework in his arms. He felt like cursing inside.
Embroidery?
A joke, how could a grown man like him possibly do this?
He looked up at Xiya, trying to negotiate, “Xiya, how about this, I’ll go buy more beautiful little princess dresses for you?”
“It seems you’re all talk, no sincerity” Xiya said coolly, “Forget it, you can go back. And don’t mention the godfather thing again.”
“No, no, I’ll do the embroidery.” Khan eagerly said.
Xiya is laughing at him inside, yet she remains calm on the surface, “Then go ahead and embroider.”
Khan took out the needle and thread, looking at the fine needle in his hand, he felt a sense of melancholy.
For the entire morning, one could see a man in the living room busily embroidering the small clothes. Meanwhile, a woman lying on the sofa watching TV would glance over at the man from time to time, the laughter in her eyes almost spilling over.
Finally, after Khan had pricked his finger countless times, Xiya let him go and asked him to stop, “That’s enough embroidery for today.”
After saying this, she held out her hand to him.
“Give it here, let me see.”
Khan looked down at the little clothes and seeing the embroidery on it, he suddenly felt an urge to throw it into the trash.
“Maybe you shouldn’t look.”
Xiya snorted a few times, “No, give it to me.”
She didn’t wait for him to hand it over, she went to grab it herself.
Khan was afraid she might strain herself, so he didn’t dare to struggle with her.
Xiya settled down and spread open the little clothes and took a closer look.
Um…..
What is this?
A centipede?
Or a caterpillar?
Khan lowered his head, feeling anxious.
Xiya looked up at him, her lips twitching, “Khan, can you tell me what this ‘masterpiece’ you have embroidered is supposed to be?”
Sorry, her eyesight must be too poor to appreciate whatever it is he has embroidered.
“Cough cough!” Khan coughed a few times, feeling rather embarrassed under her disdainful gaze, “It’s my first time, I think it’s not bad considering that.”
The instruction was even embroidered on it.
“Khan, if you’re a klutz, that’s one thing, but you managed to sew the sleeve onto the buttons, you really are a genius.” Xiya sarcastically said.
This garment is ruined.
“I’ll buy a new one for you tomorrow.” Khan hung his head in defeat.
“Forget it, it’s just a piece of clothing.” Xiya put the small clothes aside, speaking nonchalantly.
Khan suddenly looked up at her with a serious look, “Don’t worry, when I get home I’ll definitely practice more. I’ll come back tomorrow to embroider the clothes again.”
“…”
Coming back tomorrow?
Xiya’s eyes twitched.
She was originally just trying to give him a hard time, hoping he would give up and leave if he lacked patience. But now it seemed like she had brought trouble upon herself.
“That’s unnecessary, you don’t have to take it so seriously.” She waved her hand dismissively.
“No, I must embroider a good piece of clothing for the baby.” Khan stood up, speaking with determination.
“I’ll go back and practice now, and I’ll come back tomorrow.”
With that, he left without looking back.
“Hey, you–”
Xiya watched his departing figure, feeling both amused and exasperated at the same time. Why was he acting as if he was injected with chicken blood?
She turned her eyes to the small clothes on the sofa and burst out laughing.
She reached out and stroked her belly, stifling her laughter, “Little beauty, look at how clumsy your father is. You have to be more dexterous when you grow up, and don’t inherit his clumsiness.”
The next day, in the early morning.
Jian Qing and her party were leaving early, while Quan Yimo and the others had to wait another day or two before returning to Beijing.
Zhan Mingyan also got up early to send off Jian Qing, her face turned red from the cold wind, she sneakily glanced toward the inside of the airplane.
“Mingyan, what are you looking at?” Jian Qing had a knowing smile in her eyes, she asked knowingly.
Zhan Mingyan came back to her senses, shaking her head, “Nothing.”
“We’re leaving now, keep in touch when you’re free.” Jian Qing patted her shoulder, saying.
She nodded, “When I go back to Beijing, I’ll come see you.”
“Okay.”
Jian Qing grabbed Quan Jingwu, and the two of them got on the airplane first.
As for Bai Jue, he arrived late, even holding an apple in his hand.
“Goodbye, airfield.”
He waved his paw, smirking.
“Oh, wait, we probably won’t meet again.”
Zhan Mingyan bit her lip, not annoyed by his nickname for her for the first time.
Judging from the corner of his eye, Bai Jue saw her looking down and feeling upset, he was slightly stunned.
What’s up, did he really make her cry?
“Hey, Airfield, what’s the matter with you?”
“Will you die if you call me Zhan Mingyan for once?” Zhan Mingyan took a deep breath and shouted at him.
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