My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 656 - 575: Time to Build a Snowman

"Does Xiao Chen really have a girlfriend now? How old is she? Where’s she from? Is she still a high school student? She better not be too young."

"Relax, Xiao Chen knows what he’s doing. You should focus on taking care of yourself."

Qin Miaomiao frowned, gently rubbing her belly, and murmured:

"The baby in my belly is so difficult to deal with. He’s already tormenting me now—who knows how much trouble he’ll give me later. Ninth Uncle, when he’s born, you’ll have to teach him a good lesson for me."

"Don’t worry, I will."

"Ninth Uncle, I’m fine. You don’t need to constantly look after me."

"You are my Little Jin’er; taking care of you is my responsibility. When that brat comes back, I’ll make sure he takes good care of you himself."

Mentioning Lu Qing, Qin Miaomiao snorted:

"He left in such a rush I didn’t even get the chance to talk to him."

Soon, she felt drowsy again and fell back asleep. Mr. Su left the room quietly, worried that his presence might disturb her rest.

When Little Seventh finished preparing food and brought it to her bedside, she was gone from the bed!

"Oh no, Young Madam is missing!"

He exclaimed, sending Little Sixth and Little Second into a panic. Missing?

The bathroom and changing room were both empty!

This was no small matter! A living person—how could she disappear?

Even Mr. Jiu didn’t dare to make too much noise about it and began searching immediately. They looked through every corner of the house, but—nothing!

It was Little Sixth who thought of looking outside. In the backyard, they finally found Qin Miaomiao dressed in a white down jacket, playing in the snow with Xiao Bai and Little Xiaobai...

Unbelievable...

She was dressed entirely in white, almost blending into the snowy scenery. If it weren’t for Xiao Bai and Little Xiaobai running back and forth, they might not have spotted her at all.

"Young Madam, what are you doing here?"

"Playing in the snow, of course! My body aches from lying down all day, so I came out to stretch a bit."

Little Sixth let out a sigh of relief: "Young Madam, it’s freezing out here—what if you catch a cold?"

Qin Miaomiao grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a small snowball, squeezed it tightly, then hurled it at Little Sixth!

The snowball hit him square on the forehead! Qin Miaomiao burst into laughter and threw another snowball at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai let out a low growl—how dare anyone challenge the dignity of the Lion King!

With a flick of his tail, he sprayed snow all over her!

Little Xiaobai rolled around in the snow until he was soaked.

Qin Miaomiao pointed at Little Xiaobai, laughing heartily.

Seeing her so cheerful, Little Sixth and Little Seventh finally relaxed. They needed to keep her completely in the dark about Young Master Chen’s situation—otherwise, who knows what might happen?

"How about a snowball fight?"

Little Sixth sighed helplessly: "Young Madam, don’t forget—you’re pregnant."

"Oh, I almost forgot! The little brat inside my belly... Come on, let’s build a snowman instead!"

"Young Madam..."

"Come on, come on. We’re just sitting around doing nothing anyway. If I keep sleeping, I might actually turn into a fool."

Little Sixth and Little Seventh: .....

What else could they say?

They had no choice but to humor her.

Building snowmen...

Well, it could be considered a skill. Qin Miaomiao could barely manage rolling snowballs, but when it came to shaping the snowman, it was a total disaster.

Little Sixth’s snowman, on the other hand, was a work of art. Compared to his, hers was just... well, let’s be honest—it was so ugly it was hard to even look at!

She sneakily took a picture of Little Seventh’s snowman and sent it to Lu Qing along with a message:

"Hubby, does the snowman look nice? Miss you. Come back soon, okay?"

After thinking for a moment, she took a selfie with her phone. She didn’t bother with beautifying it—after all, no matter how she looked, bundled up like a dumpling, she wasn’t exactly photogenic.

But even after more than ten minutes, there was still no reply from the other side.

Qin Miaomiao puffed her cheeks in frustration. What on earth was he so busy with?