My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 668 -s 587-588: The Baby Moved

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Chapter 668: Chapters 587-588: The Baby Moved

This time, the baby’s movements managed to attract the attention of all the grown men in the room. Since they would all have kids in the future, it was a great chance to observe and learn.

And so, Qin Miaomiao became the star attraction—like a giant panda under observation!

The baby in her belly was very cooperative, moving every few minutes without fail.

Lu Qing was the first to place his hand on her belly. When he felt the baby’s movements, his usually stoic face revealed a flicker of excitement.

Meanwhile, Meng Yan and the others started murmuring amongst themselves:

"This feels so fascinating, doesn’t it?"

Yan Lv was visibly excited: "Can I touch it?"

Song Li warned him, "If you dare touch, Brother Lu might take you down."

"I’m just curious, that’s all."

Feeling like she was indeed the panda on display, Qin Miaomiao laughed and said:

"You can touch, but there’s an entrance fee—100,000 per touch, not negotiable."

Yan Lv let out a dramatic yelp, "That expensive? Sis-in-law, you’re something else!"

Lu Qing shot her a cold glance. "Still joking around at this time?"

"I’m just teasing him, hubby. But seriously, these little ones are already causing a commotion now. What will we do in the future? Won’t they turn the world upside down?"

Lu Qing looked slightly anxious too. Early fetal movements meant these kids were going to be a handful. They wouldn’t bring any peace.

As for the men, they weren’t allowed to touch anymore. However, the other women gleefully satisfied their curiosity, each taking turns. While doing so, they also talked about buying baby clothes, shoes, and other necessities—they intended to get everything ready.

Because there was a pregnant woman in the house, the men went outside for a smoke.

As men are wont to do, they idly chatted about various topics.

"Brother Lu, I heard your younger brother started working at your company? Has he caused any trouble yet?"

Jin Jing, who worked there, responded with a cold chuckle: "That guy’s clever. He’s been toeing the line—neither standing out nor making mistakes. He gets along well with the team and uses slick words to charm the ladies. Quite popular with them."

Hearing this, Song Li and Meng Yan immediately had suspicions.

"Keeping such a low profile? Clearly, not someone to underestimate."

"Old Sir Lu must be joking if he thinks this is about brotherly love. It’s obvious your brother’s here to stir things up."

"Jin Jing, you better keep a close eye on him. Otherwise, who knows what kind of mess he’ll create next?"

Jin Jing nodded. "Of course. I’ll keep watching. Brother Lu’s attention is probably all on Sis-in-law and the babies, so I’ll help out. Right, Brother Lu?"

Lu Qing, lost in thought moments ago, only came back to his senses now:

"What?"

"We’re talking about Lu Xing."

"Just keep an eye on him. By the way, since all of you are here, help me think of names. Two boys and one girl. For the boys, keep it casual. For the girl, it needs to be more polished."

Song Li laughed: "You’re such a biased dad! The boys can have any names, but your little princess needs something fancy?"

Meng Yan nodded in agreement: "Well, they say daughters are their daddies’ little treasures. It’s normal to want something special for her. As for boys, just raise them free-spiritedly. Speaking of which, is it true that Mr. Su really wants to adopt one?"

Lu Qing made a soft grunt in affirmation.

As men and brothers of Lu Qing, Meng Yan gave a gentle nudge: "Well, it’s all family after all, and you all live under one roof. If he wants to adopt, let him. Besides, Sis-in-law technically counts as the heir to the Su Family. On power and wealth, she probably outranks you."

Lu Qing took a puff from his cigarette, showing no objections.

To be honest, after living with Ninth Uncle and Xiao Chen for so long, even though there was always some rivalry, it still felt like they were truly family. There was affection there.

"Brother Lu, you’ll have three kids now. We all need to step up our game."

"And you, Yan Lv? Still making fun of others? Where’s your wife? Isn’t it about time you brought your runaway wife home?"

The mention of this made Yan Lv curl his lips:

"Her? Isn’t it great she’s not back? I can keep living my carefree life. It’s not like I wanted this marriage. My family forced it on me. Now that she’s even left the country, it’s the perfect excuse for a divorce. My parents feel guilty as hell over this."

"Do you really not care?"

Yan Lv went silent for a moment before forcing a smile:

"This works for me. I get to be free."

The others knew better. With Yan Lv’s personality, if he truly didn’t care, things wouldn’t have dragged on like this.

After all, who can truly rein him in?

The gathering lasted well into the early hours, but out of consideration for Qin Miaomiao being pregnant and needing rest, everyone called it a night. Otherwise, given her lively personality, the fun might have gone on even longer.

Now that her belly was gradually getting bigger, Lu Qing insisted on watching over her every time she bathed.

The bathroom floor was layered with anti-slip mats, just in case she slipped.

Due to her big belly, even bathing was now predominantly handled by Lu Qing.

Qin Miaomiao caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She couldn’t help but think her figure had become unbearable to look at—absolutely unappealing.

Her hair clung to her body as water droplets trailed down her skin.

"Hubby, I’m uncomfortable."

Lu Qing, looking at her face, now flushed from the steam, let out a laugh:

"Oh? Are you?"

He applied lotion to her skin, lathering it until foam formed, his movements meticulous.

Once he finished, he wrapped her carefully in a towel before helping her onto the bed.

Wearing silk pajamas and lying on the soft bed—it was blissfully comfortable.

"What are you doing?"

"Giving you a massage. The doctor said you’re prone to swelling in your legs and feet. It’s better to rub them more."

"Don’t rub there anymore. How about somewhere else?"

"Where?"

"My back. My waist feels sore."

His large, warm hand pressed against her back. The heat and pressure felt incredibly soothing.

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