Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 360 - 349: Is it Okay Not to Divorce?
Chapter 360 -349: Is it Okay Not to Divorce?
Zhan Qipei didn’t answer, but slowly moved downward until his face was buried in the woman’s towering chest, and only then did he stop.
Using the excuse of his fever, he began to act coquettishly, holding the woman tightly in his embrace and feigning a bit of grievance in his tone.
“Can we not divorce, please? Don’t leave me…”
Qiao Jing’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. She reached out, trying to push away the fuzzy head buried in her body.
But with each push, he buried himself even tighter, and the hands around her waist gradually exerted more force.
This entire scene was caught by Su Manhan, who stood at the doorway peeking in. She was thrilled, her smile almost reaching the heavens.
She very considerately walked to the living room, placed all the contents from the thermal bag onto the table, then happily hummed a tune as she walked out.
It seemed her son was ready to make his move; it wouldn’t be long before she could hold her grandchild.
Su Manhan rode back to Purple Garden, where she shared everything she’d seen with Zhan Yuanshan.
Upon hearing it, Zhan Yuanshan became excessively excited, his beard shaking with the nodding of his head, and he stomped his walking stick with force.
“Quick, prepare a table full of nourishing food for Jing Girl to eat; invite her to come back for dinner tonight.”
Su Manhan’s face bloomed with joy, as she called the chefs to start planning the evening’s meal. Once everything was ready, she phoned Qiao Jing.
By the time Qiao Jing had extricated herself from Zhan Qipei’s arms, almost a half hour had passed.
She was a bit surprised when she saw the thermal container on the table with no sign of Su Manhan.
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However, the food prepared in the thermal container meant she wouldn’t have to bother cooking.
Zhan Qipei also walked to the dining table with slightly heavy footsteps and asked upon seeing the thermal container.
“Did my mom bring this over?”
Qiao Jing “mmm”-ed in response, dividing out Zhan Qipei’s portion because of the incident of him pinning her to the bed earlier, she didn’t want to talk to him for the moment.
While she was halfway through her meal, she received a call from Su Manhan. But since her hands were greasy, she wasn’t able to answer normally, so she switched on the speakerphone instead.
Su Manhan’s voice, filled with joy, came through.
“Qiao Jing, don’t bother cooking tonight, just come home for dinner.”
Qiao Jing froze for a moment; Su Manhan didn’t mention Zhan Qipei at all, only making it clear that she should come over for dinner.
This was the complete opposite of the last time she sat in Zhan Qipei’s car when Su Manhan only invited her son to come back.
She glanced at the man who was still eating, but it was hard to refuse an elder’s request, so she replied to the voice on the phone.
“Okay.”
Zhan Qipei, who was in the midst of eating, paused, his gaze falling on the phone as his lips parted slightly.
“Mom, I’ll come back for dinner too.”
This time, Su Manhan spoke out of character.
“It doesn’t matter whether you come back or not, what’s important is that Qiao Jing must come back, got it?”
Qiao Jing frowned slightly, feeling a bit strange. Why was she being singled out this time to come back?
Zhan Qipei spoke up for Qiao Jing.
“What’s going on? Is there something you need Qiao Jing for?”
He still wanted to cling to his wife using his fever as an excuse, hoping she would change her mind.
Why was his mom suddenly wanting to call his wife back?
“Oh, it’s fine as long as Qiao Jing comes back; I’m busy, so I’ll hang up now.”
Su Manhan hastily ended the call.
In the evening, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei both arrived at Purple Garden.
Upon seeing the visitors, Su Manhan’s face was filled with joy, and she quickly walked up to Qiao Jing’s side.
Su Manhan stretched out her hand to take Qiao Jing to the dining table, leaving Zhan Qipei behind, and couldn’t contain her excitement as she spoke.
“Come and eat, we’ve been waiting for you.”
Qiao Jing still felt it was strange until she saw the table filled with sumptuous dishes, and her curiosity only grew.
Was today a special day? Why were there so many dishes?
And the focus wasn’t on Zhan Qipei or Zhan Nanqing—it was on her?
Zhan Yuanshan sat at the table, his face beaming as if he had shed several decades.
Only after Qiao Jing took her seat did Su Manhan return to her own place.
When Zhan Qipei saw his wife being led away, he felt a tinge of jealousy and his complexion turned a few shades colder. Upon reaching the dining table, he glanced at Zhan Nanqing.
Zhan Nanqing shrugged her shoulders and looked in Su Manhan’s direction, then shook her head indicating she was also clueless about the situation.
Without asking further, Zhan Qipei took a seat beside Qiao Jing.
Zhan Yao was equally unaware of what Su Manhan was up to—the feast was much more lavish than the last time Zhan Qipei came home for a meal.
Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Nanqing with puzzlement, hoping to get some information from her.
Zhan Nanqing could only shrug helplessly again—why were both her brother and Qiao Jing looking at her?
She had been unexpectedly called back from shopping by Su Manhan to eat, with the pretext that there was something important to discuss.
“I don’t know either.”
Qiao Jing withdrew her gaze and looked at the bowl in front of her, then gave Su Manhan another glance.
She pursed her lips. With the Zhan family not saying a word, she was even less inclined to ask.
Su Manhan was staring at Qiao Jing, particularly noting how thin she was, especially that tiny waist—as slender as something inexpressible.
Probably because she suffered too much hardship in the countryside as a child and often went hungry, leading to her current frailty, which would certainly make pregnancy more difficult than for the average person.
Su Manhan couldn’t help feeling sorry for Qiao Jing, regretting all the bad things she had done before and wishing she could travel back in time to slap herself twice.
Qiao Jing had suffered so much in her childhood, and yet she, as her mother-in-law, still hadn’t treated her better. No wonder she wanted to leave the Zhan family.
“You’re so thin, you need to eat more to nourish your body, and besides, here’s a special recipe I got from a relative. It’s said to make it easier for a woman to conceive. You’re so frail, and your health isn’t great, so hurry up and drink some.”
Su Manhan pushed a bowl of dark soup in front of Qiao Jing and, worried she might not drink it, also prepared a small bowl of preserved fruit.
“It might be a little bitter, but just endure it, and after drinking, have some preserved fruit.”
Zhan Yuanshan followed Su Manhan’s lead, looking at Qiao Jing with expectant eyes.
“Don’t worry about it, Jing Girl’s physique is many times stronger than the average person. I believe that Jing Girl can definitely get pregnant, and maybe she’ll bring us several great-grandchildren at once! Consider it a pre-celebration for the arrival of my great-grandchild.”
His excitement led his gaze to settle on Qiao Jing’s stomach, as if by staring he could conjure a great-grandchild into existence.
Zhan Nanqing glanced at Qiao Jing’s stomach.
Her grandfather must be a prophet—Qiao Jing was indeed carrying more than one.
Qiao Jing froze for a moment, then looked at Zhan Yuanshan with wary eyes and touched her own stomach.
Normally, a pregnant woman wouldn’t show until three months into her pregnancy, but because she was carrying triplets, her stomach was already showing a slight bulge.
Could it have been noticed?
Zhan Qipei furrowed his brows, also finding the situation odd.
“Grandpa, why are you suddenly talking about these things?”
With a meaningful look, Zhan Yuanshan chuckled as he spoke.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, your mother saw everything at noon, the two of you on the bed… heh heh heh…”
Qiao Jing realized then, her temples suddenly throbbing.
It turned out that the scene of Zhan Qipei on top of her this morning had been witnessed by Su Manhan, which explained why she had already left when Qiao Jing came out.
