Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

Zhong Jiaqi slept the whole night, and finally her complexion did not look so ugly, and she looked more refreshed.

Qi Qingsong smiled with satisfaction: "You look like this now, you never looked like you were pregnant before, and the dark circles under your eyes are almost turning into pandas."

Zhong Jiaqi looked at Qi Jingchen in disbelief, was her previous state really that bad?

Qi Jingchen nodded helplessly: "You were really in a bad state before."

"You still have the nerve to say it," Qi Qingsong looked at Qi Jingchen angrily, "If you dare to exploit Jiaqi again in the future, I will make you, the president of the Qi family, even lose your position."

"Grandpa, you forgot, you don't own Qi's shares now, and now Qi's largest shareholder is Hanhan!"

Qi Han said mercilessly: "Dad, if you make your mother tired, I will also let you pack up and leave. Your main bank card is in the hands of your mother, and you will only be able to sleep on the street from now on." gone."

Qi Jingchen spread his hands, and sure enough, the feeling of living at the low end of the food chain reappeared.

He resigned himself to serving Zhong Jiaqi a bowl of chicken soup: "I boiled it for two hours this afternoon, you can taste it and see if it suits your taste."

Worried about Zhong Jiaqi's pregnancy reaction, Qi Jingchen skimmed off all the fat in the chicken soup. The chicken soup was not greasy at all, but just smelling the fragrance, Zhong Jiaqi felt a little hungry, and after drinking a bowl, she still felt that it was not enough.

"Jiaqi, drink too much and you won't be able to digest at night."

Zhong Jiaqi looked at Qi Jingchen aggrievedly: "But I still want to drink now."

Looking at Zhong Jiaqi's wet eyes, Qi Jingchen couldn't help it after all, and gave Zhong Jiaqi another bowl.

"It's the last bowl. After you finish drinking, come take a walk in the yard with me."

"it is good!"

After putting down the chopsticks, Zhong Jiaqi really found that she seemed to have eaten too much for dinner, and now her stomach feels uncomfortable.

Qi Jingchen took Zhong Jiaqi's hand: "I feel strong now, go out for a walk, or else I'll be hungry at night."

Like a child who did something wrong, Zhong Jiaqi let Qi Jingchen lead her out.

I don't know when, summer came quietly, the breeze blew on Zhong Jiaqi's face with a little coolness, and there was a burst of floral fragrance in it, Zhong Jiaqi narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"Jingchen, let's tell my mother about my pregnancy tomorrow, okay?"

Zhong Jiaqi knew that so many things had happened during this period, and Zhong's mother must be in a terrible mood. If she knew that she was pregnant, Zhong's mother would definitely be in a better mood.

"Okay, let's go back to Zhong's house for dinner tomorrow night, but you have to promise me one thing!"

"What's the matter?" Zhong Jiaqi looked into Qi Jingchen's eyes suspiciously.

"During this period, you should stop going to work and rest at home. As for the fashion design department, I will keep an eye on it, and nothing will go wrong."

"But……"

Qi Jingchen turned around and looked into Zhong Jiaqi's eyes: "Don't worry, you have heard what the doctor said. You worked too hard a while ago, and you have already moved your fetus. I promise you, as long as the child is stable, you will be ready soon." Can go back to work, is that okay?"

Zhong Jiaqi thought about it carefully, and the doctor told her those words, if something happened to the child because of her willfulness, she would not forgive herself, so it is better to raise it for a while.

She nodded in compromise: "Okay, I won't go to the company for a while, but you should take care of the fashion design department, especially this competition."

"I see, I promise that there will be no problems in the design department."

"By the way, is it time for Qi Han to go to school too?" Zhong Jiaqi looked up at Qi Jingchen.

"Don't worry about this matter. Grandpa has been watching the school all this time. He won't let Han Han go to a school he doesn't approve of." Qi Jingchen reached out and rubbed Zhong Jiaqi's hair gently a few times.

"Then I can rest assured that the school chosen by grandpa will definitely be fine."

Zhong Jiaqi thought that she would not be tired of her pregnancy reaction this time, after all, few pregnant women can still drink two bowls of chicken soup in the first three months of pregnancy.

However, Qi Jingchen had just gone to work, and Zhong Jiaqi had only eaten half of her breakfast, and a greasy feeling rose from her stomach.

Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help rushing into the bathroom, lying on the toilet and vomited in the dark,
Qi Qingsong couldn't help but feel distressed when he heard Zhong Jiaqi's movements: "Aunt Li, go and see how Jiaqi is doing?"

"Ok!"

When Aunt Li went to the bathroom, Zhong Jiaqi's face turned pale. She had just eaten two bites of breakfast, and Zhong Jiaqi couldn't vomit anything at all, but the acid water in her stomach was still oozing out.

Aunt Li felt distressed when she saw it, and she stretched out her hand to help Zhong Jiaqi up: "Miss, wash your mouth first, and then go drink some honey water, you can't spit it out like this."

Zhong Jiaqi was sitting on the sofa, drinking honey water one gulp after another, probably couldn't eat breakfast.

Looking at Zhong Jiaqi's pale face, Qi Qingsong felt uncomfortable: "Aunt Li, you go and call Jing Chen and ask him to come back!"

"Grandpa, no need, I'm fine, don't delay Jingchen's work." Zhong Jiaqi said anxiously.

Qi Qingsong's face turned slightly cold: "You are pregnant with Xiaochen's child, let him take a good look at it, how much you have suffered for him, money can never be earned, only family is the most important thing of."

After finishing speaking, Qi Qingsong picked up the phone and called Qi Jingchen himself, but Zhong Jiaqi didn't stop her even if she wanted to.

Qi Qingsong put down the phone, and half an hour later, Qi Jingchen hurried back.

"Jiaqi, what's wrong with you?" Qi Jingchen put his arm around Zhong Jiaqi's shoulder anxiously.

On the phone, Qi Qingsong didn't explain the matter clearly, but only said that Zhong Jiaqi was not feeling well, and asked him to go home quickly. Qi Jingchen thought that something happened to Zhong Jiaqi, and came back from the company in a hurry.

Zhong Jiaqi smiled lightly: "No, it's nothing, just a little morning sickness!"

Qi Jingchen touched the corner of Zhong Jiaqi's eyes distressedly: "Why are you so pale?"

"Jiaqi only ate two mouthfuls of breakfast and vomited it all up. Do you think her face looks good?" Qi Qingsong said a little angrily, "Last time, when Jiaqi was pregnant, you lost your memory and didn't give her enough. This time, you have to make up for it all."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of Jiaqi." Qi Jingchen turned to Zhong Jiaqi and said, "Jiaqi, sit down for a while, and I'll cook pumpkin porridge for you."

After speaking, Qi Jingchen got into the kitchen.

I don't know why, as long as it's something made by Qi Jingchen, Zhong Jiaqi doesn't want to vomit at all, those pregnancy reactions seem to disappear suddenly, but as long as she eats something cooked by others, her appetite is extremely poor.

Therefore, Qi Jingchen undertook Zhong Jiaqi's three meals a day and spent very little time in the company.

Jiang Qing knew that Zhong Jiaqi was pregnant, so she knew that it was useless to complain no matter how much she complained, she might as well take this opportunity and ask Qi Jingchen to raise her salary.

However, when Jiang Qing saw Qi Jingchen's desk with all kinds of documents and a copy of "Guidelines for Pregnant Women", she was still so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.

Unexpectedly, besides her 24 filial husband, Qi Jingchen would also develop in the direction of a super dad.

Jiang Qing seems to have seen her miserable future. After the child is born, Qi Jingchen may not spend as much time on work as she does now.

She even thought of taking advantage of Zhong Jiaqi's pregnancy to save a good sum of money. After Qi Jingchen's child was born, she would resign and travel around the world so as not to die from overwork.

"President Qi, this document needs your signature."

Qi Jingchen took the document from Jiang Qing's hand, without even looking at it, he threw it aside casually, "Jiang Qing, do you know what is suitable for pregnant women?"

Based on the principle of not making Zhong Jiaqi disgusted, Qi Jingchen has been cooking for Zhong Jiaqi in different ways during this period of time. He almost cooks all the dishes that pregnant women can eat.

He felt that it was time for him to learn some new products.

Jiang Qing's mouth opened even wider: "Mr. Qi, I'm not married yet, how do I know what's suitable for pregnant women?"

Qi Jingchen patted himself on the forehead as if he just remembered, "Oh, I forgot that you haven't experienced pregnancy yet."

A sharp sword was pierced into Jiang Qing's heart. Jiang Qing suspected that she had been imprisoned, and she had obtained evidence, but as a social animal, she still didn't dare to confront her boss.

If Qi Jingchen wasn't the president of the Qi Corporation, she felt that she had just picked up the documents on the table and threw them at Qi Jingchen's head.

Is it great to have kids?
"Jiang Qing, I'm talking to you, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Qing immediately stood up straight, and drove out all the thoughts that just came to her mind.

"No, it's nothing, Mr. Qi, what did you just say to me?"

"I said, let you help me find any recipes suitable for pregnant women, and hand them over to me before five o'clock in the evening!"

Jiang Qing had already scolded Qi Jingchen in his heart, but before five o'clock, it seemed that the president of the Qi family was going to leave early again today.

"Okay, Mr. Qi, I will definitely find you a recipe before five o'clock, but what do you want the recipe for? The aunt at home should be able to solve these problems. If you are really worried, you can find a Aunts who specialize in taking care of pregnant women, these aunties are very professional now."

Qi Jingchen looked at Jiang Qing suspiciously: "Who told you that auntie is cooking at home?"

Jiang Qing felt that she really couldn't pick up her chin. She really didn't expect that the person in charge of cooking at home was Qi Jingchen. She couldn't even imagine how such a man who was vigorous and resolute at the negotiating table wore an apron. Wash your hands and make soup.