Chapter 1800 - 741: I’m Pregnant (2)

Chapter 1800: Chapter 741: I’m Pregnant (2)

Xu Wenqian immediately nodded with a smile, stood up proactively, and grabbed a bottle of red wine from the liquor cabinet, its label filled with French text, "Hmm, let’s drink this... I don’t really understand wine. Qingkui, do you think it’s okay?"

"I don’t understand either. Anyway, it’s all Zhou Wang... Mr. Zhou brought the wine, so drinking any of it is the same."

Jiang Qingkui glanced at it and instantly recognized that Xu Wenqian had picked a bottle of Petrus, known as the "king of wine" on the right bank of Bordeaux, with a single bottle selling for over forty thousand RMB.

But she didn’t care, since it’s Zhou Wang’s wine anyway. What’s the harm in wasting some?

After all, when Zhou Wang was "wasting" her overnight, he certainly didn’t hold back...

Soon after, Jiang Qingkui couldn’t help but laugh at the sudden surge of her emotions. She seemed particularly prone to emotional outbursts recently; moments like this weren’t just one or two times.

Shaking her head to clear away stray thoughts, Jiang Qingkui opened the red wine without going through the decanting process, poured each of them a glass, and then started chatting leisurely with Xu Wenqian while they dined.

Since they almost interacted every day through work, and Xu Wenqian was never a strong personality, she complemented Jiang Qingkui well, so they had long become close friends.

At least currently in Huaxia, not considering Zhou Wang, Xu Wenqian was Jiang Qingkui’s closest friend.

So, although it was just the two of them for this New Year’s Eve dinner, the atmosphere was harmonious, giving Jiang Qingkui a long-lost sense of ease... She indeed needed such a way to relieve the pressure accumulated in her heart.

"Hmm, Wenqian, I remember the incident you mentioned. That day was quite funny. Who would have thought Manager Zheng, usually so stern, would actually say something like that in the group meeting—"

Jiang Qingkui was sharing a funny story with Xu Wenqian when her expression suddenly changed, and her words came to an abrupt halt.

"Qingkui, what’s wrong?"

Xu Wenqian quickly asked with concern.

Jiang Qingkui wanted to say something, but the feeling of nausea and revulsion grew stronger, and she finally couldn’t bear it any longer, rushing to the sink to retch.

Xu Wenqian hurriedly followed, gently soothing her back, and after Jiang Qingkui fully recovered, she asked anxiously, "Qingkui, are you okay? Is there something wrong with the food I made? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"I... I’m fine, it has nothing to do with the food you made."

"Should we go to the hospital to check?"

Xu Wenqian was skeptical and insisted, "Even if it’s not related to this meal, I think Qingkui you should see a doctor. Your overall state hasn’t been right lately, and you’re working so hard as usual, maybe there’s something wrong with your health that you’re not aware of..."

"You’ve noticed my state isn’t right?"

Having drunk a cup of hot water and feeling much more comfortable, Jiang Qingkui paused upon hearing these words.

"It’s probably not just me, Xu Lingyue must have noticed too."

Xu Wenqian sighed, "You’ve been zoning out in meetings frequently, you’re not working overtime as much as you used to, and I heard from Xu Lingyue that you’ve been losing your appetite and seem emotionally unstable... Qingkui, I’m very worried about you."

Looking at Xu Wenqian’s sincere gaze, Jiang Qingkui found herself temporarily speechless.

She realized that her friend’s New Year visit wasn’t just to keep her company.

She noticed her abnormal behavior, and correlating it with her unwillingness to go home for the Spring Festival, Xu Wenqian was trying to figure something out... Of course, her motivation still stemmed from concern for her.

"Qingkui, what happened to you? Is it related to... the boss?"

Xu Wenqian stepped forward, held Jiang Qingkui’s hand, and asked with concern, "It seems like since the boss’s birthday, things have been a bit off with you. Of course, I’m not trying to pry into your privacy. I just want to say, if you ever want to talk to someone, I’m always here."

"..."

Jiang Qingkui was silent again, then gently sighed. She took Xu Wenqian to sit down on the sofa in the living room, then uttered three words:

"I’m pregnant."

"Hmm?"

Xu Wenqian couldn’t immediately understand. Pregnant? Pregnant with what?

Xu Wenqian was quite perplexed.

But after all, she lived in an information explosion era, and combining Jiang Qingkui’s recent nausea, a bold yet absurd guess surfaced in Xu Wenqian’s mind.

"You’re pregnant?!"

Xu Wenqian was briefly stunned into silence, then she stood up all at once, hoping to find a denying micro-expression on Jiang Qingkui’s perfectly cold and elegant face, but Jiang Qingkui didn’t, just turned her head away and didn’t look into Xu Wenqian’s eyes.

"Yes, I’m pregnant. I’ve tested it myself and also went to the hospital for a check-up."

Jiang Qingkui said calmly.

"I, this... Qingkui, how could you... No, I mean, you obviously haven’t been in a relationship, not even remotely interested in anyone—"

As Xu Wenqian got to this point, her words abruptly halted again.

As someone who was privy to Zhou Wang’s personal matters, albeit usually kept discreet, Xu Wenqian naturally vaguely knew that Zhou Wang’s relationship with Jiang Qingkui wasn’t normal, so if Jiang Qingkui were pregnant, who else could the father be?

"Looks like you guessed it."

Jiang Qingkui pressed her lips together, "I don’t want to explain, but... it’s indeed his."

"Uh, Qingkui, you’re not obligated to explain to me. I’m not questioning you..."

"Wenqian, I know you love him deeply, but trust me, some things are beyond my control."

"Qingkui, you really misunderstood. How could I blame you? I... I don’t have any stance. I’m just a bit shocked because I didn’t expect it, didn’t expect it..."

"Didn’t expect I’d suddenly be pregnant?"

Jiang Qingkui laughed, reaching out to stroke the head of the visibly panicked Xu Wenqian, "Alright, I’m teasing you. I know you wouldn’t have any objections towards me, let’s just treat it as a joke, okay?"

"Mm-mm..."

Xu Wenqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, her emotions settling somewhat. She cautiously asked, "Qingkui, does the boss... know about this?"

"He doesn’t know."

Jiang Qingkui then recalled something and seriously advised, "Wenqian, regarding this, you must keep it a secret for me."

"Alright, Qingkui, I will."

Feeling equally troubled, Xu Wenqian agreed then couldn’t help but ask, "But it won’t be hidden for long, Qingkui, in a few months at most, your belly will be quite obvious."

"I know, but at least there are a few months, right?"

Jiang Qingkui said somewhat helplessly, "Just taking it one step at a time. Until I figure out what to do, you can’t tell anyone, including Zhou Wang, or should I say... especially Zhou Wang."

...

"Coming, coming!"

During the New Year, Zhou Wang couldn’t imagine anyone coming to visit, so he initially didn’t want to attend to the continuous knocking on the door.

But the old neighborhood’s soundproofing was terrible, fearing the old man next door might complain about disturbing the peace, Zhou Wang put down his bowl and chopsticks to answer the door.

Although Qu Peining wasn’t here, Gao Xing was downstairs, so Zhou Wang didn’t worry much about his safety.

Creak!

As the door opened, under the orange light of the staircase, there stood a girl whose skin was white as jade and who greeted Zhou Wang with a blooming smile.

"Happy New Year, Zhou Wang!"

With a perfect blend of purity and allure, her charm seemed like she was plucked straight from an AI model, her beauty unreal.

"Yiyi?"

Zhou Wang had considered various possibilities, yet he still looked bewildered.

How could it be Ding Yi?