Hidden Marriage: A Heaven-sent Billionaire Husband Chapter 2769: Twins

Editor: Henyee Translations

Xu Wangzhi, Jin Lan, Lu Ke, Luo Lin, and others came forward to greet them.

Lu Wenhui clutched the brocade box and spoke to Zhou Zefan, “Weiyang requested this tie clip from me. It uses the finest diamond from the red diamond collection. Please pass it to her soon.”

“A tie clip? So it's meant for President Su.” Zhou Zefan arched his brows a bit. “President Su had me fetch the top diamond from the red diamond to craft a brooch.”

They unveiled the two brocade boxes. The diamonds sparkled with intense brilliance.

Both gems hailed from the heart of the red diamond trove, boasting superior quality.

Without any prior coordination, the couple had selected these two small diamonds, which together formed a subtle heart shape when paired.

Lu Wenhui chuckled while shaking her head. “Such a coincidence.”

The wedding ceremony kicked off officially.

Lu Wenhui and Lin Shuhui escorted Qiao Weiyang to Su Zhuoqian, placing her hand in his.

The two aunts remained silent. Su Zhuoqian had already demonstrated ample effort and genuine sincerity.

They trusted he would cherish Qiao Weiyang beyond their expectations.

Su Zhuoqian grasped Qiao Weiyang’s hand using both of his.

The emcee’s words fell on deaf ears for him.

He ignored the chuckles from friends and family entirely.

Qiao Weiyang alone filled his vision. He understood that starting today, he would declare to everyone that she belonged solely to him.

Qiao Weiyang lightly tickled his palm with her fingertips. “Time to exchange the rings.”

Su Zhuoqian snapped back and observed Jingyun and Xiao Bao ascending the stage. They presented the rings to the pair.

Xiao Bao appeared solemn, while Jingyun beamed with joy. From afar, they seemed like total opposites.

Su Zhuoqian took the ring and slid it onto Qiao Weiyang’s ring finger.

Next, he extended his own finger, awaiting her to slip the ring on him.

With the ceremony concluding, the photographer called out to them, “Now, the bride and groom, kiss!”

He prepared to snap the shots.

Su Zhuoqian rested his hands on Qiao Weiyang’s waist, his gaze locked on her radiant face and joyful smile.

He leaned in for the kiss, treating her like the most precious gem.

The camera froze the moment of their embrace and kiss.

Much like her wedding gown, Qiao Weiyang gleamed brightly.

Countless flowers burst into bloom, evoking the vibrancy of spring and summer.

They had traversed shadows to reach this vivid paradise.

These blooms and the wedding embodied that very essence.

Three months post-wedding, online discussions about it lingered among netizens.

Qiao Weiyang’s three-month honeymoon drew to a close. Scripts and jobs piled up for her review.

In her studio, she leafed through the scripts casually yet sensed growing fatigue.

“I’ll take these home to peruse.”

Li Liangting joked, “Sister Weiyang, wasn’t three months of honeymoon sufficient? Bringing scripts home now?”

“Fabric inspection done?”

“Oops, not yet. Heading to it immediately.”

Qiao Weiyang grinned and stepped out.

After such extended rest, adjusting to this hectic rhythm proved challenging for now.

Back home, she skimmed scripts briefly before dozing off unwittingly on the sofa.

Upon Su Zhuoqian’s return, he found her eyes shut, long lashes quivering in deep slumber.

He fetched a light blanket, approached softly, and covered her tenderly.

Qiao Weiyang stirred awake. Opening her eyes, she met his strikingly handsome face up close.

“You’re home?” Her tone carried a sleepy huskiness.

“Mm-hmm. Still drowsy? Want more rest?”

Qiao Weiyang peered outside. Night had fallen completely.

She shook her head. “Dinner first.”

“Dad, Mom, Grandpa, and Grandma are waiting.”

“Why didn’t you wake me?” Qiao Weiyang nudged him playfully. Su Zhuoqian caught her foot, cradled it, and tickled the sole.

“Rest properly if you’re weary.”

Qiao Weiyang laughed. “Not tired now. Just starving.”

“Alright, let’s head down for the meal.”

Around the dinner table, the family dined while chatting leisurely.

Su Zhuoqian served Qiao Weiyang a piece of fish.

As she ate contentedly, she abruptly clamped her hand over her mouth.

“Fishbone caught? Stuck?” Su Zhuoqian tensed up. “I’ll call Gu Tianling right away.”

“No…” Qiao Weiyang gestured dismissal, but nausea overwhelmed her, sending her rushing to the bathroom.

Su Zhuoqian trailed right behind.

Jingyun and Xiao Bao dashed after too.

“Jingyun, Xiao Bao, fetch water.”

Soon, the boys returned with water.

Qiao Weiyang retched in misery but couldn’t bring anything up.

Su Zhuoqian’s brows furrowed. “Fish gone bad?”

Qiao Weiyang rinsed with water and clenched her jaw. “Just queasy. Food’s fine.”

“Return and rest on the seat then.” Su Zhuoqian steadied her with care.

“Mommy might be worn out.” Xiao Bao trailed along. “I woke for water at night and caught you two still up…”

Qiao Weiyang flushed crimson. Xiao Bao overheard from across the room—Su Zhuoqian had overdone it.

She shot Su Zhuoqian a fierce glare.

Su Zhuoqian cleared his throat softly.

Seasoned Su Bei inquired gently, “Weiyang, period due soon?”

Her words jogged Qiao Weiyang’s memory—yes, it was delayed.

Lately, with Su Zhuoqian by her side, she reveled in his affection daily, oblivious to time amid the bliss. No busyness at all.

Reading her face, Su Bei surmised correctly. She smiled warmly. “A doctor visit seems wise then.”

Su Zhuoqian grew instantly anxious, clasping her hands. “Does that mean we’re…”

“Not certain. Testing first,” Qiao Weiyang murmured.

Though a physician herself, she knew self-diagnosis wasn’t best.

“Let’s head there now.” Su Zhuoqian’s voice quavered. This joyful twist caught him off guard.

He rose, draping a coat over Qiao Weiyang. Pausing, he added, “Dad, grab supplements. Diapers needed? Pregnant milk for her yet?”

“Zhuoqian, easy now.” Qiao Weiyang gripped his hand. “We’re not there yet.”

“Hospital first?”

Su Zhuoqian buzzed with excitement.

Su Bei directed the butler to ready a driver and vehicle for them.

Song Hanzhi, alerted by the call, waited at the hospital entrance for Qiao Weiyang.

“Confirmed? Or straight to checkup? Godfather duties again?”

“Test first.” Amid the flurry, Qiao Weiyang stayed composed.

“Right, inside we go. All set up.” Song Hanzhi accompanied the two female doctors.

Su Zhuoqian tried entering too but got halted.

“She enters, I can’t?” Su Zhuoqian’s tone darkened.