MGASC -Chapter 173 This Figure Is Exactly a Man’s Ideal Type

Zhang Qiao was afraid Jin Quan would grow impatient waiting outside, so she reassured him, “Brother Quan, we’ll be done shopping very soon.”

“No rush.” He turned and went outside to smoke.

A few minutes later, Zhang Ling came out from the fitting room. Both Zhang Qiao and the sales assistant’s eyes lit up.

The outfit showed off her figure perfectly. The flared jeans elongated and shaped her hips and legs, making them look slender yet full. The cashmere sweater outlined her slim waist and the proud curves of her chest.

Zhang Ling had never given birth—no “mom hips,” no flabby upper arms. Recently, with her improved living conditions, she had filled out just a little, adding a perfectly balanced feminine charm. With that figure and her natural grace, even Zhang Qiao was stunned by her sister.

“Sister, you’ve been hiding this well! That figure is absolutely killer!”

Zhang Qiao was very satisfied with her own taste in picking clothes. When the sales assistant asked about her purchase decision, she didn’t hesitate—she’d take them.

The two pieces together cost just over a hundred yuan, much cheaper than at the department store.

“Qiaoqiao, I’ll go change back into my old clothes.”

Zhang Ling was about to head inside when Zhang Qiao grabbed her. “Change what? You look so good—just wear it out.”

“But… wasn’t this bought for you?” Seeing the sly smile on Zhang Qiao’s face, Zhang Ling suddenly realized the truth. She flustered and tried to refuse. “No, Qiaoqiao, I can’t take such expensive clothes from you…”

Zhang Qiao pulled her closer and lowered her voice. “Alright, sister, don’t let people laugh at us.”

Noticing the sales assistant glancing curiously at them, Zhang Ling stopped insisting on changing. She quickly calculated the cost in her head. “Qiaoqiao, then deduct it from my salary.”

“Deduct what? You’re my sister. Can’t I gift you two outfits?”

Zhang Qiao paid and pushed Zhang Ling outside.

Jin Quan had just finished his cigarette. When he turned around, a graceful figure suddenly appeared before him. He stared blankly, his breath catching.

Zhang Qiao grinned. “Brother Quan, look at my sister in this outfit. Pretty, right?”

Yes. Pretty. Very pretty.

Jin Quan had always known Zhang Ling was good-looking, but at this moment, that “good-looking” took on a much more vivid form, burrowing straight into his heart.

Especially that slender yet curvaceous figure—trim where it should be, full where it should be. It was exactly a man’s ideal type.

Before he could respond, Zhang Ling tugged Zhang Qiao forward. “What would he know? Don’t ask him!”

Jin Quan followed behind them, his gaze falling on the round, shapely curve of her hips beneath the denim. What would he know?

That kind of figure looked like she’d bear sons easily.

After finishing their shopping, Zhang Qiao and Zhang Ling discussed whether to stay the night or head back immediately.

“Qiaoqiao, let’s go back today,” Zhang Ling whispered, sneaking a glance at Jin Quan as she leaned close to her sister’s ear. “If we don’t go back, where’s he staying tonight?”

Although Zhang Ling was divorced now, she was still rather conservative. The way Jin Quan looked at her—so direct, so unhidden—made her feel exposed. She didn’t want to spend the whole day around him.

Zhang Qiao agreed it was an issue. “Alright then, we’ll head back.”

They were walking toward the car when suddenly Zhang Qiao stopped in her tracks. Her face twisted in panic. “Sister, oh no… something’s… leaking down there.”

The news came so suddenly that even Zhang Ling—who had never given birth—was frozen in shock.

“How could something be leaking?”

“I don’t know…” Drawing on the little hearsay knowledge she had, Zhang Qiao analyzed it and asked tearfully, “Could it be… amniotic fluid?”

Zhang Ling’s brain short-circuited again, but Jin Quan reacted quickly. He rushed to start the car. “Zhang Ling, help your sister into the car. She’s probably about to give birth!”

Zhang Qiao: What the hell? Wasn’t there still over a week until my due date?

Kid, you’re way too eager!

But there was no choice. The three of them hurried toward the hospital where Zhang Qiao had been having her prenatal checkups.

After the initial panic, Zhang Qiao gradually calmed down.

She felt fortunate they had come to Jiangcheng today—close to the hospital, so emergencies were easier to handle. They’d also already bought formula and bottles. No matter what, her baby wouldn’t go hungry.

After getting into the car, the fluid didn’t continue leaking, but her abdomen ached faintly, similar to menstrual cramps.

Zhang Ling was extremely nervous, gripping Zhang Qiao’s hand tightly. Though terrified inside, she kept comforting her. “Qiaoqiao, don’t be afraid. Once we’re at the hospital, I’ll call brother-in-law. Even if he can’t come back, I’ll stay with you the whole time. Don’t worry.”

“Mm.” Zhang Qiao was scared too—especially since Lin Tianyue wasn’t by her side.

Why did she suddenly miss him so much?

If she’d known, she wouldn’t have bragged yesterday. She should’ve asked him to come back earlier.

Wuwuwu… she was about to give birth, and he wasn’t here. Always thinking about making money instead of his wife—what was the point of a man like that?

They arrived at the hospital quickly. The doctor was familiar.

After an examination, the doctor said, “Yes, your water has broken. Go ahead and arrange for admission.”

Zhang Qiao wanted to cry. “But my due date isn’t here yet.”

The doctor replied, “Due dates aren’t exact. Delivering ten days or even half a month early is normal. It’s related to your menstrual cycle.”

That only made Zhang Qiao more anxious. “Are you saying I’ll give birth tonight?”

The doctor palpated her abdomen again. “Not necessarily. If not tonight, then tomorrow. It’s good—the baby’s position is already correct.”

Zhang Qiao’s stomach hurt, she was scared, and she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Should she praise her baby for being sensible—or not?

Sensible, because they’d positioned themselves properly. Not sensible, because they couldn’t even wait until the due date.

Fortunately, she was already in the hospital, and the doctor was there. After admission was completed, she felt somewhat more reassured.

There was another woman in the ward who had just given birth—to a boy.

When Zhang Qiao moved in, she glanced over. The newborn was even smaller than she had imagined, barely bigger than a palm, a reddish little bundle with indistinct features.

Like a tiny monkey.

The grandparents, the baby’s father, and an aunt all surrounded the child, happily discussing his facial features. Only the mother lay there, pale and drained, like a withered shell emptied of nutrients—haggard and weak.

She was thirsty and wanted some water, but after calling out for a while, no one poured her any.

It was Zhang Qiao’s sister who couldn’t stand it and poured her some water, placing it into her hands.

Settled into her own bed, Zhang Qiao still felt faint abdominal pain, though it was bearable. The doctor had just checked—she was only one centimeter dilated. There was still time to wait.

“Qiaoqiao, lie down and rest. Can you manage alone for a bit? I’ll go call your brother-in-law.” Zhang Ling felt completely at a loss. “Or should I call Mom?”

“No… I don’t want to see her!”

Zhang Ling thought it over. Given that Zhang Qiao had fallen out with their mother, even if they called, she might not come.

And her mother-in-law was even less reliable.

But someone had to sign the consent forms for childbirth. After thinking it through, she decided to inform Lin Tianyue.

It was her first time experiencing something like this. Her heart pounded nervously as she clutched the phone number Zhang Qiao had given her and found a place downstairs to make the call.

She dialed wrong twice, her fingers trembling so badly she couldn’t press the numbers properly.

Just as she was about to try a third time, a hand pressed down on the keypad before she could.

It was Jin Quan.

He pulled her aside and, following the numbers on the slip of paper, dialed skillfully.

“Hello, I’m looking for the guest in room 301, Lin Tianyue. What? Room 301 has already checked out?”