His Genius Wife Is A Superstar-Chapter 1443 Please Don’t Get Angry

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Chapter 1443 Please Don’t Get Angry

Jin Liwei caught his excited wife and embraced her before signaling Dom with his eyes to ride in the other car. Of course, the ever dependable Dom understood his sir boss' meaning right away. He nodded while beaming before shutting the car door.

"Let's go, Xu Tian," Jin Liwei instructed his assistant.

"Yes, sir," Xu Tian replied to his boss and greeted his lady boss with a nod before starting the car.

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"How come you're here today?" Iris asked her husband while snuggling in his arms.

"Decided to pick up my beautiful wife after a meeting finished early," Jin Liwei replied while playing with a strand of his wife's long, silky hair.

She chuckled and burrowed herself deeper in his arms.

"Happy to see me?" he asked.

She nodded.

The husband and wife whispered sweet nothings to each other. Afterward, Jin Liwei asked her about her day at Long Industries. She told him about her successful presentation in front of the chief executives.

"I know that you'll kill it, baby," he murmured and kissed her fragrant hair (courtesy of Orchidia Beauty's flagship bestselling original shampoo and conditioner combo set). "Congratulations, love."

"Thanks, darling."

Jin Liwei was about to ask her about another thing when he noticed something that made him frown. "Love?"

"Hm? Huh?" Iris glanced at him and felt confused at his expression.

"You're pressing on your chest. Does it hurt?"

Iris looked down. Her hand was indeed massaging her chest—the space between her breasts. She didn't even notice it.

"Oh," she could only say, as she thought about why she was doing it in the first place.

Jin Liwei's frown deepened. "Xu Tian, drive to the nearest hospital."

"Yes, sir," his assistant replied.

"No need, I'm fine," Iris quickly said. "Xu Tian, let's just go straight home."

Xu Tian looked at Jin Liwei via the rear-view mirror, silently asking him what he should do.

Jin Liwei looked like he was going to carry his wife to the nearest hospital, so Iris removed her hand from her chest and told him, "I'm fine, Liwei. Really."

"Are you sure?" he asked, his brows still deeply furrowed. "I noticed that you've been out of sorts whenever you're not doing anything. This is not the first time I caught you pressing on your chest. You always tell me that you're fine, but I'm starting to worry."

Iris couldn't reply right away. In the end, she sighed and said, "I don't know. I just feel nervous for some reason. I'm not usually the type to get this nervous over trivial things. Sometimes, my chest will feel tight and it feels like the onset of a panic attack. But it won't go into a full-blown panic attack. Dom says that maybe Little Jun's hospitalization affected me too much especially since I'm a new mother."

"Hm. Maybe. But we should still go see the doctor just in case."

"I already consulted our family doctor. She said that I'm perfectly healthy."

Jin Liwei examined her expression. "Are you sure that you're okay?"

She nodded.

"Alright." He pulled her closer and gave her forehead a peck. "If it's anxiety, you know that you can always talk to me, right?"

"I know." She laid her head on his chest and followed the rhythm of his breathing to relax herself.

"Xu Tian, home," Jin Liwei instructed.

"Yes, sir."

Finally, they arrived home and spent some time greeting the twins, the cats, and the dogs. Then Iris received a call from Jiang Ying Yue informing them that Little Jun was finally in the clear—the little guy was going to be discharged today.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Iris released a huge sigh of relief.

Then Jiang Ying Yue told her, "Xiulan, I decided that Little Jun and I are going straight to Yehan's place from the hospital."

"What? So soon?!" Iris was heartbroken.

"I'm sorry, Xiulan." Jiang Ying Yue's voice was full of guilt. "Yehan bonded with Little Jun a lot these past few days, so I decided to let my son continue recuperating at Yehan's place. I want the two of them to spend more time together and grow closer. Please don't get angry."

"I'm not angry. Why would I get angry?" Iris sighed and curbed her disappointment. "As long as Little Jun's fine. That's what's most important. We'll visit Little Jun at the farm villa tomorrow then."

After the phone call ended, Iris' expression was still full of disappointment.

Jin Liwei hugged her. "We'll bring the twins tomorrow to see their Big Brother Junjun."

She grew more worried.

"Don't worry," he said. "Eldest Brother already had his farm villa fumigated. The process was more meticulous than normal. I also hired his fumigation team to fumigate our place while you were at work."

She nodded. "Okay. I'll prepare more insect repellent spray and lotion, then. Wait, I have an idea!" Excitement danced in her eyes.

"What is it?" he asked.

"What do you think if Orchidia released bug spray and lotion?"

He smiled. "Not a bad idea."

"I'll call Chen Fei and Big Sister Jinjing," Iris muttered, her mind already floating around her new idea.

Jin Liwei shook his head while chuckling. He was glad that his wife got distracted by a new product idea and didn't have to dwell too much on her disappointment at their godson not coming home to Dragon Palace.

Then he carried his twin sons, causing Little Mochi to squeal from delight and Little Matcha to hug him tight.

"Let's follow Mom, shall we?"

Little Mochi: "Yah yah yah!!!"

Little Matcha: (pursed lips in tsundere silence but eyes overflowing with happiness)

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In front of them, the father and sons watched as their wife/mother skipped with visible excitement while speaking to Chen Fei and Long Jinjing on the phone.

It seemed that the other two women were also interested in Iris' new product idea, especially Long Jinjing who was also frightened by Little Jun's dengue hospitalization.

The curve of Jin Liwei's lips grew higher. He loved watching his wife like this.

She was amazing.

As always.