"No matter how many children she wants to have, I'm certainly willing. Our years of feelings naturally mean that whatever I say goes!"
Mu Yichen spoke with a certain lazy pride, his eyes drooping as he gazed at the teacup in front of him. After speaking, he shot a glance diagonally across him.
Gongzhi Ping'an was looking down, lost in thought, while Mu Yichen's disdainful gaze was blatantly apparent.
Some things can be left unsaid, but actions must be taken to let people know you're aware.
"Why does that sound a bit exaggerated to me? Even if Qin Mu is willing to have a third child, you'd have her have a fourth, a fifth? She'd definitely ask if you think she's a pig."
Qiao Yi, standing next to him, voiced his doubt, causing a few youngsters below to stifle their laughter. Mu Yichen lifted his gaze, his sharp eyes coldly sweeping over them, instantly silencing the room.
"If she's a pig, then what am I?"
Mu Yichen's cold, deep voice questioned Qiao Yi.
