Brother Zhai had already graduated for a long time. Most importantly, he also had his own career.
"Is that so? You won't regret getting engaged to me." Zhai Sheng laughed in a low and deep voice. "Nan Nan, I'm afraid that our child will graduate even earlier than me and be more successful."
Child.
At the sound of this word, Qiao Nan blushed. Her heart was filled with hope and expectation. "I have just started studying in college. Where will the child come from? I'm not talking to you anymore. It's late. Goodbye, Brother Zhai."
Child—one that resembled Brother Zhai or her.
The forty-year-old Qiao Nan in the previous life did not even have a man, let alone a child. Her longing for children was more than anything else. It even exceeded her longing for marriage and a man that loved and doted on her.
