Qiao Mianmian nodded. "If I can."
As long as it was nothing bad.
And she knew that Mo Yesi wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for her.
"Alright, then give me a child." The man rubbed her cheek gently with his warm palm. "Mianmian, give me a child. Our child.
"I think I'll feel safer with a child.
"I want a child that belongs to us. Is that alright?"
He had made this request many times.
Qiao Mianmian slowly accepted it.
She loved Mo Yesi.
She wanted to be with him for the rest of her life.
Hence, she wanted to bear him a child.
A child that belonged to them, the fruit of their love.
Previously, she didn't want to get married and have children too early. She wanted to fight for her career.
After all, she was still young.
It wouldn't be too late to get pregnant a few years later.
But now…
This man was too good to her.
He really wanted her to give birth to their child.
