"It seems mom is eager to hold a grandchild."
Ye Qingqing said to Chen Feng in a low voice.
"I want to hold a son too."
"What? Do you only want boys?" Ye Qingqing glared at Chen Feng, her expression hostile.
"No, no." Chen Feng said, "I really like daughters, but if we have a son, I can pass down my ultimate skill of wooing girls, don't you agree? Are we going to let this unique skill of mine go extinct?"
"Oh my god, Chen Feng, have you no shame? Listen, we're not having a son."
Ye Qingqing was angry.
"Wife, I was wrong."
"Admitting won't help, I'm angry now, and not the type that can be placated easily."
"Really?"
"Yes... Ah, stop squirming."
...
The happy times were short but wonderful.
The next morning, Chen Feng stepped out fresh and rejuvenated.
The Long Family has already been dealt with. The next targets are the Murong Family and Qingyi Sect, but Chen Feng is not in a hurry, the ones who should be worried are these two families.
