"I suddenly want to hear what you're going to say. What do you plan to do about the future?" Chloe asked.
As the president of a multinational group with future intelligent science and technology, when Aman heard Chloe mention their future, a faint but never-before seen happiness appeared on his lips.
"When our honeymoon comes back, you go back to school to complete your lessons. After you graduate, our husband will have two children, one boy, the other girl..."
"Why are there two children?" Chloe looked up at him.
"If I make you angry in the future, my son will help you. If you make me angry, my daughter will help me. That will be more beautiful."
"What if both of them are boys?"
"I don't think I can do anything about it. You, Chloe, are probably the only one who can bully me for the rest of my life."
"What if I give birth to two girls?"
