Especially when Zhou Yan found out that she wanted a house because she was afraid that her family would move to the Province and not have the money to buy a house, her heart ached. Such a beautiful little fairy, she wanted to give all her things to this little girl with both hands.
At this moment, it didn't even matter if she was worried about her son. If she had such a cute daughter, wouldn't she die from her beauty?
Unfortunately, she was not fated to do so. Instead, she gave birth to such a troublesome son. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Forget it, she accepted her fate.
"By the way, how old is your son? What is his name? Is he ugly? Does he have any bad habits?" Sixth sister said pickily, "Even though you will buy me a house, I'm very picky. I won't acknowledge him as my fiance. At most, I'll work and pay you back for the house when I grow up."
