At the Chu Family House
Chu Yichen had gone back for dinner.
"Son, I heard that you've rejected Feifei. When will you ever produce some grandchildren for us?"
Chu Yichen's mother, Bai Dong, was weighed down with worry. She was elegant, her husband had an extraordinary bearing, and her son was even more outstanding. But in spite of all that, her son was not interested in women.
It was her biggest anxiety.
Chu Yichen did not say anything. He was used to this sort of urging. If he did not want to get married, no one could force him.
Bai Dong issued an ultimatum.
"If you really do not wish to get married, then it's your responsibility to at least produce two children via in-vitro. I'll arrange the candidate for the children's mother."
Chu Yichen immediately stood up from his chair.
"I'm full. I'm going home."
He put down his chopsticks and left the Chu family house with his men.
