Hearing that, Michael Gordon furrowed his brows and glanced at the woman leaning against him before speaking softly to the person on the phone, "When did you learn to be so naggy?"
"If it weren't for my wife staying at your place, I wouldn't bother nagging!"
Oiver Thompson's lazy voice contained some unspoken fatigue, "I've got some things to handle during this time. Once I'm done, I'll come over and take my wife back. Remember to take good care of her for me!"
Michael Gordon: "..."
So this call was to remind him to take care of his wife?
"You keep talking about your wife, but what about your son?" Michael Gordon smiled faintly, and while talking, he reached out to stroke the long hair of the woman in his arms, smiling with satisfaction, "I've never seen such a cruel father like you. No wonder your wife won't bear you another child!"
Oliver Thompson: "..."
"Look at how I cherish our baby daughter, and my wife is willing to bear me a few more!"
Ivy Aretha: "..."
A few more?
