Three days later, Muniang was preparing to go and personally ask Zhong Yulang about the theater cooperation, and Yu Ze came with her this time. After all, it was too boring to stay at home alone, and he found watching his charming wife most comforting.
These past few days, Muniang had been very diligent and cooperative in trying to bear Yu Ze a child, which delighted him beyond measure. He walked as if he had the wind at his back, and his face was always adorned with a hearty smile. He never expected that this unborn child could bring such blessings to its father.
Muniang just looked on with a face full of disdain. This guy was simply like a jackal, always foolishly showing off.
Sitting in the carriage, Yu Ze still wore a smile while looking at Muniang, like a child who had gotten candy. Muniang finally couldn't stand it: "Can you stop smiling so awkwardly?"
Yu Ze wrapped his long arms around Muniang's waist: "I'm happy. Can't I smile for a while?"
"Happy about what?"
