Billion-dollar fortune... Xinying couldn't care less.
Billions of descendants...
Thinking of this, Xinying's gaze suddenly shot over to Yan Ye.
"Yingying, don't be so blunt." Their son was still there! Yan Ye felt a bit embarrassed.
"Am I as blunt as you? Billions of descendants! I don't want any!" Xinying's face flushed, and after downing a glass of water, she set the glass down.
After saying these words, Xinying grabbed her bag and walked upstairs.
Meanwhile, Xiaocheng lay on Yan Ye's thigh, his large eyes blinking as he stared at Yan Ye, "Daddy, what's a billion-dollar fortune? What are billions of descendants? Tell me about it!"
"You don't need to know." Yan Ye glared, unwilling to answer.
Xiaocheng furrowed his brow and mumbled, "Daddy! Don't bully me for being small, huh!"
The little guy's voice was particularly loud, clearly intending for Xinying to hear.
