"Do I even need to say it?"
Tang Wanyu giggled nonstop, not doubting at all that Ye Fei had the ability to become the richest man in the world.
"If I become the richest man in the world, supporting all of you wouldn't be a problem. If I think about it, twenty-two wives doesn't seem too much."
Ye Fei proudly fantasized about the future.
Bai Weiwei and Tang Wanyu pounced on him at the same time, one grabbing his left ear and the other his right.
"Twenty-two, and that's not too many?"
"Hmph, one a day, it would take a whole month for it to be my turn again. What's the difference between that and becoming a widow?"
The two complained, showing great dissatisfaction with the idea that Ye Fei might want to find a few more women.
Luo Meijuan, on the other hand, was considerate and hugged Ye Fei from behind, worriedly saying, "Husband, you can't find any more. Twenty-two is already a lot. If you wear yourself out, what will us sisters do?"
