Ji Nanfeng also put down his phone, looking up at Fu Shinian.
Fu Shinian barely audible, sighed, feeling it was a pity his two friends weren't paparazzi. He sat down on the lounge chair, deflecting the topic with skill:
"The old lady wants a great-grandchild."
Ji Nanfeng laughed. "Is that the reason?"
"What else?"
"You don't have your own wishes, you don't want to at all?"
Fu Shinian slightly hooked the corner of his mouth. "With you two sons, I'm already annoyed enough."
"You bastard!" Qiao Yu couldn't help but curse.
After the teasing, the three of them fell silent. After a long while, Qiao Yu, thinking of something, laughed. He patted Fu Shinian's shoulder:
"Once you have kids, you and Su Mu are pretty much set for life, right?"
Ji Nanfeng scoffed:
"What do you mean 'once you have kids'? As far as I can see, Shinian never had any intention of getting a divorce from the start."
