"What? Why did you suddenly say that?" Bai Nuanxi was a little confused by Huo Muchen's abrupt change of topic. How did they go from discussing Meng Qing to talking about children?
"If we had a child, I think you'd make an excellent mother." Just from how Bai Nuanxi had reacted furiously to Meng Qing's presumptuous remarks, Huo Muchen believed she was a sensitive and meticulous person. If they had a child, he was sure she'd be a wonderful mother.
"Of course, dear. Trust me, mothers like Meng Qing are a rare breed. She's truly one of a kind, in the worst way." Bai Nuanxi shrugged, exhausted by the thought of someone as peculiar as Meng Qing. Why do such people even exist? Bai Nuanxi couldn't comprehend, and the questions in her mind were like a vast ocean, accumulating little by little, utterly overwhelming.
