"You get the hell out! Shut your mouth!"
Qian Xuan said and got angry again, slapping the wheelchair.
"After all this bullshit, you still want to refuse? Can a man's character really be like yours? Stop being such a damn paragon of virtue, get it?"
Zhizhong hung his head, looking clueless, but inwardly he was overjoyed.
He knew very well what Qian Xuan's demand and purpose were.
It was something he had longed for day and night, and now it came to him without any effort at all, and he had even suffered a scare for it!
"No matter what, I chose natural conception," Qian Xuan continued, "You should understand what that entails, right?"
Zhizhong could only nod, saying nothing, looking embarrassed, which made Qian Xuan feel a bit better.
"For natural conception, there must be mutual affection, contact, and comprehension to create the perfect union, to produce the best children. This is science, not nonsense. Do you understand?"
"I understand, but..."
