Chapter 172: How Many Children Do You Want

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Evening.

Eight o’clock.

After work, Gu Wan’an returned to her room, exhausted.

Tang De was very considerate and brought the cooked bird’s nest porridge over in advance, “Second Young Lady.”

“Well, Butler Tang is still considerate and knows how to take care of people.” Gu Wan’an smiled sweetly.

Before he had time to speak, Tang De felt a blast of cold killing intent float over.

Cold!

He felt like his scalp was about to explode. He quickly said, “Actually, the Second Young Master asked me to stew the bird’s nest.”

At those words, the hostility between Gong Mingye’s brows disappeared.

Heh.

Count on him to react quickly.

Gu Wan’an blinked. Her heart felt warm, and her face was sincere as she said, “Thank you.”

Gong Mingye looked very unhappy. He tapped his fingers on the desk. “You want to dismiss me with just these two words?”

The corner of Gu Wan’an’s mouth twitched slightly.

Is it too late for her to spit out the bird’s nest now?

Coughing lightly, she thought about it and said in a slow voice, “Staying in the room for such a long time must have suffocated you, I’ll push you out for a walk, is that okay?”

Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows but didn’t say anything.

“Not talking? Silence is tacit consent.”

As she spoke, she pushed the wheelchair and walked out of the room.

Behind the hotel was the back garden, but because it was already dark, nothing could be seen.

“Huff…”

Gu Wan’an exhaled a mouthful of air and looked up at Gong Mingye, “Cold?”

“It’s alright.”

Suddenly, Gu Wan’an pulled off her gloves and squatted on the ground.

Gong Mingye frowned slightly, puzzled.

In the next second, Gu Wan’an pulled over his hand and gently rubbed it.

After it got warm, she moved her hand and put the glove on Gong Mingye’s hand.

Gong Mingye was stunned.

“If you don’t move, your blood circulation will definitely be slower than mine, so you’ll be colder. I’m different, my skin is thick and resistant to freezing.”

Gu Wan’an took two more looks, then smiled and said, “It’s just a bit ugly and small.”

Gong Mingye’s eyes were deep, and he faintly said, “It’s quite pretty.”

Gu Wan’an was shocked.” You think Shin Chan is pretty too?”

“Who is Shin Chan?”

“Crayon Shin-chan, haven’t you seen it before?”

Gong Mingye shook his head. “No, I haven’t. Is it a movie or a TV series?”

“What a miserable childhood! To think that you don’t even know Crayon Shin Chan! It’s a cartoon. Shin Chan is a five-year-old boy. He’s naughty and cute, with chubby cheeks.”

Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows. “You like children?”

Gu Wan’an was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses and nodded. “I quite like them.”

“Boys or girls?”

Gu Wan’an thought about it carefully. “Boys are naughty and handsome, and girls are well-behaved and adorable. I like them both.”

“How many do you plan to have in the future?”

“Two, three-”

Suddenly, Gu Wan’an swallowed the words that had come to her lips and braked.

Why did these questions sound more and more awkward and out of place?

Weren’t they talking about Crayon Shin-chan, why did the topic suddenly turn to childbirth?

Magical brain circuits!

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“It’s a little awkward to talk about this topic all of a sudden. I don’t even have a husband, so what am I doing thinking about children.”

In fact, she already had a decision and plan in her heart.

In this life, she would not touch marriage, love, or have children.

Gong Mingye’s expression was cold as he stared at her expressionlessly. “If I’m not your husband, what am I?”

“Well, we’ll get a divorce in two years…”

Gu Wan’an tugged the corner of her mouth lightly in embarrassment.

The more she heard, the stranger it sounded. It sounded like he wanted to have children with her.

This thought flashed across her mind and she was instantly shaken.

It felt terrifying.

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