The Film Emperor Asks For Divorce Every Day

Chapter 11

Translated by Neirith

Ling Qing choked. He's never thought about it, don't think, don't ask!

Yu Chen saw him suddenly cough and patted him on the back, handing him a glass of water.

"Don't worry about it right now. We're not able to have one of our own, so when the time comes, we'll just adopt."

Ling Qing: ...

Ling Qing touched his abdomen silently. When he crossed over, he checked diligently to ensure he was really a man. He didn't understand how he could bear a child?

Where would it grow? Did he have a womb?

He was terrified at the thought. He wasn't a scientist, but he even wanted to dissect himself to find out!

Yu Mu nodded in agreement. After they ate, she spoke to them for a while before going to bed.

Ling Qing and Yu Chen went upstairs and unpacked their luggage.

"Tomorrow, my uncles will come over." Yu Chen suddenly said, "I'm warning you in advance, so don't be surprised."

Ling Qing was confused. "What are they coming over for? You invited them over?"

"Of course not. They wanted to go out with my parents, but my parents refused, saying that we were visiting. So they said they wanted to come over to see you."

Ling Qing: ...

"Why do I feel like a monkey at the zoo?"

Yu Chen smiled, "Relax, my uncles are nice. I've prepared red packets for you."

"Are they big*?" Ling Qing was curious. *in reference to how fat the packets are

Yu Chen: ...

"That's the only thing you're focused on?"

Ling Qing said unreservedly, "Is there anything more important than money in this world?"

Yu Chen: ...

"Nothing except gold." Ling Qing gave a classic answer.

Yu Chen: ...

Yu Chen once again felt that what Ling Qing really liked was his money.

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That evening, the two showered early and changed into their pajamas, laying on the bed.

Before going to bed, Ling Qing didn't forget to pat the empty quilt, warning Yu Chen, "We're sleeping separately. Don't get close to me."

Yu Chen was leaning on the other side of the bed, reading a book. When he heard this, he retorted without batting an eye. "Do you think I want to get close to you?"

I didn't think so.

Laying on his side, Ling Qing comfortably wrapped himself in a quilt and peeked at Yu Chen.

Yu Chen, who was gazed at for a long time, could not help but finally ask, "Is something wrong?"

"No."

"You're staring at me."

"It's to nourish my spirits before bed," Ling Qing said, "Don't worry about it. The way I look at you is the same way I look at peonies."

Yu Chen: ...

He quietly closed his book and turned off the bedside lamp. "Sleep."

When Ling Qing saw the room darken, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.