Love after Marriage

CHAOS

Wen Qian tried to punch Shang Mo's chest in a coquettish manner, but he held her in his arms and kissed her on the lips for a long time.

　　After the conversation, Wen Qian's chest was heaving and her voice was trembling. "I don't care. I don't want to have so many children."

　　"Instead of five, just three." Shang Mo coaxed, "Three babies will make the house more lively."

　　Wen Qian pursed her lips, ...three is barely acceptable.

　　Later, Qi Zhou somehow heard about this incident and brought it up at a party. "Hey, A-Mo, don't you dislike children? When I asked you to take care of Shang Xuan, you taught him a lesson."

　　We are all from the same circle and have grown up together, so we know each other's personalities.

　　Shang Mo's work ability is impeccable, but his ability to take care of children is just average.

　　When he was young, he often scolded Shang Xuan and made him cry. Shang Chen and Shang Yun were the same and never dared to play with him.

　　"Can my brother be compared to my own child?" The silver-haired man in the corner sneered as he held his wine glass. "He's my own child, so I must feel pain for him."

　　Shang Mo raised his eyebrows, which was considered as his agreement with what the other party said.

　　Qi Zhou said with a click of his tongue: "Go away, go away, why are you involved in everything? Do you understand your own affairs clearly?"

　　Shang Mo waited until they had enough of the argument, then slowly spoke, "My wife is beautiful, having more children will contribute to society."

　　Qi Zhou almost vomited after hearing this arrogant talk. "Okay, stop talking. I'm going to throw up my dinner."

　　Shang Mo glanced at him, raised his head to drink the wine in the glass, then put it down and stood up.

　　Qi Zhou asked him: "Today's party is specially prepared for you, you can't leave."

　　"Something happened." Shang Mo slowly buttoned up his suit, then adjusted his tie and tie clip.

　　"What can you do so late at night?" Qi Zhou asked with eyes wide open.

　　"Xixi wants to eat sour plums," Shang Mo said, "I'll go buy some for her."

　　Qi Zhou: "..." I've never seen anything like this in my life.

　　"When did you become so considerate?"

　　"I have always been considerate, otherwise why do I have a wife and you don't?" Shang Mo never holds back when he talks back at others.

　　Qi Zhou was so angry that he didn't say anything for a long time.

　　Shang Mo walked out of the private room and called Wen Qian as he walked, asking in a gentle voice, "Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"

　　"Well, your son is too noisy." Wen Qian said weakly.

　　Shang Mo curled his lips, "When he comes out, I'll teach him a lesson for you."

　　Wen Qian: "Hmm?"

　　Shang Mo: "Spank him."

　　Wen Qian: "..."

　　Wen Qian touched her belly and complained, "Baby, your dad is so fierce."

　　Shang Mo smiled and said, "Who let that brat bully my wife?"

　　The word "wife" made Wen Qian's cheeks blush. She bit her lip with her pearly teeth, hummed softly and said nothing more.