Very Thick-Skinned

"Baby." Mo Yesi paused and rubbed Qiao Mianmian's head. "Not everyone can be as lucky as us. Your brother is already 30. He's a mature man. No matter what his choice is, you don't have to worry about him.

"It doesn't matter whether he likes his girlfriend or not. We'd better not interfere in other people's feelings." Mo Yesi then rubbed her nose affectionately. "If you have the time and energy, you can focus on your husband. Why don't you care about me? Mm?"

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

She was amused by his slightly bitter tone. "How do I not care about you? You're jealous of Chen Chen and Luoli, and now you're even jealous of my brother. Mo Yesi, I have to worry about something now."

The man's eyes were filled with affection. "What are you worried about?"

Qiao Mianmian poked his handsome face. "If we have a baby, you wouldn't be jealous of the baby, right?"

She felt that it was entirely possible.