If a Man's Infertile...

Quietly lowering her head to drink her soup, Ye Qianqian didn't dare look into his eyes.

It seemed to be very unappreciative to have such doubts about a man as good as him.

"And what did you say?" Shen Zhilie stared at her with curiosity.

Yu Lili was even more of an overthinker than Ye Qianqian.

According to Yu Lili, no matter how Qianqian answered, it would hurt her man's dignity.

Shen Zhilie felt a little bad.

"How am I supposed to answer that?" Ye Qianqian said, then coughed awkwardly. "I said it was impossible. Then Lili had nothing to say."

"Oh..." Shen Zhilie nodded.

Ye Qianqian felt more uncomfortable and said, "I think you should maybe go get a check.."

"Is it really necessary?" Shen Zhilie stared at Ye Qianqian.

His amber eyes burned holes into her own.

Ye Qianqian felt timid when he stared at her. She averted her eyes and said, "I think... um... "