Feng Qingge grinned and suddenly wanted a little girl like Qin Yi, gentle and adorable, calling her 'mother'—it would be so sweet.
"Yes, but if the two children don't agree to it in the future, we can't force them," Qin Yi said.
Feng Qingge smiled and winked, "Of course! Are you such an unreasonable mother?"
Although she said that, she had a sinister smile in her heart. Her son wasn't born yet and she would keep pestering him till he grew up. She didn't believe that her son wouldn't be interested.
The little meatball who was sleeping soundly suddenly squirmed. He didn't know that his life was being planned out by his unscrupulous mother even before he was born.
The two women happily made a marriage contract, completely ignoring Jun Moli and Yun Huan.
His daughter wouldn't have to worry about not having a guy who wanted her, no way! He didn't want to give his precious little girl to Jun Moli's stinking son.