The lady's tone was quite domineering.
Zhao Rong's body shook, taking a sharp breath.
"Hmph!"
Seeing he seemed scared and kept silent, Zhao Lingfei lifted her chin.
Zhao Rong thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "No sons, only daughters?"
Zhao Lingfei's voice was proud, "Yes! That's right!"
"Why is that, my lady?"
"A son would definitely be as annoying as you are. Daughters are better; they'd be more like me." Zhao Lingfei had a point.
"Makes sense." Zhao Rong nodded, suddenly satisfied. "In that case, does it mean I can bully both you and our daughter in the future?"
Zhao Lingfei: ...
So we'd end up in jail together, right?
Zhao Rong chuckled silly for a while, looking forward to their future life.
However, soon a sharp pain in his waist told him that life might also mean getting pinched from both sides by the mother and daughter...
As Zhao Rong grimaced in pain, Zhao Lingfei lightly hummed, "You changed the subject again."
