"No need to say more." Zheng Haoyu gritted his teeth. Su Nian, who was far away in London, didn't see that his face was already tinged with a faint pink, particularly suspicious.
Just as Su Nian was about to speak, she heard a childish voice coming from Zheng Haoyu's phone, "Daddy, you should be a sensible good man for Mommy's health. It's almost ten o'clock in London now, so you should remind Mommy to rest early instead of talking endlessly!"
Su Nian was sweating bullets, laughing once again while lying on the bed. This son was unique, the only one in the world! So considerate, like a little warm jacket!
Zheng Haoyu was indignant from being reprimanded by his son once again but still advised Su Nian to rest well before resentfully hanging up the phone, thinking about whether he should hurry and give his son a little sister, so he could babble on to his daughter instead.
