Jian Ran smiled sweetly and chimed in, "Yes... Let's plant a pomegranate tree quickly, for lots of children and grandchildren..."
Gu Mochen's narrow dark eyes slightly squinted. Although Jian Ran was only two months pregnant and it was still unclear whether it was a boy or girl, based on Jian Ran's feeling and the fact that this pregnancy felt different from her previous one, it was more likely to be a boy.
So, naturally, he assumed it was a little brother.
This... Qin Mu had better step up... and have a little wife for himself.
"Brother-in-law... the betrothal gifts are up to you..."
Qin Mu: "..."
What a grand gesture.
It's all fanciful, doing whatever he wants?
Qin Mu squinted his dark eyes, and his thin lips curved just faintly.
"Brother-in-law, have you ever heard of a saying? It's... if you want revenge on your enemy… the simplest way is to have a daughter and marry her to his son... Hmm, that way you can ruin his whole family."
Gu Mochen: "..."
