Sun Dasheng happily patted her head, truly a considerate and understanding woman.
"It's alright, I haven't felt coerced. You're just overthinking it."
"I'm more than happy to have another child with you."
"As long as you're willing to have them, even if it's three or five, ten or eight, I'm all for it."
These words made Wu Xiaoli's face turn completely red as she punched his shoulder, "Are you saying I'm a sow, being so capable of giving birth?"
"Haha... what are you talking about? I was just giving an example." Sun Dasheng pinched her playful cheeks: "How many you want to have depends on your own wishes, do you think a boss like me can't afford to raise a few kids?"
Wu Xiaoli: "..."
"Hey, what are you doing? You're pulling my hair!"
"Come on, let's work hard and put in some extra hours."
"Hey, we can't, we haven't even had dinner yet."
"No worries, let's have a pre-dinner warm-up exercise."
After several days of effort, Wu Xiaoli got lucky.
