Wen Qiao felt a slight embarrassment upon hearing Fu Qiang's metaphor.
Indeed, the comparison was so apt it left no room for criticism.
Wen Qiao said, "I want to have a son."
Although this matter felt somewhat distant for her right now, there was no harm in fantasizing a little.
The reason why Wen Qiao wanted a son was quite straightforward.
According to the typical script of romance novels, nine out of ten male characters are completely smitten with their daughters. Wen Qiao figured Fu Jinghen would be no exception, and she didn't want to give birth to a daughter who'd compete with her for affection.
Fu Jinghen's most cherished person should only be her.
Wen Qiao felt a particularly intense sense of possessiveness over Fu Jinghen. Lately, as she spent more and more time with him, one thought kept nagging her: if there had been another woman by Fu Jinghen's side during the time they were apart, just like with her, she would probably die of anger.
