An Baobei was amused, "The names you've picked sound so sweet they might give you cavities."
"Don't you like them?" Su Chengyu frowned, then laughed again, "I think they're great, your second aunt thinks they're great, and your grandpa thinks they're great too."
An Baobei said, "It's not that they're bad, they're really nice, they just sound super sweet."
Su Chengyu chuckled, "It's because my family is harmonious, happy, loving, and my career is going well, so I end up picking sweet names." He paused, "By the way, when are you and my brother-in-law planning to have children?"
An Baobei's face instantly turned red, but she said nothing.
Ning Zihan pretended he hadn't heard anything.
Su Chengyu, oblivious, continued teasing Ning Zihan, "Bro, you're almost thirty-two, you should probably plan to have kids sooner rather than later."
Implying that he feared Ning Zihan might be too old to have children.
Ning Zihan's face darkened instantly.
