[You just now realize that I'm bored? Try staying at home every single day, not being able to go anywhere or talk to anyone. It's like being in prison, it's so miserable I want to cry! If you don't chat with me more, when we meet, you might see a little girl suffering from depression!!]
[Wouldn't I be seeing a young girl who looks tired and ashen instead?]
[Get lost, you heartless woman!]
[If I get lost, you won't have anyone to chat with!!]
[Drawing a circle to curse you... may you have two chubby sons!]
[Zuo Aiai, you're so wicked!! I won't have two chubby sons, I want to have pretty daughters!!]
[Pfft, does your husband agree with you having a second child?]
Ye Anran: …This troublemaker always stomps on sore spots!!
She silently glanced at Bo Jinyu.
Bo Jinyu just responded mildly, "Two? Not even one! But Ai Zi's words did remind us, Anran, didn't you want daughters? Simple!"
"Simple??" Ye Anran widened her eyes, utterly confused.
