Wen Meimei forcefully crashed into the man's arms, wrapping him in a full embrace before squeezing out of his embrace, her small fists pounding on him fiercely.
"Bastard, you promised me you wouldn't leave me, you lied to me!"
"Meimei, I'm working, do you know what work is?"
Wen Meimei paused, curiously staring at his face.
Qiao Chengxun led her to the desk, sat down, and let her sit on his thigh, one large hand wrapping around her slender waist, and the other gently stroking her lower belly.
"Meimei, when our baby is born in the future, we'll need money for school, even buying milk powder costs money. I'm working to earn money, money for the baby in the future, hmm?"
"Working is just for earning money?" Wen Meimei processed this sentence with her understanding.
Qiao Chengxun nodded, "Yes, working is to earn money."
