"Do you think a child is like a pet you can raise and show off?" Lai Yuqi, sitting in the front passenger seat, rolled her eyes and retorted, "Sons are better. Sons are close to their mothers, and if they look like their mom, they're like a little warm jacket for her. With a son, a mom has two men to protect her! How happy is that! Sisi, listen to me, you must have a son. Then he'll look like you and be so cute and delicate!"
"Daughters are better; daughters can act cute. Sons just cause trouble!" Cui Hao continued to argue.
"Daughters have a teenage phase, keep little secrets, and when they grow up, they start wanting independence. If you let them be independent, you'll worry about their safety. If you don't, they'll cry every day! Sons are better; whatever you say, they follow. If they're mature and sensible early, Sisi and Cheng'an can retire early!" Lai Yuqi was still not convinced.
