Watching Chu Qing walk into the supermarket with two beautiful women, Haige sighed and asked He Xiuze, "Xiuze, do you prefer daughters or sons?"
He Xiuze looked at their disappearing backs, his expression faint: "I don't care about children. In fact, I'm not very fond of children. Of course, if we have them, I probably will like them. If we don't, you shouldn't feel pressured. This kind of thing should be left to nature, don't you think?"
Haige took his arm: "I know you definitely like children and didn't want to pressure me, that's why you said that. Xiuze, we should have a child. At our age, even though we're not young, watching them grow would be a happiness, don't you think?"
"Silly, these things should happen naturally." Xiuze touched her face. "Is it because you saw Madam Quan shopping with her two precious daughters and felt envious?"
