Tong Airui laughed, "It's not for our child, it's for Old Seven's kid. I heard that baby cribs need to air out for a while before use since they have paint on them, and I'm worried it might not be good for the child."
Yi Luowa pursed her lips and smiled. This man—what he says is never the same as what he does. He's always teasing people with his words, but deep down, he's always thinking about providing the best for his family.
"You! Yesterday you were saying the baby wasn't yours, and today you're out buying things for the baby."
Tong Airui laughed loudly. "Silly wife, the child in Shanshan's belly definitely isn't mine. If it were mine, Old Seven would be fighting me to the death!"
Yi Luowa narrowed her eyes dangerously. "If the child in Shanshan's belly were yours, I'd fight you to the death too!"
"You see, I knew you'd react this way. That's why I'm making it clear upfront—the child isn't mine."
Haha... The couple burst out laughing together.
