"It's just some chopstick-sucking. You get used to it." Mr. Xie repeated Jie Jingchen's words, shooting him a harsh glare. "Easy for you to say. You're the one sharing a table with her, so *you* get used to it."
"Dad, she's your in-law, not mine," Jie Jingchen said with a touch of schadenfreude. 'Your in-laws, your problem.'
"You're infertile. You can't even have kids, and you expect to have your own in-laws someday? Dream on," Mrs. Xie sneered.
Jie Jingchen's heart took a direct hit. 'Shot down by my own mother.'
"Mom, let me tell you again, seriously. I'm not infertile. Meimei and I decided we're just not having kids for now. It's not that we *can't* have them," Jie Jingchen felt the need to repeat himself.
"Such a high-and-mighty excuse," Mrs. Xie said with disdain.
Jie Jingchen took a deep breath. 'This is my own mother. I can't seriously argue with her.' His gaze deepened as he looked at Mrs. Xie and asked, "Mom, are you really convinced I can't have children?"
