I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Before returning to China, Boss Jiang finally remembered to fulfill his responsibilities and accompanied Princess Fujiwara to a baby and maternity supermarket.

of course.

They traveled with minimal entourage, and to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, Princess Fujiwara carefully wore a mask, while Mr. Jiang appeared as a servant.

Unlike his father, this child was born with everything he needed, but the experience of buying things for him was completely different. No father wants to hear later, "You never even bought diapers for your child."

Even with a mask on, one could glimpse Princess Fujiwara's sweet mood through her pursed eyes in the one-stop imported baby store. However, the two had a disagreement when it came to buying baby formula.

"Why not? Baby should taste the flavors of home."

Princess Fujiwara has her eye on a domestically produced milk powder.

note.

This product is not the same as this one.

This is indeed Japan, but according to the Japanese concept of a woman following her husband after marriage, what Princess Fujiwara considered "domestic" refers to the ancestral home of the baby in her womb.

It was a perfectly reasonable request, hardly even a request, yet it was met with staunch opposition from someone.
"No."

It is indeed something to be proud of for Chinese products to go global, but people have memories. Mr. Jiang vividly remembers the tainted milk powder scandal that rocked the world when he was a child. Although he escaped unscathed, it left a shadow in his heart.

Undoubtedly, Mr. Jiang is a pure patriot, and he is not just talking big; he has made unparalleled contributions. However, no father would joke about his child's health, even at the slightest risk.

"why."

Her increasingly gentle eyes were filled with doubt; Princess Fujiwara couldn't quite understand.

"...Our food safety is a very serious problem."

No one wants to speak ill of their own company, but reality must be faced. Standing in front of the milk powder counter, Mr. Jiang spoke, his feelings a mix of emotions.

Fujiwara Reiki suddenly realized, smiled, her eyes sparkling, "It's alright, anything that makes it onto Japanese shelves must have passed safety checks..."

Mr. Jiang shook his head again, his attitude firm and uncompromising, "Choose something else."

What is social trauma?

Some mistakes are easy to make, but it may take generations to make amends.

Fujiwara Reiki had no choice but to compromise; after all, the man was the head of the household.

Her gaze shifted, then reached for a can of milk powder that was also made in China, specifically from Japan.

"This won't work either."

But it was rejected anyway.

"what?"

Fujiwara Reiki's hand froze in mid-air, and she turned back in confusion. "This brand is very old in Japan, is it not good enough?"

"It's not safe either."

"..."

Fujiwara Reiki was speechless, unwilling to admit it, and argued, "No, Japan's food laws are quite strict."

"Are the aquatic products and crops affected by nuclear wastewater completely excluded from your market?"

Mr. Jiang's words silenced Fujiwara Reiki.

Japan's food laws are indeed remarkable, and the people of China are familiar with them, but we should never forget that the law serves the people who make it.

"Then what should we buy?"

Fujiwara Reiki did not argue and lowered her hand.

She was in charge of handling the Fukushima nuclear power plant leak incident at Ying Tung Electric Power Company, and repairs are still underway. She knows the situation better than anyone.

"From Australia."

Yo.

Looks like you did your homework.

Despite being rejected twice, Fujiwara Reiki showed no resentment. Her eyes were filled with tenderness, and she almost couldn't resist taking the man's arm. In the end, she restrained herself, considering that it was a public occasion.

She is now, after all, a role model for women who have been promoted.

"Will Jiang Sang come when Li Ji gives birth?"

It's only been twelve weeks.

The due date is still a long way off.

"We'll see."

Logically, one should have refused outright. Even if it wasn't conceived within one's own body, someone could still be influenced by a mysterious force.

Fujiwara Reiki's eyes crinkled into a smile instantly. Sometimes, what a woman is really pursuing is just an attitude.

"If all else fails, Li Ji can video call Jiang Sang."

"It's best not to use your phone after giving birth; get plenty of rest."

Jiang Chen pushed the stroller and accompanied the other person as they strolled around the maternity and baby store.

See, a man can be a jerk, but he still has to provide the emotional support he deserves.

"It's okay. Childbirth isn't that scary. My mother didn't experience any pain when she gave birth to me, and she was able to get out of bed the next day."

Upon hearing the name of Mrs. Fujiwara, Mr. Jiang's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm and casually replied, "Then your mother must have had a natural birth."

"I also plan to have a natural birth."

Fujiwara Reiki didn't notice a single flaw, or rather, she didn't pay any attention at all. All her energy was devoted to the fleeting yet genuine beauty of the moment, sharing her thoughts with her man.

Isn't natural childbirth very painful?

Jiang Chen said subconsciously.

"How could that be? Natural childbirth is only more uncomfortable at the beginning, while cesarean section is more uncomfortable at the end, and natural childbirth is better for the baby."

"..."

Mr. Jiang remained silent. As a father who was destined to be unable to fulfill his responsibilities, he had no right to interfere too much.

"Jiang Sang doesn't mind, does he?"

Fujiwara Reiki suddenly asked.

"Ok?"

Mr. Jiang didn't react immediately, "What do you mind?"

"I want a natural birth."

Boss Jiang still didn't understand, and nodded, saying, "You can decide for yourself."

"But……"

Fujiwara Reiki hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

That's rare.

Could this enchantress have some unspeakable secret?

Jiang Chen became genuinely curious. "But what is it?"

"But it's not good for adults."

Jiang Chen turned his head, frowned slightly, still looking puzzled. He was a little confused as things went from good to bad.

"I mean."

Behind the mask, those alluring eyes seemed to speak volumes, "It might affect the comfort of our sex life..."

"Cough cough cough..."

As if waking from a dream, Mr. Jiang coughed repeatedly and quickly looked around. Fortunately, although he was out experiencing life, this imported baby store was still unaffordable for ordinary people, so there weren't many customers.
He glanced at the outspoken devil with a hint of annoyance, wanting to say something, but then held back.

"However, it should be recoverable."

"Loyalty to one's country and filial piety cannot be reconciled, nor can one's husband and children," Princess Fujiwara continued, explaining her thoughts: "But I do not intend to breastfeed."

You can't have it both ways, but you can find a compromise.

"Modern formula milk has a very comprehensive nutritional profile, and it's no worse than breast milk."

At this point, it would be incredibly foolish to still not understand her implied meaning!
"Breastfeed if you want to!"

Mr. Jiang said, somewhat embarrassed.

"No. I know, Jiang Sang likes my private parts the most, he always grabs them and won't let go."

"...!"

Ignoring the fact that she was pregnant, Boss Jiang suddenly quickened his pace and walked a long way in the blink of an eye.

Princess Fujiwara, who hadn't inherited much of her mother's genes, clutched her belly, rolled her eyes, and exuded charm and allure.

"Hmph, you stinky man~" (End of Chapter)