Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

The thought that not only did he fail to obtain the meteorite iron, but he also ended up getting himself killed was unbearable.

Gu Ling'er felt instantly wronged.

Tears fell like beads from a broken string, quickly soaking a large patch of the pillow.

"Waaaaah..."

Lin Mo had just finished happily checking the system rewards when he heard suppressed sobs.

He looked down.

The little body under the blanket was sobbing, crying so heartbrokenly.

Lin Mo was stunned.

isn't it?

Did it really make you cry?

He originally just wanted to tease this loud little wildcat; those extraterrestrial meteorites would be hers sooner or later.

It seems the joke went too far.

Forget it, even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

If you really push this little wildcat too far, she might just stuff a big firecracker under his bed tomorrow.

It's better to coax her a little.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."

Lin Mo reached out and gently patted the small bulge under the blanket.

"Why are you crying? Your face is all messed up from crying, you look like a little kitten."

Gu Ling'er sobbed as she lifted her tear-streaked face from under the covers.

Those big, red eyes were filled with accusation and grievance.

"You...you lied to me! You said it was for me to sleep with you! Not a transaction!"

"A slip of the tongue, isn't a slip of the tongue enough?"

Lin Mo's tone was unbelievably sincere.

"I tend to talk nonsense when I get excited, so don't take it to heart."

[Gu Ling'er's inner thoughts]: I don't believe you for a second! You wicked little uncle!

As Lin Mo listened to her thoughts, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He cleared his throat and continued to coax:

"It's just a few pieces of scrap metal, why are you crying like this?"

"Here you go, all of it is yours."

"Once the workshop is built, you can go to the warehouse and move as much as you can; it's all yours."

The crying stopped abruptly.

Gu Ling'er stared at Lin Mo with her big, red eyes wide open, her mouth slightly agape, forgetting even to sob.

"Really...really?"

Her voice still had a strong nasal tone, making it sound soft and sweet.

"Of course it's true."

Lin Mo looked righteous.

"I, Lin Mo, am an upright and honest man, a man of my word. When have I ever lied to you?"

[Gu Ling'er's inner thoughts]: You were just lying to me!

Lin Mo pretended not to hear and patted his chest to assure him.

"A man's word is his bond!"

"I said it's yours, so it's yours! No one can take it away from you!"

"Don't worry, I promise I'll keep those extraterrestrial meteorites safe and sound for you, not a single gram will be missing!"

The answer was positive.

Gu Ling'er's big, watery eyes stared straight at Lin Mo again, without blinking.

My meteorite... has it returned?

My uncle really... gave it all to me?

"Whoa—!"

A loud cry suddenly erupted.

This time, however, it wasn't feelings of grievance and sadness, but rather ecstasy.

"My meteorite iron! My thunderbolt fireball! My world-destroying weapon!"

Gu Ling'er suddenly sprang out of the blanket and pounced on Lin Mo.

This little girl has gone mad!

"Uncle! You're so kind! You're like my own uncle!"

Gu Ling'er was so excited that she couldn't speak coherently. Her two slender arms tightly hugged Lin Mo's neck, and her little head rubbed against his chest.

"No! You're not my uncle! You're my father!"

"puff--"

Lin Mo almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

His biological father?

Isn't this generational hierarchy a bit confusing?

"Stop! Stop!"

Lin Mo quickly restrained the "gunpowder maniac" who had completely gone wild.

"Forget the flattery, calm down!"

He hurriedly pulled the blanket over and wrapped the troublesome little girl up like a silkworm again.

"You've lost all your integrity?!"

"No! I want the meteorite!"

Gu Ling'er struggled out of the blanket and clung to Lin Mo like an octopus.

The hatred that had been so intense just a moment ago, wishing they could blow Lin Mo to pieces, has now completely vanished.

Innocence and tricks are no longer important!

As long as I can get my hands on that precious meteorite iron, I'd do anything, not just serve you in bed once, but... I'd do anything...

Thinking about it, Gu Ling'er's face turned red again.

Lin Mo held the shy little wildcat in his arms, feeling her smooth skin and her unconditional dependence, and felt a surge of comfort in his heart.

This girl, you really have to go along with her.

He patted her back and comforted her softly.

"Fine, fine, all the meteorite iron is yours. Nobody will take it from you."

"Uh-huh!"

Gu Ling'er nodded vigorously, rubbing her little head against his chest.

The silver bell around her neck made a clear and melodious "ding-a-ling" sound, as if accompanying her mood at that moment.

Lin Mo felt a surge of heat in his heart.

This little wildcat is so cute when it acts cute.

The night is still long...

"Uncle."

"Still calling him 'little uncle'?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

Gu Ling'er's cheeks flushed, and her voice was barely audible: "Husband..."

Lin Mo nodded: "That's more like it."

Gu Ling'er: "My husband, you're so good to me!"

"That's right."

Lin Mo proudly raised his chin.

"Now you realize how good your husband is?"

"Um!"

"That……"

Lin Mo's smile suddenly turned somewhat malicious.

"Just saying it's okay isn't enough."

"Um??"

Gu Ling'er was stunned for a moment, not yet reacting.

next second.

"what!"

She sank back into the soft bed.

Gu Ling'er was completely dumbfounded.

"What...what are you doing?"

She looked at Lin Mo with a terrified expression.

"Wait...didn't we agree on this? The deal is already done!"

"Yes, the deal is done."

Lin Mo nodded confidently, while one of his hands began to wander restlessly.

"The meteorite is yours; that's part of the deal."

He leaned down, his hot breath brushing against Gu Ling'er's earlobe, his voice low and suggestive.

"But now, it's time for your husband to pamper his fourth wife."

"This is called...after-sales service, understand?"

"After-sales service?"

Gu Ling'er's brain has crashed once again.

Is it even possible to do this...?

Before she could figure out the logic behind it.

"Hmm!"

All the words of protest were swallowed up by a domineering and passionate kiss.

……

Inside the Qiqiao Pavilion.

Gu Meng'er, who was in her sleep, suddenly trembled.

She had just escaped from that strange dream, her body covered in a thin layer of sweat, and was still half asleep.

"Ugh...!"

Wow...why, it's happening again...