Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

In the afternoon, Cao Kun's convoy arrived at Zheng Kexin's home in Hongdu City.

The bodyguards dispersed in the vicinity and did not follow.

After all, she was back in her long-missed home, and a smile appeared on Zheng Kexin's face.

With a joyful expression, she took Cao Kun's hand and opened the door to her home.

But after the door opened, her smile gradually froze.

Besides her parents, another middle-aged couple and a young man were sitting in the room.

"Mom? This is...?"

Zheng Kexin's mother, Chen Shufen, peeked out from the kitchen, wiped her hands with a rag, and came out smiling.

"Xiao Xin, you don't even remember your Uncle Jia's family?"

"What? Uncle Jia? I'm not—" Zheng Kexin said anxiously.

She remembered telling her mother that she would be bringing her boyfriend home today.

But she never expected her mother to pull this stunt on her.

Chen Shufen rolled her eyes at her and said irritably:

"How can you talk like that, child? Your Uncle Jia and Aunt Bai came here specifically to see you."

"But...but I've already told you—"

Chen Shufen interrupted impatiently, "Alright, alright, since everyone's already here, come in and sit down."

Zheng Kexin looked at Cao Kun with some helplessness.

Her beautiful big eyes were full of apology, as if she was afraid he would feel that he was being treated differently and that he would feel unhappy.

Cao Kun smiled and gave her a reassuring smile.

He came here today to support his woman, so why would he blame her for something like this?

Cao Kun, carrying gifts in both hands, said:

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt, my name is Cao Kun, and I'm Zheng Kexin's friend. I've come to visit you today."

Zheng Kexin's father, Zheng Weimin, finally came to his senses: "Oh, it's Xiaoxin's friend. Come in and have a seat."

He walked over, preparing to accept Cao Kun's gift, and then said:

"You're here, why bother buying anything... Ouch, it's so heavy..."

"Let me help you, Uncle." Cao Kun helped him carry the things into the house and put them down, then sat down on the sofa.

Chen Shufen made him some tea and went back to the kitchen to continue her work, with Zheng Kexin following her in.

Zheng Weimin then went to the reception room to talk to the middle-aged couple.

Cao Kun and the young man were left sitting on the sofa, staring at each other.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

The young man coughed twice, and Cao Kun turned his head to look him over.

He was wearing a gray suit, a white shirt, a tie, straight-legged trousers, and polished leather shoes.

The black-rimmed glasses on his nose gleamed, and his hair was styled into a slicked-back look with gel.

His face seemed to have eight words written on it: stability, respectability, and being part of the system.

"Ahem..." The young man broke the silence.

"My name is Jia Xiaoming, and my family and Xiaoxin's family are old friends."

He acted as if he knew Zheng Kexin very well.

"What...is your relationship with Xiaoxin?"

He then changed the subject, attempting to inquire about the relationship between Cao Kun and Zheng Kexin.

Cao Kun was slightly taken aback.

"Just friends."

"They are indeed friends, but they only occasionally help me have children," Cao Kun added in his mind.

"Oh, okay? I'll invite you to my wedding banquet when Xiaoxin and I get married."

Jia Xiaoming pushed up his glasses and said with considerable pride.

"You? Getting married?"

Cao Kun seemed quite surprised.

"Yes, I came here today to propose marriage to Xiaoxin's family."

Just then, Zheng Kexin came out of the kitchen.

She happened to overhear these words, and her face was full of disbelief.

"Propose marriage? Jia Xiaoming, are you crazy?!"

Jia Xiaoming calmly replied, "I'm not crazy. My mom has already spoken to your mom."

Zheng Kexin: "..."

"What kind of marriage proposal are you talking about?!"

After saying that, she grabbed Cao Kun's arm.

"He's my boyfriend, and I'm about to have his baby!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Xiaoming's expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning in broad daylight.

Cao Kun never expected Zheng Kexin to be so domineering.

Jia Xiaoming opened his mouth for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

"What...what nonsense are you talking about? We were betrothed when we were kids!"

"Bullshit! I used to say I wanted to be a scientist when I was a kid, but now I'm working in sales!"

"But a person should keep their promises..."

Zheng Kexin was somewhat annoyed, her face tense as she said, "Jia Xiaoming, are you stupid? How can you take a childhood joke so seriously?"

"Besides, we haven't seen each other for so many years, just forget about all your bullshit promises!"

After stammering for a while, Jia Xiaoming finally said, "Then at least give me a fair chance to compete with him, right?"

At this point, he puffed out his chest and declared proudly, "I refuse to believe I can't beat him!"

Before he could even speak, Zheng Kexin retorted, "How can you compare to him? You're not even as thick-haired as him."

Cao Kun: "..."

Before Jia Xiaoming could say anything more, Zheng Kexin said coldly:

"Forget it, just finish your meal and go do what you were doing. Don't embarrass everyone, you hear me?"

Jia Xiaoming remained silent, but his face showed great resentment.

Zheng Kexin smiled sweetly at Cao Kun and said softly, "Honey, I'm going to help my mom cook. Please have a seat for a moment."

Cao Kun nodded: "Go ahead."

Zheng Kexin went into the kitchen, leaving only Cao Kun and Jia Xiaoming on the sofa.

The atmosphere became quite awkward.

Cao Kun looked around. Since he had nothing better to do than sit there, he simply peeled an orange from the table and gestured, "How about... one?"

"I won't eat it!" Jia Xiaoming said angrily.

After saying that, he gave Cao Kun a rather disdainful look.

Cao Kun didn't take it to heart, smiled faintly, and peeled and ate the orange himself.

Jia Xiaoming felt that Cao Kun didn't take him seriously at all, and he was a little angry.

He initiated the conversation: "How did you manage to win Xiaoxin over?"

"Cough cough... Lie?" Cao Kun looked completely innocent.

"I'm not lying, we're mutually in love."

Jia Xiaoming was furious.

"What's the use of mutual affection? Marriage and daily life require a material foundation. Do you have one?"

"I?"

Cao Kun thought for a moment: "As for money, I... I should have a little over a hundred million?"

"A little bit? Tch!"

Jia Xiaoming looked disdainful.

"You have to understand that marriage is different from dating. You can't just be content with love all the time. You need a car, a house, and a dowry. You can't skimp on any of them."

"You can't do this little bit... that won't do."

As Jia Xiaoming spoke, he took out a list and slammed it on the table:

"Look, this is the list Xiaoxin's family gave us. If you don't have the ability, you'd better leave as soon as possible to avoid embarrassment!"

Cao Kun took it and looked at it.

The first requirement is a bride price of 688,000 yuan, and that's not all; there's more to come:

Gold 8

2 yuan for the bride

Underestimating 1

2 views

2.8 yuan away from mother

Meeting gift 8,800

1 meat noodles

2 lights installed

Buying clothes cost 1.8 yuan.

2.8 people were picked up.

Matchmaker 6,800

……

Seeing so many items on the list, Cao Kun seemed to have a toothache.

Seeing Cao Kun's expression, Jia Xiaoming chuckled: "So, if you don't have the ability, you'd better hurry up and leave after you finish your meal!"