Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

He thought this in his heart, but dared not show it on his face. He could only vaguely and somewhat reassuringly say to Tongtong:

"Well... Tongtong is still young, we'll talk about her younger siblings later, later, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at He Wanqing's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

He Qingzheng was gracefully cutting bacon with a knife and fork, seemingly oblivious to her daughter's earth-shattering statement and her husband's expectant yet cautious gaze.

She stared intently at the food on her plate, her long eyelashes drooping and casting a small shadow on her porcelain-white skin, her expression calm and serene.

Only the slight blush on her earlobes betrayed a hint that her heart was not entirely unmoved.

Of course she heard it.

Not only did she hear it, but a subtle, almost imperceptible, stirring feeling also swept through her heart, a feeling she herself was unwilling to delve into.

In a way... she wasn't actually opposed to it, and even... secretly looked forward to it?

But the thought was quickly suppressed by strong reason and restraint.

No, He Wanqing.

How long have you known each other?

How far has the relationship progressed?

Although they are legally married and have a daughter, their emotional foundation... hasn't reached that level yet?

If I give in now, will he think I'm too casual and not reserved enough?

Yes, you can't let him think you're a woman he can get easily.

We must stabilize the situation.

Seeing that her father had given an ambiguous answer, Tongtong turned her hopeful gaze to her mother, her little mouth pouting slightly as she silently urged him on.

He Wanqing felt her daughter's gaze, finally put down her knife and fork, picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth slowly and deliberately.

She raised her eyes, her gaze calmly sweeping over her daughter, then lightly passing over Mo Ye.

Finally, her gaze fell upon the bright morning light outside the window, as if there were some particularly captivating scenery there, and she said lightly in an indifferent tone:

"Don't talk while eating or sleeping. Tongtong, eat your food properly."

Perfect evasion.

Tongtong gave a disappointed "Oh," her little shoulders slumped, but her little head clearly hadn't given up.

She chewed on her spoon, thought for a moment, and then her eyes lit up—she had come up with a "brilliant" idea! She turned to Mo Ye and, with the excitement of someone who had discovered a new continent, lowered her voice (thinking she was being very quiet) and said:

"Dad! How about this, you secretly go outside and bring back a few younger brothers and sisters for Tongtong, okay?"

Give Mom a surprise!

That way, mom won't have to go through the hardship of childbirth!

"Pfft—cough cough cough!!!" Mo Ye was really choked by the mouthful of milk he had just drunk. He coughed violently, and his face turned red.

He frantically grabbed tissues to wipe his mouth while looking at his daughter with horrified eyes—my little darling!

Who taught you all this?!

What a dangerous idea!

"Tongtong!" Mo Ye finally caught his breath and quickly gave her a serious (but not too harsh) lecture.

"Child trafficking is illegal! Only bad people do that! Dad is a good person, I can't do that, you know?"

"Breaking the law?" Tongtong seemed to understand, but she understood the word "bad person".

But she really wanted a playmate, so she tilted her head and came up with an "improved plan," her eyes shining even brighter than before:

"Then...then Dad, you can secretly have a few more!"

I won't tell Mom!

Bring her back after she's given birth!

That way it won't be considered human trafficking!

It was Dad who gave birth to it!

Mom will be so happy to see this!

Mo Ye: "..."

Looking at his daughter's smug little expression that seemed to say, "I'm so smart, praise me!", he felt like he was about to vomit blood.

He forced a smile and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth:

"Tongtong...you are truly Daddy's...sweetheart, little cotton-padded jacket..."

Isn't that right?

The draft was so bad it almost gave him a heart attack.

At the same time, Tongtong suddenly shrank her neck, let out a puzzled "Huh?", turned her head to look at the bright sunlight outside the window, then looked inside the room, and muttered to herself:

"Why does it suddenly feel cold?"

Mo Ye sensed something was wrong and suddenly looked up at He Wanqing.

He Wanqing had put down what she was holding at some point and was quietly looking at him.

Her face remained expressionless, but a thin layer of frost seemed to have formed in her beautiful eyes, and she exuded an invisible, extremely oppressive low pressure.

The temperature in the restaurant seemed to drop several degrees instantly.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice calm and even softer than usual, but each word was like a tiny ice bead, striking Mo Ye's heart:

"Mo Ye, what kind of 'surprise' are you planning to give me?"

Mo Ye felt a chill run down his spine! He quickly waved his hands, his survival instincts kicking in, and hurriedly clarified:

"No!

Absolutely not!

Misunderstand!

What a huge misunderstanding!

Tongtong speaks without thinking!

How could I possibly have such thoughts!

If I wanted children, it would definitely be...

He paused, his ears burning, but he still steeled himself, looked into He Wanqing's eyes, and said with utmost seriousness:

"I'll have children with you. Only with you."

He spoke the last few words very softly, but with exceptional clarity and determination.

Hearing his words, which were so eager to distance himself and almost like a vow, He Wanqing felt a subtle mix of jealousy and annoyance that arose in her heart because of her daughter's "outrageous suggestion."

A strange sense of satisfaction instantly replaced the feeling, and even the coldness around me subsided considerably.

She subtly raised her chin and gave a soft "humph," as if accepting the explanation.

However, the next second, she suddenly realized—wait!

Who wants to have a child with him?!

"Only have children with you"? What nonsense is this bastard spouting!

Her cheeks flushed uncontrollably; she was both ashamed and annoyed. To cover up her embarrassment, she immediately straightened her face and regained her composure with an even colder tone:

"Who wants to have a child with you? You're dreaming! You're a long way off!"

The crisis is over.

Mo Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that his palms were actually a little sweaty.

Breakfast was like a rollercoaster ride.

Tongtong, who had been watching her parents' faces and the "chameleon" the whole time, had long forgotten about her younger siblings. She was holding her chubby little chin, her mouth open in an "O" shape, and staring at her parents without blinking.

Wow, Mom and Dad's faces look like green vegetables one minute, like apples the next, and then like... It's so interesting!

It's even better than an animated film!

The little one held the bowl, watching with great interest, completely forgetting the original needs of his "younger siblings," and only feeling that today's breakfast was especially "appetizing."

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