While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

Yang Ding was also bewildered, but since valuable goods worth millions were being delivered to his door, he naturally accepted them all.

"Never mind all that for now, let's make the best of it and quickly dig out the beast crystal. Sister Ruoxi will be very busy from now on."

"I still have seven unused ones in my pocket."

"No rush, take it slow."

Cai Xiaoling pushed the two children in and reminded them, "Yang Ding, if Governor Zhou is pregnant, she needs to rest, otherwise it's not good for the fetus."

Zhou Ruoxi's pulse hasn't come through yet, but with Yang Ding's strong young body, the probability of her getting pregnant is one hundred percent.

"What frequency does Dr. Cai think is good?"

"At the very least, she shouldn't stay up all night to cultivate. It's best to go to sleep before 1 a.m. She has the body of an ordinary person, and the fetus needs to develop and grow."

"I'm fine. I'm not even sure if I'm pregnant, and isn't increased mental strength good for the fetus?"

"Listen to Dr. Cai, the child is the most important thing."

Zhou Ruoxi could only nod. Although at her level, a few less nights of sleep wouldn't have much of an impact, her body still craved sleep.

Yang Ding, with Ye Rou in his left hand and Fang Jing in his right, walked in through the door, chatting and laughing.

Upon suddenly seeing Mu Lan, Ye Rou tried to shake off Yang Ding's hand, but he held it tightly.

"Good morning, Dean Mu."

Mu Lan stood up, head held high, and looked Yang Ding up and down with disdain.

"Do you know how much trouble you've gotten yourself into? You're all all smiles and laughter, aren't you ashamed?"

"Dean, you flatter me. My life is destined to be one of constant travel, to the stars and the sea. If I'm in trouble, will I not spend time with my wife and have children?"

Seeing that she couldn't argue with this guy, Mu Lan simply gave up and took out the invitation that Wang Gao had handed her that morning from her pocket.

"Your father-in-law is turning 45, are you going?"

A normal person would simply say yes or no.

But Yang Ding was quick-witted and immediately tested him by asking, "Will my going affect your going?"

Mu Lan paused for a moment, "Why are you beating around the bush? I wanted to ask what kind of gift I should give?"

"My father-in-law likes weapons, such as the black gold broadsword."

"Are you crazy? That thing starts at 200 million at the Donghai Weaponry Market, and my budget is 2500. Do you think my money comes from thin air?"

Yang Ding was speechless. "Holy crap, why did you come all this way to ask this?"