Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi wandered around the room for about ten minutes, carefully looking at everything with an indescribably calm and soft heart, and when she was about to go downstairs, she ran into Mama Su who came up to ask her to have dinner.

"Hey, madam, so you are here. Lunch is ready. Would you like to eat now?"

She nodded with a smile on her face, "Well, let's go." After hesitating for a moment, she still asked, "Mother Su... When was this baby room set up?"

When Mother Su saw her asking, she answered in a hurry, "Ma'am, these were arranged by the eldest son himself, and he didn't let others touch them, and he didn't even allow us to go in and clean them... just in the last month, You seem to be having conflicts with the eldest son...Generally, when you ignore him, or hide in the study, he will go to get these things."

Even so, there is no reason for her to come and go, and she never met, and no one told her.

Wen Yi pursed her lips before asking again, "Why doesn't he let you tell me if I don't know anything?"

Ready to be surprised?

Mother Su nodded again and again, a little embarrassed, but she still said in a complicated tone, "The eldest son said... let you know, or we told you specially... you will definitely think that he is putting on a show to please you, and it will only have the opposite effect , he also said... even if you come in one day and see it and ask about it, I will tell you that he asked the designer to make it."

Mother Su always wished them well. Seeing that they had a cold war recently, she naturally focused on helping Mo Shichen speak.

"..."

Is there?

Wen Yi thought about it carefully, oh, there really is.

Because she didn't pay much attention to him recently, even if she found out, she would feel that this kind of thing was not in line with his natural style, and it was probably just for show.

Did she really have a little prejudice against him?

Is this child himself an existence that he looks forward to? Not just a means and a chip?

This realization made her feel a little warm.

The reason why she was so angry about the planned pregnancy was that apart from her past reasons and her belief that he didn't care about her feelings, there was another point that she felt that he could use his child to achieve a goal, which was too cold in his bones, and even weak in humanity.

Wen Yi bent her lips and smiled, "I see, let's go eat."

…………

At noon, Wen Yi was sitting in the chair beside the hospital bed, watching the man eating elegantly, and suddenly asked, "Do you prefer a son or a daughter?"

Mo Shichen paused, and immediately looked up at her, with a slight surprise in his eyes.

No wonder he was surprised. This was the first time she took the initiative to discuss the child with him in a natural tone after the child was pregnant. After a brief silence, he quickly answered hoarsely, "Daughter."

She wasn't surprised, but she still asked, "Why?"

"It's easy to raise."

"... Isn't it easier to raise a daughter than a son?"

"If it's my son, I still have to spend time cultivating him as an heir. How can I raise him?"

"..."

"Do you want Mo Shiqian's son to be the heir?" You can't tell that he is so generous and not possessive.

He took a sip of the soup and said calmly, "If I have a son, of course my son will inherit it."

It took Wen Yi a while to understand his logic.

He was originally the only heir raised by the Lawrence family since he was a child, so if he and Mo Shiqian both have sons, it must be his son who inherits.

But he's... lazy? So I hope I can't give birth to a son, so I don't have to work hard?

It's really a honey brain circuit.

Wen Yi was stunned and then asked impromptuly, "Then what if your daughter wants to be a strong woman in the mall?"

He said lightly, "Yes."

She rested her chin and said, "It seems that it is better to be a daughter. If you want to be free, you can be free. If you want to achieve a great career, you have a chance. Unlike a son, you can only be ordered to death."

"Well, that's right."

She asked again with great interest, "Are you only going to have one child?"

Mo Shichen stopped drinking the soup again. He raised his black eyes and looked at her for a while, with a slight smile on his lips, and said in a low voice, "If you want to have children, of course I will raise as many as you like." worthy."

Wen Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this question brought her in. She met the man's eyes, and his thick and dark eyes made her unable to resist for a while, and she subconsciously turned her eyes away.

The man's low voice followed, "However, if you think about it, the two can be capped. It takes a year to conceive a child, and it takes a lot of energy to take care of the baby after giving birth. I still prefer the world of two— —”

After finishing speaking, he asked again in a flat voice, "I don't like children taking up too much of our time, do you think I'm selfish again?"

"..."

Wen Yi raised her head, and was about to meet his staring gaze at her, when she suddenly felt that the tone of his question just now was not only not joking, but also had a hint of self-deprecating in a subtle way, and he kept staring at her , as if observing all her reactions.

She asked softly, "Honestly, do you like children?"

He answered without asking, "Is it in your heart that apart from functional needs, I don't need children at all emotionally?"

Wen Yi didn't know how to answer. In her heart, he was indeed not someone who was looking forward to having children. Of course, she felt that he was not disgusted, or didn't care at all.

She considered for a while, and said, "I don't doubt that you can be a qualified father."

"..."

Mo Shichen curled his lips together, making more self-mockery, and suddenly realized that he can define selfishness by himself, and he doesn't care if anyone says he is selfish, but that person is Wen Yi, so he can't, he can't even stand it.

"I admit that I designed you to conceive this child with other purposes, but Wen Yi, he is your child and I will love him, from the time he exists, and, in the past thirty years, no matter what For whatever reason, I just want to have a child with you."

After those plain words fell, the ward became quiet.

Mo Shichen didn't keep looking at her, watching her expression or her reaction, but lowered his head and continued to drink the soup slowly.

It took a long time until Wen Yi broke the silence, "I saw the baby room."

"Oh," he still lowered his eyes lightly, "do you like the designer's style?"

"..."

Wen Yi wanted to laugh a little, but she still held back and said lightly, "I hope it's really a daughter, otherwise it will be a waste."

He paused again, but this subtle movement only lasted a few seconds, and there was no major abnormality.

He didn't want her to know, but she really didn't know, and he was so disappointed.