New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
After quietly scorning Zhu Zi, they all turned to look at the scenery outside the window, ignoring the petty Zhu Zi. Humph, they'll go out and play by themselves from now on!
Zhu Zi's face turned as black as charcoal, and he turned his head away. He looked down on this ill-mannered brat.
Ye Qingqing suppressed her laughter, feeling extremely pleased. She was truly her precious treasure, having vented her anger and made that arrogant dead man look bad. Now he was being looked down upon by her children, wasn't he?
That deadpan face is infuriating.
Zhu Zi caught a glimpse of Ye Qingqing's undisguised smile out of the corner of his eye, and felt even more disgusted. At this moment, his desire to have a child grew stronger, and he wished he could find a woman to have a baby right now.
No matter how good other people's children are, they are not his/hers. It's always more reliable to have your own child.
After dealing with Hua Xiaolou, he will go to a prestigious university to find a woman to bear his children. She must be exceptionally beautiful; he won't even glance at a child who is too ugly. Although Ye Qingqing is stupid, her appearance is impeccable, so her children are all exceptionally beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Of course, his IQ can't be too low; he needs at least a doctorate. A woman who can get a doctorate certainly won't have a low IQ. When he and the woman unite, their child must be exceptionally intelligent, stunningly beautiful, and unparalleled in the world.
Thinking about having a beautiful child soon, Zhu Zi's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with a smile. The little pig sitting next to him saw this and looked surprised. Master's appearance was just like those young men in the throes of first love!
"Master, do you miss your mistress?" the little pig asked, whispering in his ear.
Zhu Zi rolled her eyes and ignored him.
What's there for his wife to think about? He's thinking about the children.
He'd like either a man or a woman, as long as they're exceptionally intelligent and incomparably beautiful.
The little pig chuckled to himself. Master was still shy. No wonder Master didn't let his mother introduce him to a girlfriend. It turns out he already had someone. I wonder when Master hooked up with her?
Zhu Zi fantasized about his future beautiful child for a while, but soon he thought of a very serious problem. His brows furrowed, and he became more and more troubled as he thought about it. He was an extremely serious person, and he believed that things should be done today and should not be put off until tomorrow.
Zhu Zi beckoned to the little pig with her finger and asked in his ear, "Tell me, is artificial insemination or natural conception better for having a baby?"
The little pig's face flushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed, but he quickly calmed down. It was rare for his master to ask him questions, so he had to think carefully and help his master resolve his doubts.
But... he doesn't know whether artificial or natural is better.
This is too difficult a question.
After hesitating for a while, the little pig's eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice, "How did my mom give birth to me?"
Zhu Zi was taken aback for a moment, then honestly shook his head. How could he know? He didn't have a habit of eavesdropping.
“Master, I think you can refer to the way my mother gave birth to me and my younger siblings. You see, my younger siblings and I are all extremely smart and good-looking, so their method must be the best,” the little pig earnestly suggested.
Zhu Zi nodded slightly. That makes sense. Her disciple is indeed very thoughtful.
"Go ahead and ask."
Zhu Zi was too lazy to talk to Ye Qingqing. He was afraid that they would start arguing before they could even exchange three sentences, and that he would get so angry that he would die first.
Okay.
The little pig climbed to the back row and squeezed in with Ye Qingqing. "Mom, I have a question for you. How did you give birth to me? Was it artificial or natural?"
Ye Qingqing thought her eldest son wanted to strengthen their mother-son relationship, but she didn't expect him to ask such a question.
"Of course it should be natural. Everything should be left to its natural course," Ye Qingqing replied.