As a man, if a woman you don't love dies, you may not be too sad, but if your own child dies, you will definitely sigh and grieve.

Chen Jie said: "Children are the weak point of men, and women cannot give birth to them. There is no point in fighting each other, and the mansion will be left in peace."

There is some truth in this. The man does not want offspring, and his concubines have no future. Instead, he focuses on himself, drinks today and lives happily every day.

Du Yaoyao asked, "So, you don't value offspring anymore?"

"No," Chen Jie kissed her neck, "I want to have a child with Yaoyao."

"What if I can't give birth?"

"Then don't do it." Shen Jie repeated, "The one who wants to be with Yaoyao is not mine."

When he is mean, he is really mean, but when he is trying to coax people, he can do the right thing. Du Yaoyao couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

"Madam, the hangover soup is here." Yin Ye reported from outside.

"Bring it in."

Du Yaoyao took the hangover soup, scooped a spoonful to test the temperature, and handed it to Shen Jie, "It's not hot, drink it quickly."

Shen Jie didn't move, his dark eyes looked at her, and his thin lips moved, "Madam, please feed me."

Du Yaoyao: “…”

"How old are you and yet you still need me to feed you? Aren't you ashamed?" Du Yaoyao's face turned red.

Chen Jie blinked his long eyelashes and said nothing, staring at her eagerly.

Like a beautiful puppy waiting to be fed, it just wagged its ears and tail and barked twice, "Feed me, feed me."

"Okay, this is just the first time, and it won't happen again." Du Yaoyao was softened by Chen Jie's drunken coquetry, but she spoke sternly and said she would not indulge him in the future.

After drinking a bowl of hangover soup, Shen Jie licked his lips with satisfaction, "Thank you, Madam."

The flavors of hangover soup can be sweet and sour or spicy and sour. Chen Jie doesn’t eat spicy food, so the soup he made is sweet and sour. When various ingredients are mixed together, the food they cook doesn’t taste that good.

He felt as satisfied as if he had eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea.

Du Yaoyao whispered, "Have you never been fed by anyone before?"

"Yes." Chen Jie said truthfully, "Yaoyao is the first one."

He hugged her affectionately, his face pressed against her soft chest, like a child seeking comfort.

"When I was a kid, I often had no medicine to take when I was sick. I had to bear it by myself every time. It was very uncomfortable..."

"Ah, then you are more pitiful than me." Du Yaoyao touched his head with emotion. At least she had a grandmother since she was a child.

"So, Yaoyao, please love me more," Chen Jie said, "I like you to love me, I like it very much."

If Chen Jie behaved well, Du Yaoyao decided to treat him better in the future.

Chen Jie kept talking to himself, "I have a bad temper, and sometimes I can't control my anger towards you. I just want you to coax me, really, no matter how angry I am, it will be fine if you sincerely coax me."

It takes patience and tolerance to coax someone. Du Yaoyao admitted that she used to look at Chen Jie with tinted glasses, and when she got angry, she disliked everything about him.

Not to mention coaxing.

It's good enough to be able to pretend and say a few soft words.

Not to mention sincerity.

Perhaps it was Chen Jie's true feelings that touched Du Yaoyao's heart, and she agreed with him, "Okay, I'll remember it."

Suddenly remembering something, she pushed him and said, "My mother sent me a package today. I'll show you something."