Chapter 297 How to give birth to a daughter like this?

Wen Zhixian took a look and replied, "Dye it black."

"Do you like black? If you don't like it, I won't dye it."

"I like it." I like it no matter what.

Qi Yanjing lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "I don't believe it."

She obviously prefers silver-gray hair color.

Wen Zhixian took his arm and said, "Is it okay if I like black now?"

Dyeing your hair frequently is not good for your health, so try to coax her into going back to dyeing her hair.

Having said that, Qi Yanjing still listened to her.

The two walked towards the parking lot. In the distance, the little girl was running in front, and her mother was behind, asking her to run slower.

Wen Zhixian found it very heartwarming, and turned to Qi Yanjing and said, "If we have children in the future, how about we have a daughter?"

Qi Yanjing said nothing and remained silent.

Wen Zhixian was still mumbling, "You can braid a little girl's hair and buy her lots of pretty dresses. That's very thoughtful, don't you think?"

Qi Yanjing said "hmm" and said nothing more.

He actually wanted a daughter too. Zhixian was so cute in her childhood photos. He was sorry that he didn't meet her earlier. But if he had a daughter who looked like Zhixian, it would make up for his regret.

But……

Wen Zhixian felt that something was wrong with him, and turned to look at him in confusion: "Why don't you say anything?"

"No." He pinched his palms, feeling helpless.

Wen Zhixian suddenly let go of his arm, with a look of surprise on her face, "You don't favor boys over girls, do you? Why?"

How could he be so silent? There is only one possibility: he doesn't like little girls!

For a moment, she thought over the examples of those who favored sons over daughters and gave birth to seven or eight children.

He is also highly educated, why would he have such thoughts?

Qi Yanjing stopped her from having wild thoughts and tapped her forehead, "Don't let your thoughts run wild."

If he had interrupted her a little later, her thoughts would have become even more outrageous.

Qi Yanjing sighed, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"So what are you thinking about?" Wen Zhixian asked him.

Qi Yanjing said helplessly: "Baby, I can't control whether I have a boy or a girl. You asked me to have a daughter, how can I promise you?"

I have the will but not the strength.

He added: "My brother complains to me from time to time. My sister says he is useless and can't even give birth to a daughter."

Wen Zhixian: “……?”

"It's a bit blunt, but it's true."

Qi Yanjing gave her a resentful look.

"At the beginning I thought he was speechless, until today when you told me that you wanted to have a daughter in the future. I admit that I wouldn't feel any pain if one didn't happen to me." I no longer thought Qi Yaochuan was weird.

Qi Yanjing paused: "But that's for the future. I don't even dare to touch your frail body, let alone give birth to a child. It's too early."

"I know." She also felt that they were living a good life now.

She opened the car door and got in the passenger seat.

She was about to dye her hair when her cell phone suddenly rang. She looked at the note: Zhao Li.

She answered the phone immediately, and the person on the other end said, "I've gotten off the plane and will come to see you right away."

"Okay." She then said, "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Qin Zhaoli: "Song Kairui is here to pick me up. Let's go to your house together."

As soon as she got off the plane, she called Zhixian. Holding the suitcase handle in her hand, she saw Song Kairui coming towards her not far away. She pushed the suitcase towards her. Song Kairui held the handle and the two walked side by side.

Song Kairui hadn't seen her for a while. He wanted to kiss her, but he held back when he saw that she was on the phone.

"Be careful on the road."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhixian glanced at Qi Yanjing and said, "Looks like I have to dye my hair another day. Zhaoli will be here soon."

Qi Yanjing agreed: "Then let's go home."

I went to the mall and bought some vegetables.

Qi Yanjing parked the car, and Song Kairui and his friends arrived just in time.

Wen Zhihan opened the car door and got out.

They were stunned when they saw her.

"Hey, how come you've lost so much weight?"

They had known her since childhood, but had never seen her so thin. She looked so frail, which was really pitiful.

Qin Zhaoli came over and hugged her, not daring to use force. Wen Zhixian hugged her in return: "I'm really fine, I'm fine."

"Bullshit." Does she look good like this?

The two of them walked in front, Qi Yanjing carried the vegetables he had just bought, and Song Kairui carried a box containing Zhixian's favorite snacks and some small gifts.

When he got home, Qin Zhaoli was a little shocked: "So you were actually in a coma for three months?"

Wen Zhixian nodded, poured them some water, and said angrily, "He must have been delayed because he was transferred abroad, which led to his coma for such a long time."

Song Kairui put the box on the ground and joked, "You are amazing too. You managed to get out by yourself in just eight days."

Wen Zhixian smiled and placed the cup of water in front of them.

"Eh? Didn't you say you were going to get married in the first half of the year?" She suddenly thought of this, as half of the year was already over.

"You're not here, so why would I want to have a wedding?"

"So you were waiting for me?" Wen Zhixian smiled, "Then I'm back."

Song Kairui: "At the wedding, shouldn't you give us a red envelope?"

Qi Yanjing, who was carrying a fruit platter, responded first: "Okay, I'll give you red envelopes."

Song Kairui continued to joke: "Well, don't pack too little or it won't be enough."

"I'll definitely pack a big one for you."

The atmosphere among the four was extremely harmonious.

"I have prepared everything for the wedding, it all depends on when my bride is free."

Being suddenly called out like this, Qin Zhaoli said: "This... shouldn't you ask both parents?"

Song Kairui took out his cell phone and sent messages to both parents on the spot.

Qin Zhaoli really didn't expect: "Are you so anxious?"

"If you don't hurry up, I won't be able to get this red envelope from Qi Yanjing."

Who cares whether there are red envelopes or not? It just makes the atmosphere interesting.

Qi Yanjing crossed his arms with a smile in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sent the message, he received a reply. The dates were carefully selected for them, and all the good days in the next six months were picked out.

At the appointed time, Qi Yanjing went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He originally planned to let them talk, but he didn't expect that several of them came together.

"Let me show you my craftsmanship."

Qi Yanjing remembered that Zhiyan had said that Song Kairui was a good cook. Qin Zhaoli had made a bowl of noodles for Zhiyan before, and Song Kairui was afraid that Qin Zhaoli would poison Zhiyan.

They grew up together and have a very good relationship. They don't treat themselves as outsiders and get along very easily.

"Zhaoli, don't touch that vegetable. It's almost gone after you peel it." Song Kairui looked at the poor vegetable in Zhaoli's hand and pushed Qin Zhaoli and Wen Zhixian out directly: "You two go out and play."

Well, I was kicked out of the kitchen.

Qi Yanjing said: "You are quite suitable for family life."

It looks like a fancy way of playing, but actually it has a living room and a kitchen.