"I have lucky money!" the chubby boy said, pulling a cute pink piggy bank from his little bag and handing it to the little dumpling. "As for the kids..."
He glanced cautiously at the little dumpling. "Ruanruan, I've heard that raising a child costs a lot of money. My New Year's money might not be enough to raise one for now. How about we don't have a child yet? If you lay an egg, I'll crush it, okay?"
Su Xixi and Li Mo'er, who were standing to the side, wanted to laugh but felt it was inappropriate, and their faces turned ashen with suppressed laughter.
The little dumpling's face darkened. "Oh no..."
The chubby boy was in a dilemma. He scratched his round head in confusion. "Well, Ruan Ruan, if you really want to raise a child, it's not impossible. I can just go and earn money."
“I said no, I mean I can’t marry you, and I certainly won’t elope with you. You don’t want your parents, but I still want my brothers!” The little dumpling looked at the chubby boy with displeasure on her face. “Besides, I advise you to call your parents now and ask them to pick you up. Otherwise, if my brothers find out what you’ve said, they might beat you up.”
The chubby boy pouted, about to cry again.
The little dumpling's eyebrows furrowed into waves. "I hate boys who cry the most!"
The chubby boy quickly wiped away his tears, "Ruanruan, I don't like to cry, I never cry."
"Then call your dad now!" the little dumpling commanded in a cute but fierce manner.
The chubby boy hesitated for a moment, but reluctantly took out his phone from his bag and dialed, "Dad, I'm at Ruan Ruan's house, come pick me up!"
Qin Tao, who was already frantic, hung up the phone and rushed to the Su family.
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