"Ruan Ruan's daily routine has always been regular, and this is the time for her to sleep," He Yanci said indifferently, crossing his long legs and clasping his hands in front of his legs.
"......" Song Yanhua felt as if she had been choked. She took a moment to catch her breath. "Yesterday, I met Wen Ruan's mother, Min Qing, at the mall. Regarding the things your father gave to Wen Ruan last time, Wen Ruan's mother doesn't seem to want to accept them. She also insinuated that we regard Wen Ruan as some kind of childbearing tool. What do you think of what she said?"
He Yanci propped his head with one hand and asked softly, "I think Mom is right. It hasn't been long since Ruan Ruan and I got married, and you've already started urging us to have children. Not to mention Mom, I don't feel comfortable hearing it either. Moreover, DINK families are quite common nowadays."