Thinking about her mom’s past with Qiao Sheng now, Qiaoxu felt so regret and was also sowhat relieved that she hadn’t blindly jumped in to matchmake Professor Ming with her mom.
Her high spirits instantly withered.
Leaning her face sideways against Lu Moqing’s chest, she sighed deeply and said, "I was too anxious. Whatever decision she needs to make, whether it’s right or wrong, it should be her own choice."
Lu Moqing felt the sudden drop in her mood and knew it was because she was thinking about Qiao Sheng’s past. Naturally, he also thought about the first ti he t her as a child and couldn’t help but feel a bit distressed
He hugged her tightly and comforted her in a soft voice:
"Don’t worry too much. Look at your mom now, she is living a fulfilling life on her own. If Professor Ming is truly her destiny, the two of them will eventually co together. If not, we can’t force it, can we?"
Qiaoxu nodded quietly in his arms.
She understood the logic, but emotions were another matter.
Although her mom has been doing well on her own, wouldn’t it be better to have soone else dote on and cherish her like a daughter?
Qiaoxu, of course, still hoped that Professor Ming could end up with her mom, but she was no longer as anxious as she initially was.
However, she still said, "If mom could end up with Professor Ming and give birth to a younger brother or sister for , that would be even better."
Lu Moqing: "..."
She was really thinking far ahead.
However, because he had just experienced his wife’s low mood, Lu Moqing resolutely refrained from pouring cold water on her and instead said:
"Then I’ll wait for the day I have a younger sister-in-law or brother-in-law."
Qiaoxu laughed at his words, and her previously heavy mood instantly lightened up a lot.
Lu Moqing suddenly squinted at her, the glint in his eyes gradually erging.
"I’m not in a hurry for my mother-in-law to give a younger sister or brother, but we should hurry up and have a daughter."
Qiaoxu saw him suddenly pulling her collar forcefully, and the next second, she quickly stopped him.
"No! You forgot I said it’s not convenient for these days."
Lu Moqing: "..."
He lay down beside her, sowhat discouraged, and complained, "I’ll have to calculate how many tis you owe for these days."
Qiaoxu: "..."
"Going by seven tis a night, that’s 35 tis in just five days."
Qiaoxu: "..."
"In two days, I want to make up for all of it."
Qiaoxu: "..."
His wife had completely neglected his birthday and it was already depressing enough, but now his wife was in front of him and yet off limits, making Lu Moqing even more frustrated.
Looking up at the wall clock, in half an hour or so, today’s coming to an end.
His wife still hadn’t rembered his birthday at all.
Lu Moqing was more and more depressed, but he didn’t want to be angry at his wife. He could only sulkily hold Qiaoxu and say:
"It’s really late. Let’s sleep."
"Okay."
Qiaoxu responded softly, curling up in his arms, and closed her eyes to sleep.
Lu Moqing glanced at her and noticed her face, bending down to kiss her forehead before turning off the bedside lamp.
Ti passed minute by minute, and after an unknown while, Lu Moqing gradually grew sleepy as well.
As his eyes began to close, he felt his wife suddenly grasp his hand, and in the dark, Qiaoxu’s low voice said, "Island Master?"
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