As soon as Situ Yu finished speaking, Su Xinlei immediately raised her eyelids with sharp eyes: "Husband, do you really want to have a son?"
Situ Yu met her eyes, wondering: "Honey, you look like you are doubting me no matter how you look at me?"
Su Xinlei asked calmly: "What do I doubt about you?"
"If you doubt my words, do you think I want to have a son?"
It was undeniable that Situ Yu could see through her thoughts. He had always been able to see through her thoughts anytime and anywhere, so she had a strong feeling that she was naked in front of him and had no place to escape.
Now that she was seen through, she put her idea on the table and asked with a serious face: "Don't you have this idea?"
Situ Yu's eyes instantly became deep, and Su Xinlei was stunned waiting for his answer.
After a long time, his low and hoarse voice came: "What would you do if I had this idea?"
Su Xinlei immediately smiled: "It's not going to happen? It's just that I want to know what you think."
In fact, she said in her heart, if you really have this idea, then you have to find someone to use as a production tool.
Situ Yu sighed: "To be honest, I do want to have a son, but if you don't want to have a son, I won't force you."
Su Xinlei frowned: "Didn't you stay in the United States for a few years? Why are you still so feudal in your thinking?"
She didn't expect that Situ Yu also had this kind of patriarchal mentality. If she really didn't give birth to a son in the future, would he want her to keep having children? Although he said just now that he wouldn't force her, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't in the future.
Change of opinion.
Situ Yu raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "Wife, don't you realize that our son and daughter are very happy?"
"Although you say this, what you just said has fully demonstrated that you retain China's thousands of years of deep-rooted feudal ideas." Su Xinlei looked disappointed.
After listening to her words, Situ Yu was surprised to realize that this topic seemed to affect her thoughts about him, and immediately explained: "Honey, why do I have feudal thoughts? Didn't I just say that my son is like my mother? I just want to see him.
A smaller version of you, with a son and a daughter, this is normal, there is no guarantee that I will have a son."
Su Xinlei frowned again: "That's not the meaning of what you just said."
"Then what do you think I am?"
"You mean you want to have a son to carry on the family line."
Situ Yu was startled for a moment, then said: "Honey, did I say that I wanted a son to carry on the family line?"
Su Xinlei was stunned by the question. He really didn't say anything, but his meaning was implicitly revealing such a profound meaning, so he said: "Although he didn't say it explicitly, his words revealed such a thought."
"I am more wronged than Dou E."
Su Xinlei was stunned and said in disbelief: "Don't you have such an idea?"
Situ Yu shouted: "I just want you to have more children. It doesn't matter whether you are male or female. If you have children, you will not leave me."
At the same time, he showed a look of helplessness. Looking at his expression, Su Xinlei suddenly felt guilty. It turned out that he wanted to use the child to accompany her. In fact, if he didn't do this, she would not leave him. How could she be willing to leave him?
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Thinking of this, a burst of emotion surged into my heart, and I hugged him back: "I will never leave you and let you go and be happy."
"This is what you said." Situ Yu also hugged her tightly.
"Of course, but we will only have two children, regardless of whether there are only two boys or girls. This is in line with the national conditions." She looked at it with her eyes.
Situ Yu smiled: "Okay, whatever you say will be whatever it is."
She breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have the idea of favoring boys over girls. At the same time, she felt in her heart that he transferred the property to her name just to keep her company, and so did the children. All of this showed that he was
I really love her, how lucky I am!
Her hand couldn't help but touch her belly. At this moment, she also hoped to have a son and a daughter...
Quietly, in the blink of an eye, Su Xinlei arrived at Su Xinlei's fashion show. This was her first fashion show in her life at the Grand Theater. She was backstage, her palms sweating nervously, standing in front of the models, checking the fashions on each model.
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Situ Yu couldn't help but comfort him: "Baby, don't be nervous. Everything will go smoothly. Drink some red date tea first."
Su Xinlei waved her hand towards him: "You stay aside for now, I'm busy."
After he finished speaking, his eyes stopped on the models. He had no choice but to step aside and watch her work. The models dropped their glasses in surprise at Situ Yu's thoughtfulness. There were rumors that Situ Yu pursued his abandoned ex-wife.
Moreover, she spent a lot of money pursuing her, all with the mentality of spreading lies. But now when I saw her, I realized that everything was true, and she was even more enviable than the rumors. She was just as caring as a husband towards his wife.
At this time, Qiao Ying walked out wearing the fashion Su Xinlei designated her to wear. She wore smoky makeup that matched the fashion, making her look stunning.
When she saw Situ Yu holding a Starbucks cup and watching a certain woman from the side, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile in a joke.
"Oh, I didn't expect President Situ to be so considerate of Xinlei. Leilei, the suffering you have suffered in the past cannot be in vain."
The implication was that he was aggrieved for Su Xinlei. Situ Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Qiao Ying, I remember you still owe me a kick?"
"Oh, I stepped on that kick for Leilei." Qiao Ying smiled nonchalantly.
At this time, the host's voice came from the front of the stage. The fashion show had already begun. Su Xinlei interrupted the conversation between the two anxiously: "Okay, the time has come. Everyone, are you ready?"
The models came back to their senses from the conversation between the two and responded: "Ready."
"Okay, then get in line. As soon as the host's voice falls, everyone will step in one by one."
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The models appeared in the order of rehearsal, and each model interpreted the essence of fashion with their understanding.
Su Xinlei was backstage, her heart hanging in the air. Every time she heard the warm applause from the front, she would breathe a sigh of relief and finally smile.
"Yingying, it's your turn." Su Xinlei said to Qiao Ying standing aside.
At this moment, Qiao Ying was also very nervous. She had never walked on the stage, but this time Su Xinlei asked her to do it. She was really worried that she would mess up, so she took a deep breath and nodded to her.
"Don't be nervous, you can do it." Su Xinlei made a cheering gesture towards her.
She gave Su Xinlei a bright smile, and followed the host's voice as she walked to the front of the stage. Qiao Ying had three sets of fashions, and after the show, she needed to go backstage to change.
She was extremely attentive in every step she took, with a vague smile on her face as she looked at the audience. A professional model's face is usually stiff, but at this moment she breaks the characteristics of a model, which is refreshing, especially