Hearing what An Muyun said, Ye Feifei finally understood what she cared about. She smiled and explained: "No, no one will carry the burden for you. You have not dragged anyone down. Everyone's work is mutual.
Coordination. If you can't do that job, someone else will still do it. So don't worry, we will help you arrange everything. You just need to be a good mother-to-be."
"Yes, wife, you are still worried about me. Your husband and I are not a waste. We can discuss many things, do you understand?" Qiao Mosheng immediately added.
Finally, An Muyun felt a little relieved. She nodded and said, "Actually, I'm pregnant. I don't want to let her go. After all, this is someone's plan. It shows that he is very much looking forward to having a child."
"Of course, I just want to have a child with my wife. I have already thought of the name of the child. If it is a boy, it will be called Qiao Fugui. If it is a girl, it will be called Qiao Mingzhu. What do you think?"
Hearing this, An Muyun felt bad. He looked at Qiao Mosheng and asked, "Are you serious about your name?"
"Of course I am serious. I think our child deserves the best name, don't you think?" Qiao Mosheng asked.
An Muyun's lips twitched slightly, "The best name? Tell me, what's so good about the name Fugui? It sounds like someone else's dog, do you know that?"
Really, Mingzhu could bear it, but the name Fugui really couldn't bear it. Qiao Mosheng seemed quite reliable, so why was the name so unreliable?
Why did she fall in love with this man in the first place?
"The world is full of flowers of wealth, isn't it great? Why does it sound like the name of a dog? I hope our children can be healthy and happy. Is there anything wrong with this?" Qiao Mosheng asked An Muyun in confusion.
He didn't understand. He had been thinking about this name for three months and thought they were good. Why was An Muyun not satisfied? Was the way he opened it wrong?
"Honey, why don't you think again? My name is of great significance." Qiao Mosheng tentatively discussed.
"I can't think about it anymore. I don't want a name like Fugui. If you want me to give you a child, give it a new name. Your own name is so nice, why should our child be called Fugui! I don't like it, I really, really don't like it.
I like this name, do you know?" An Muyun was also about to explode.
Seeing this, Qiao Mosheng quickly turned back to look at Xiao Zichen.
At this moment, Xiao Zichen gave him a look and let him experience it for himself.
Qiao Mosheng narrowed his eyes, thinking that the best solution at this moment was not to argue with his wife, but to kneel on the ground immediately.
So after a plop, Qiao Mosheng knelt down in front of An Muyun and shouted: "Honey, I was wrong, don't be angry, I promise not to use this name again in the future. You decide the famous man of our child.
I’ll listen to everything you say, okay.”
This perfect attitude of admitting mistakes really touched An Muyun. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, there are so many people around you. If you don't feel embarrassed, I still feel embarrassed. Please stand up quickly, you know."
"I don't feel ashamed for my wife. As long as you are not angry, wife, and as long as you are willing to keep this child, I will do anything." Qiao Mo smiled flatteringly, as if wagging his tail.
An Muyun had no choice but to say: "Didn't I just say that I will bear the child for you? You really mean it."