"What's wrong, mute?"

After some thought, Chen Weiwei bit down on his lips and decided to give up his Beitang Ice. Who asked him to waste his nutrition and infuriate his!?

"Beitang Bing drove me back with you last night. We were together, and he came back late too. Mom, you can't be biased towards him. You have to treat him equally."

Zhou Ling opened her eyes wide, looking extremely uncomfortable. "Can you two be that year?" Is it easy for him to be busy with so many things in one day? "It's not just for your family. Not only did you not share his burden, you even said that to him behind her back …"

"What?" "Mom, you can't say that. He works while I'm at work, and the money he spends on snacks is also mine. I'm also working hard, and I'm still in that kind of place at such a late hour. Isn't he going to work? Isn't he carefree and happy …"

The more she said, the softer she got. She swallowed the rest of her words because she saw that Zhou Ling's face was getting darker. If she continued, the sky might collapse.

"Mom, please sit. I'll go make breakfast first."

She wanted to change the topic with a smile on her face, so she took the opportunity to slip away and heard Zhou Ling angrily say, "We have been married for more than half a year and there is no reaction at all from her stomach. Her eloquence has increased, but no one can beat you."

Chen Weiwei's back and legs were stuck, and his nails dug into the meat. He bit his lips, and then Zhou Ling blurted out, "So many famous girls, I don't know how my son fell for you."

"Mom," Chen Weiwei turned his head and smiled proudly, "I like him."

It was she who fell in love with him from the very first moment she saw him. She had been circling around him for seven years, looking at the girls by his side. He was still as handsome as ever. Seven years had passed, and he was still in his heart. Now, he had finally become her wife.

"I suppose so." Zhou Ling shook her head in pity. "Otherwise …"

"It's good morning, everyone. Why are the mother-in-law duo chatting so happily?"

His hoarse and magnetic voice carried along with it the sound of footsteps as he slowly descended the stairs. Chen Weiwei raised his head and saw that Beitang Bing was still wearing his black silk pajamas with a loose belt. He casually scratched his short hair.

Chen Weiwei's heart was filled with joy. What a monster. No matter how long they were married, this face of hers would always enchant her until she was dizzy.

Beitang Bing walked down the stairs and smiled as he walked in front of Zhou Ling. He put his arm around Zhou Ling's shoulders, "Come on, smile. You won't look good with such a beautiful face."

He gave her a kiss on the cheek and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "Beauty Zhou, the North Master has only been overseas for a few days and he already has an endocrine disorder?"

"What are you talking about!" Zhou Ling embarrassedly touched her own face and glanced at Chen Weiwei, complaining, "I'm trying to teach your wife. We've been married for more than half a year and I haven't been able to relax her even once. "That's fine, you guys have been married for so long already, and there's no sign of a grandson either. How infuriating."

"Beauty Zhou." Beitang Bing put his chin on his shoulder and put his arm around his shoulders, "Didn't I say that this has nothing to do with my wife? It's that I don't want children, and we still want to enjoy our two people's world. When we want, we do."

Zhou Ling patted his hand and turned around, becoming even angrier, "You only know to speak up for your wife. Do you think it's easy for me to pull you up like this? With your elbows turned outwards, she's always angered me, making me so angry!"

Beitang Bing frowned, pursed his lips, patted her back and comforted her, "Alright, why do you have to fight over a creature that you've lived for more than 20 years that doesn't even exist on Earth? Why don't you save your brain cells to work with Aunty Han! "Screech ~ ~" "Look, what's this? Beautiful Zhou, don't tell me you have pimples …"

"It can't be, where is it?"

"Come here, take a look …"

Beitang Bing quickly changed the topic and pulled Zhou Ling to look at herself in the mirror. She turned around and winked at Chen Weiwei, and then followed Zhou Ling to the mirror with a beautiful smile.

Chen Weiwei did not feel happy at all, nor did he feel grateful at all. Having no children was not something that he could decide on himself.