Seeing Shen Fanxing standing at the staircase, she greeted her with a smile, “Good morning, Madam.”
“Good morning.”
Shen Fanxing replied before Yu Song instructed the two of them to carry the leather sofa out…
“Sigh…” Shen Fanxing reached out to stop her. Then, two other people carried a brand new sofa in.
Her eyes darted around before she pursed her lips.
She shouldn’t have said that.
At this moment, Bo Jinchuan had already walked to her side. He wrapped his arm around her waist and inched closer to her. There was a faint smile in his voice.
“Is there anything else you’re not satisfied with?”
Shen Fanxing pointed at the door and asked, “What do you plan to do with the sofa?”
“I threw it away.”
Shen Fanxing frowned and said, “What a pity.”
Bo Jinchuan stroked her fluffy hair and said, “We don’t lack the money to buy a sofa, Madam Bo.”
“Not lacking money is different from wasting it.”
Shen Fanxing paused before continuing, “Put that sofa in our bedroom.”
Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”
“In case you can’t help but touch me in the future, you have a place to calm down.”
Bo Jinchuan was speechless.
Did this mean that if he couldn’t help but want her, the sofa would become his exclusive corner for him to reflect on himself and extinguish his desires?
Bo Jinchuan’s face darkened. “Shen Fanxing, you’ve been too much to me recently. You need to reflect on yourself.”
Shen Fanxing stroked her flat stomach and smiled.
“Who asked us to have these two babies?”
Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze to her stomach and his eyes narrowed.
These two… brats!
Sensing his sinister gaze, Shen Fanxing clutched her stomach and stared at him warily.
“What are you thinking?”
Bo Jinchuan shifted his gaze from her stomach to her face.
After a long while, he said slowly,
“You’re my wife. Do you know that?”
Shen Fanxing blinked and said, “I know. What are you trying to say?”
Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips and pointed at her stomach. “That’s why it was an accident. You don’t have to care about accidents.”
Shen Fanxing was speechless.
Why did she have the illusion that her baby was born without fatherly love?
At the thought of her two babies sitting on the bed with their eyes wide open, waiting for their father to hug them innocently, she suddenly felt bitter.
“Don’t you… love them?”
At the thought of the pitiful scene, Shen Fanxing sounded aggrieved.
How could her babies not have fatherly love?
Bo Jinchuan looked at Shen Fanxing’s aggrieved face and bent down to kiss her. His deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ears.
“I love you more.”
Shen Fanxing’s eyes flickered and she couldn’t hide her smile.
Bo Jinchuan grabbed Shen Fanxing’s hand.
“Yes?”
“Didn’t you say you were sleepy? I’ll bring you up to sleep.”
“Oh… then can you share some love with the babies?”
“I can’t.”
“… But I will definitely love them very much.”
“You can’t either.” The man’s voice deepened.
“What do you mean?”
Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips and took a deep breath. He bent down and pulled her into his embrace before carrying her into the bedroom.
“You can only love me.”
Shen Fanxing shook her head without hesitation and said, “You don’t love them anymore. I want to love them twice as much and give them your share.”
Bo Jinchuan’s expression stiffened. This woman…
