C8 (2/2)

”Dad, what about this satisfaction of yours? Appearance? Bed technique? Or is it her figure? ”

Even though they were father and son, Zhuo WeiTing didn't hold back at all. The father and son duo chatted about women as if they were brothers.

”Cough, this child, why are you so direct with your words?”

Zhuo Minghui coughed awkwardly.

”Alright, I'll be more reserved. I won't comment on anything else. You chose the person, so you should know what to do. I just need to make sure that she is pregnant with our Zhuo family's child. I don't care about anything else.”

Zhuo Weitang shrugged and pretended not to care.

After work, Zhuo WeiTing dawdled in his office for an hour before returning.

After eating lunch, Zi Yan slept all the way until the evening before waking up.

He had just woken up, but before he could change his clothes, he heard someone knocking on his door.

”Sister Gui, is there something you need?”

Zi Yan asked in confusion when she opened the door and saw her.

”Young Mistress, it's time for dinner. Master is already back.”

”Oh, I'll be right down.”

In fact, she was feeling extremely uneasy in her heart.

After Aunt Gui left, Zi Yan became even more flustered. She was a little scared, she didn't know much about the Zhuo Family, but from the looks of the noon, she didn't seem to have seen her mother-in-law. Could it be that the Zhuo Family only had two men?

Zi Yan shook her head and took out a simpler looking household uniform from the wardrobe and prepared to change.

As soon as he took off his pajamas, the door was pushed open.

Ah!