Chapter 223: Do You Want Me to Give You a Grandchild?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yan Qingsi chortled and quickly put down her spoon. She did not want to choke.

Yue Tingfeng lifted his chin in pride, seemingly trying to show that he was not one to s.h.i.+rk from a challenge and that he was a man of his word.

Mrs. Yue was stunned. What did you say? Is something wrong with your brain?

Yes, there is. Its burnt up, Yue Tingfeng said with a scowl. Burnt up by the flames of l.u.s.t.

Yan Qingsi turned to Mrs. Yue and said, Aunty, theres nothing wrong with his brain. Its his kidney thats the problem. You better buy him something to help with his erection.

Yue Tingfengs face darkened yet again, sniping, Yan Qingsi, bear in mind that whatever you say today, I will never forget.

Yan Qingsi took another sip of her porridge and tutted, Cant you let me tell the truth? Im only talking based on your performance. Its a conclusion made from real-world experience.

Bullsh*t! Theres nothing wrong with my son, Mrs. Yue shouted in anger.

Is there, Son? she continued nervously.

She was obviously not sure of the answer. There was an element of anxiety in her eyes, and her tone showed the insecurities deep in her heart.

Yue Tingfeng felt like he was going to go mad from the two women bickering and thought to himself, Mum, can you just not talk anymore? Im not even asking for your help, Im just asking that you dont drag your son back while hes on his quest for greatness. Is that so difficult?

Yue Tingfeng hissed through gritted teeth, Of course not, Mum! Do you actually believe her c.r.a.p?

What do you mean c.r.a.p? Did you think my miscarriage was fake? Dont be afraid to see the doctor, young man. If you dont consult one now, things are only going to get worse later. You know youre the only heir to the family right?

Mrs. Yue was starting to get anxious. Its true that he doesnt have any children yet, she thought to herself.

With a worried look on her face, Mrs. Yue started, Son, do you do you think you should

Yue Tingfeng cut off his mother mid-sentence. Mum, I beg you. Please just go shopping, get some facial sessions in, go play cards with your friends, or have some high tea. The rest of my issues, you dont have to worry. Your IQ cant keep up, so dont get worked up about it.

Yue Tingfeng just felt tiredvery tired.

His own mother So easily duped by Yan Qingsi again and again.

She believed Yan Qingsi had a miscarriage and even believed that he had premature e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n. He wondered how many times had she been duped by people outside.

Mrs. Yue harrumphed. Whose IQ are you saying cant keep up? If my IQ couldnt keep up, where did you get all your IQ from? Im your mother. Cant I be worried about you?

Yue Tingfeng heaved a tired sigh before saying, Mum, if I really had a problem, how would she have gotten pregnant?

Yan Qingsi raised her hand to interject. Because my body is very fertile, I can get pregnant very easily.

Turning towards Mrs. Yue, she teased her even further. Aunty, do you want me to give birth to a little grandchild for your family first? In case your son you know.

Mrs. Yue gritted her teeth. Her lips were twitching as if she was going to say something.

Yue Tingfeng had his face in his palm. My goodness, shes actually giving it serious thought, he thought to himself, This kind of unreliable c.r.a.p, shes obviously lying, come on mum

Yue Tingfeng slammed on the table, taking Yan Qingsi and Mrs. Yue by surprise.

Everyone just shut your mouth. If anyone talks about this again, things are going to get ugly. Yue Tingfeng has had enough. Mum, its midnight already. Arent you afraid your face is going to look bad in the morning?

Mrs. Yues hands instinctively went to her face and said, Of course Im afraid But Im also afraid of my grandchild

Yue Tingfeng pointed upstairs and ordered, Go to sleep. Now.