Nan Mufeng thought it made sense.
Shen Yu and Luo Yan are people who know what's right and wrong. They've risked their lives for them countless times. Not to mention a jade bracelet, whatever Nan Mufeng has, if they want it, he can give it to them.
At this moment, Little Pumpkin ran in and saw the jade bracelet on Jian Xi's hand, and was very surprised: "Wow, such a beautiful bracelet!"
"Beautiful, isn't it? It's for your future little wife." Jian Xi teased Little Pumpkin.
Little Pumpkin raised his little face and asked curiously, "Mommy, do I have a wife?"
"Yes, she's in your Aunt Luo's belly." Nan Mufeng reached out to rub his son's head, making his beautiful curly hair as messy as a bird's nest.
Jian Xi couldn't stand it and slapped his hand away: "Son, tomorrow we will go to your Aunt Luo's house to play."
"To see my little wife?"
"Exactly!"
"But..." Little Pumpkin furrowed his brows, his little face particularly serious, "Shouldn't I choose my own wife?"
