1908: The Party Begins

The Party Begins

Wen Shan disappeared. She wanted to ask her Papa Nalan if the reason he did not want her to have a child was that he did not love her enough.2

This answer would prove to be heartbreaking.

Mo Fei looked at the door that was already closed. What did childbirth have to do with love?

There were so many DINK[1] families in the world. It could not be that it was all loveless between these families, could it?

Le Tian looked down at her sleeping son and decided not to comment on this matter. She had a child, but she did not necessarily love her child's father.

Their conversation ended on this topic. Mo Fei called Qian Yikun on the phone while he was driving back.

Qian Yikun put his Bluetooth earpiece on and answered Mo Fei's call.

"Hey, I wanna ask you something." Mo Fei went straight to the point.

Qian Yikun responded with a brief 'uh-huh', signaling her to start asking.

Mo Fei had always been a person who could not hold back any concerns, and she was not the kind of person who would resort to guessing wildly on her own. Therefore, she asked directly, "Do you really want children?"

"Why are you bringing this up again? Didn't we just talk about this?" Qian Yikun was obviously reluctant to talk about it.

"Qian Yikun, if I don't give birth for you, will you look for someone else?"

"What are you talking about in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping? Hurry up and get some rest," Qian Yikun scolded her in a low voice.

"Oh, my. Qian Yikun, are you scolding me?" Mo Fei sneered. It was obviously a warning.

Qian Yikun, "…"

"Don't cause trouble. I'm driving now. I don't want you to see the news of my death in a destroyed car later." Qian Yikun looked at the road in front of him. His voice was calm although tinged with some trouble-seeking mischief.

Mo Fei hung up the phone decisively. The last time Qian Yikun got into a car accident, it was because he quarreled with her. Although it was not serious, Mo Fei still remembered it.

Everyone thought that she did not care much about Qian Yikun, but she remembered everything about Qian Yikun. She just felt that there was no need for others to know.

However, she found it hard to accept this conflict on having children.

When Qian Yikun heard the tone on the phone that signified the end of the call, he smiled and turned off his Bluetooth.

When it came to children, it was better to take things slow.

At the Ding family's cocktail party, Mu Dong invited people who matched up to the status of the Ding family's influence.

However, the Ding family's first aunt, second aunt, and their families were all present. This gave Mo Fei a perfect understanding of what it meant to act invincible when one was shameless, especially her second aunt's family. They had been so unhappy with her last time, but they still came this time.

Eldest Aunt and Youngest Aunt were walking among the guests. Every action they made was like that of a well-bred young lady from a wealthy family. On the other hand, Mo Fei—in the gown that felt uncomfortable no matter how she wore it—struggled to change out of it several times, but Qian Yikun stopped her.

"I don't wanna wear this! It's so uncomfortable!" Mo Fei growled. Qian Yikun chose this cocktail gown for her. It had a fishtail design that choked Mo Fei uncomfortably with every step she took. On top of it was a slant shoulder tube top, which showed her figure wonderfully.

Qian Yikun held her hand and whispered into her ear, "It's good that you're not feeling good. Just wait until the party is over and you can go back and change your clothes."

Mo Fei, "…"

Was this old fox doing this on purpose? Was he afraid that she would cause trouble at the party?

Qian Yikun really did it on purpose. At least in this state, it would be difficult for her to do beat anyone up.

Ding Haonan, accompanied by his wife, went on stage and attracted everyone's attention

The party had just officially started.

[1] An acronym that stands for 'Dual Income, No Kids'. This refers to couples who choose not to have children even though they can afford it.

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