"When we have a second child in the future, if it's a daughter and you end up loving her more, I'll feel jealous too."

Zhan Yin responded warmly, "Even if we have a daughter, you'll always be first in my heart. I'll never love our children more than I love you."

"Our children will grow up and build lives of their own. Eventually, they'll leave us to create their own homes. But you, you'll be the one who stays with me as we grow old together."

"In my heart, Tongtong, you are the most important. No one can ever take your place."

Haitong smiled and said, "I'll wait and see if you keep your word once you actually have a daughter."

"Honey, in a few years, if our second child is also a boy, should we try for a third?"

Zhan Yin paused and said thoughtfully, "Let's not go for a third. Two children are enough. If the second one isn't a girl, we'll leave it at that."

"No matter how skilled the master is, he's not a god. He can still be wrong. There's no need to have three or four kids just because of his prediction."

"My aunt wanted a daughter so badly, she kept trying. After her third child, she had another son, then went for a fourth-and still had a boy. He was her ninth child."

Zhan Yin didn't want his beloved wife to endure multiple

little lonely, but two is perfect. Having both a son and a daughter would be ideal, but if not, we'll accept whatever

a daughter in generations. It's not

saying that, Haitong chuckled, "I've only just had my first baby and I'm still in confinement, yet here we

am a little disappointed the baby wasn't a girl." "Why couldn't I have twins-a boy

his son's

then wakes up crying

does make

little one, eat before you

the baby a soft pinch, waking him up just enough to resume

gave the little one a gentle pinch, waking him up

boy. Like you said,

only our first child-it's

pregnant, Zhan Yin had suspected

his aunt was having a little brother, Zhan Yin became even

did you buy so many princess

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