Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 842: How Many Do You Plan to Have?

Nangong Ran joked with a smile, "The Duke might turn into a call center agent today."

Gu Qibao instantly conjured up the image of Di Mingjue as a call center agent and couldn’t help but shudder.

The two joked all the way to the parking garage, where there was little cell phone signal, and Di Mingjue’s phone finally quieted for a while.

Di Mingjue, of course, rode in the same car as Gu Qibao. Lan Feng didn’t drive, so it was only Nangong Ran who had to give him a lift.

Nangong Ran returned the phone to Gu Qibao, and Di Mingjue naturally took it over, turning it off immediately.

Gu Qibao stuck out her tongue, feeling that Nangong Ran and Di Mingjue were really a bit too anxious!

How much radiation could a cellphone actually emit? Could you really not use a cellphone when pregnant?

No way, if that were the case, it would be such a trap; she would die of boredom!

However, at that moment, Gu Qibao did not argue with them. Sweetly linking arms with Di Mingjue, she waved lingeringly as she bid farewell to Nangong Ran.

"Let’s go." Di Mingjue took her hand, personally closed the car door for her, and carefully protected her head as she sat down before he closed the door and returned to the driver’s seat to buckle her in.

Gu Qibao smiled and before she could speak, Di Mingjue’s broad, beautiful palm gently rested on her abdomen, his deep gaze softening slightly as it focused on her belly.

He tenderly caressed her still flat belly, his sensuous, rosy lips curling into a gentle smile as he spoke softly, "Good son, we are going home now."

Gu Qibao’s face flushed, and she suddenly felt embarrassed, stuttering, "Why a son? What if it’s a daughter?"

"A daughter would be even better." Di Mingjue looked at her with a smile and couldn’t resist kissing her rosy lips lightly, saying, "I prefer a daughter."

"Really?" Gu Qibao looked at him.

"Of course." Di Mingjue gently nicked her nose, "As long as it’s with you, whether it’s a son or a daughter, they are all the same to me."

Looking at his exceptionally handsome face, Gu Qibao felt overwhelmingly sweet inside and nodded in agreement, "Me too."

"Good girl." Di Mingjue patted her head, started the car, and added, "Whether sons or daughters, we will have many."

Gu Qibao was flabbergasted. My God, many!

"How many do you plan to have?" Gu Qibao asked cautiously. Honestly, the Di family had a large inheritance, but seriously if they were to have many, it scared her a bit!

The key point was, damn, she still felt a bit dizzy and clueless about the first one; but the thought of giving birth made her inexplicably a bit fearful.

"How many do you want to have?" Di Mingjue looked at her, completely amiable and agreeing to whatever she decided.

Gu Qibao blinked, "I don’t know, but I think we should just get through this one first, and besides, I’m still a bit scared."

"Don’t be scared." Di Mingjue held her hand firmly, fingers interlocked firmly, and said gravely, "Gu Xiaoqi, you don’t need to feel any psychological burden. You can freely be capricious, throw tantrums, do whatever you want without overthinking. You can decide what you want to eat, how you want to rest, and how to plan everything on your own.

Apart from some fundamental restrictions, things a pregnant woman shouldn’t do, you can do whatever you want otherwise."

"Really?" Gu Qibao raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised at his statement.