"Really?" Bright Sampton sounded genuinely disappointed, "But I think what mom said makes sense. You and brother-in-law have been married for many years now, and you both are getting old. Aren’t you planning on having a child?"
"Hold on, Bright Sampton, I need to correct you there," Jane Sampson said emphatically, "I’m not old! Jas Black is old, I’m still young, like a pretty little fairy!"
"..." Bright Sampton coughed twice, thought about it, then asked, "Isn’t brother-in-law sitting across from you at this ti?"
Bright Sampton figured that he wasn’t, right? Otherwise, where would Jane get the courage to call President Black old to his face?
!!!
Jane’s hand holding the mobile phone shook slightly!
Dood! Completely dood!
A mont of candor brings a lifeti of regret!
Jane sneakily, quietly lifted her eyes to glance at the man sitting across, and sure enough, Jas Black was staring at her, his expression...
His face dark as a debt collector’s.
Jane’s heart skipped a beat. Did she just refer to Jas Black by his full na as old?
Or did she not ntion his na?
"Sis, my brother-in-law is sitting next to you, right?" As soon as Jane went silent, Bright guessed the situation over there.
"Yeah." Jane said with a tone of sheer sadness and despair, "Bright Sampton, did you do this on purpose to trap ?"
"How could I? I’m just urging you to give a nephew," Bright replied with a chuckle, "Mom brainwashed today, and I think she’s right. It’s ti for you and brother-in-law to have a child. I’ve saved quite a bit of pocket money and already thought about what pretty little clothes to buy for my nephew."
"I’m not having one! I wouldn’t have a child with Jas Black even if he were the last man on earth!" Jane huffed with a petulant look on her face.
"Sis, I salute you as a true man." If Jane could say that in front of Jas, it seed she was ready to et her maker.
"He was still complaining about being annoying yesterday! Said that with being like this, any child I’d have would definitely be more troubleso!" Jane complained to Bright, "Troubleso? Am I that kind of person?"
"Monkey King of Sampton, you are," Bright roared with laughter over the phone, teasingly saying, "My dear sister, I wish you good fertility, hanging up now, bye."
Bright chuckled and hung up the phone. Jane listened to his well-wishing and huffed, as good fortune clearly had nothing to do with her, given Jas’s frowning face.
Next ti Bright cos here, she’ll have to prepare a whole table of delicious food, and then let him watch as she eats!
Listening to the buzzing sound, Jane slowly put down the phone, resisting the urge to look at Jas’s face, pretending to eat the chicken wings in her bowl with great interest.
"Jane Sampson." Jas waited until Jane had finished the call and seeing that she wasn’t about to explain herself, his expression grew even darker.
After calling the woman across from him by her full na and waiting half a day, all he got from Jane was a muffled acknowledgnt.
After a few seconds of silence, Jas spoke in a particularly serious tone, earnestly saying to Jane, "I think it’s good for children to be a little boisterous. When they’re young, it’s natural for them to be lively."
Jas picked up another half of the chicken wing from the vegetable plate with his chopsticks and placed it in Jane’s bowl. He then continued, looking at Jane who hadn’t lifted her head, "So, you misunderstood . I didn’t mind you being lively, nor would I mind our child being boisterous."
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