Ningyan listened to Lord Zhuo's words and was amused by his jealousy.
She suddenly thought of something important, "Honey, how about I go to work after we get back? That way, you can see me at the office during the day, and I can join you for lunch."
Zhuo Junyue pondered for a moment and thought it was a good idea.
Now that even An An is in elementary school, the three pregnant ladies can distract the little ones.
Besides, Shuang'er and the others will naturally receive the best care, and the little ones, in reality, don't help much besides chatting.
"Alright, let me think about it carefully."
Ningyan wrapped her arms around his neck, like a cat trying to please him.
"Thank you, honey, I knew you were the best, I love you the most."
Zhuo Junyue felt that saying 'thank you' was not practical.
And he was always someone who valued practical matters.
He didn't want to see any scenery now, he just wanted to pin her beneath him.
