An Jing: "..." Are you treating your wife like a pig, or do you just see yourself as one?
Xiao Changyi, treating Gong Juechen as if he didn’t exist, carried on holding the little An Yiyun in his arms.
Meng Zhuqing fell silent for a moment before speaking up, "Gong Juechen, head north to the county."
Gong Juechen immediately looked puzzled, "What for, heading north to the county?"
Meng Zhuqing said, "There’s a pig farm there, with many pigs. As long as you pay, you can buy yourself a wife."
An Jing: "..." I didn’t realize it, Meng Zhuqing, but you can actually be so ’humorous’!
Xiao Changyi, as if Meng Zhuqing did not exist, continued to carry the child.
When it comes to shamelessness, no one can outdo Gong Juechen!
Gong Juechen also stayed silent for a moment, then slapped Meng Zhuqing’s shoulder with a grin, "Zhuzhu, you really have some heavy taste there, honestly unexpected."
Without waiting for Meng Zhuqing to speak, Gong Juechen nodded to himself as if he had an epiphany, "That’s right, with your looks, it’s no surprise you’d want to live with a pig for life, since no girl could fancy you."
"...!!!!!" Meng Zhuqing’s eyes instantly bulged wide open. I was clearly talking about you wanting to live with a pig!
Without giving Meng Zhuqing a chance to speak, Gong Juechen patted his shoulder in a consoling and sympathetic manner, "Zhuzhu, don’t be sad. I know you don’t have the money to buy a pig wife, but I do. I’ll go buy you two tomorrow, so you can cuddle with one on each side every night, and sleep with a wife. You don’t even have to pay me back, I’m that generous, right? You don’t have to say it—I already know I am!"
Just as Meng Zhuqing uttered a word, Gong Juechen cheerfully cut him off, "No worries, no need to thank me, you really don’t have to thank me. Your sister-in-law is married to my brother, we’re family, after all, and I should help you out."
"Who—" wants to thank you?
Meng Zhuqing again managed only one word before Gong Juechen interrupted with a chuckle, "I know no one fancies you, no need to remind me. Even if you’re not sad yourself, it still breaks my heart to hear it. Lanlan is so handsome, how come you just... sigh... let’s not talk about it anymore, it’s not like you chose to be this way..."
Meng Zhuqing’s shoulders slumped as he decided to remain silent. He wasn’t as shameless or eloquent as this man, and at this moment, he truly regretted impulsively mentioning that pig farm.
He was clearly trying to mock the guy...
The tables were turned on him completely...
Seeing Meng Zhuqing’s utterly depressed expression, An Jing couldn’t help but laugh, yet she still spoke up for Meng Zhuqing, "Gong Juechen, stop picking on him all the time, or you might get another slap on the back of your head from your brother-in-law."
Gong Juechen shook his head at once, "No, no, no, Lanlan hasn’t hit Zhuzhu for a long time. If he knows I’ve been picking on Zhuzhu, and Zhuzhu is very depressed, he will definitely come with Se Se to hit him again, which would only make him happier. You know, he’s always loathed his own looks as well as Zhuzhu’s."
An Jing: "..." What you’ve said is correct, I find myself at a loss for words.
Meng Zhuqing silently turned away, sitting with his back to An Jing and Gong Juechen, his figure somewhat forlorn.
An Jing, looking at that desolate figure, couldn’t help blurting out, "Meng Zhuqing, you really are an indestructible Xiaoqiang."