"What request from Ziyi can’t be agreed to?" Ye Wanwan didn’t catch on for a moment, her face full of confusion as she stared blankly at Shen Yi.
Shen Yi paused silently for a moment before continuing, "Of course, it means we can’t marry our daughter off to Song Ziyi’s son!"
He would raise his daughter himself and support her for a lifetime!
She definitely wouldn’t marry off to Song Ziyi’s son!
It seemed to be true what they say about being foolish for three years after a pregnancy. Ye Wanwan didn’t catch on at first, but after Shen Yi explained, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
After laughing, Ye Wanwan said, "The baby hasn’t even been born yet, how do you know it’s a daughter?"
Shen Yi’s brows furrowed slightly, his expression turning somewhat serious, "I’m talking about just in case, just in case it’s a daughter, you can’t agree to Song Ziyi’s unreasonable demand."
"But Qiuqiu is also very cute," Ye Wanwan laughed, "Qiuqiu" being the nickname of Song Ziyi’s son.
Shen Yi frowned and remained silent, but his expression made his stance clear.
No matter how good other people’s children are, in the eyes of a doting father, they will never be good enough for his precious daughter.
Seeing Shen Yi so serious, Ye Wanwan couldn’t help but burst into laughter again, "When Ziyi was pregnant, she talked about marrying her daughter off to Zhouzhou, and Ji Yunting was almost furious. Can you understand his feelings now?"
Shen Yi wanted to say he very much understood, but then he thought Zhouzhou was so good; was it really a loss for Song Ziyi’s daughter to marry Zhouzhou?
At this very moment, Shen Yi was a walking example of a double standard. In any case, whether it was a son or a daughter, he believed they were the best kids in the world.
Song Ziyi had a natural birth, so she didn’t stay in the hospital for long before going home for her postnatal period.
The Ji Family had been anxiously waiting for Ji Yunting to get married and then for him to have children. Although this generation didn’t adhere to the preference for boys over girls, the elders in the family like grandfathers and grandmothers still harbored a traditional preference for boys.
Thus, Song Ziyi’s son was a rare treasure, pampered and cared for by the whole family, relieving Song Ziyi from all worries.
The only trouble was the initial discomfort from engorged breasts, which Ji Yunting sympathetically resolved by letting the little one switch to formula, advocating that boys should be raised tough.
Song Ziyi had always been convinced she would have a daughter, hence all the girly items she had purchased, which were now useless. She said she’d give them all to her future daughter-in-law.
Ye Wanwan found this both amusing and exasperating, but still accepted the items Song Ziyi sent.
When Shen Yi finished his work and came downstairs, he saw Ye Wanwan organizing the items in the living room and said with concern, "You’re almost due, you should be more careful."
Looking up at Shen Yi, Ye Wanwan teased him, "These are all from Ziyi, sent over for my future daughter-in-law."
Upon hearing these words, Shen Yi’s face immediately showed his discomfort. Even though he knew Ye Wanwan was saying it on purpose, he still felt unhappy.
Seeing the reluctant expression on Shen Yi’s face, Ye Wanwan couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
Shen Yi, seeing her so joyous, felt a bit helpless, "Alright, stop laughing."
While speaking, Shen Yi stepped forward to help organize the frilly pink baby clothes.
It couldn’t be denied, each piece of baby clothing was very pretty; any child wearing them would certainly be an exceptionally cute baby.