"When I have time some other day, I'll take you to see him so you can get a checkup too," Tian Wen said. "Although you always think you're as strong as an ox, Dr. Li said that preparing for pregnancy takes both of us."
"Sure, absolutely."
An Zhengliang chuckled. He picked up his spatula again and said confidently, "This Dr. Li is our benefactor. If we really manage to have a baby next year, we'll have to give him a fat red envelope to thank him properly."
"You dare to give it, but would he dare to accept it?" Tian Wen shot him an exasperated glare. "With his personality, if you try to give him money, you probably won't even be able to get through his clinic door ever again."
"Hehe, my bad."
"Alright, let's eat."
That night, although the dining table in Tian Wen's home didn't have any lavish feasts, only a few light and delicious home-cooked dishes, the atmosphere between the couple was the warmest it had been in years.
