She angrily pounded on his shoulders.
"Stay calm, stay calm!" Jian Shichu grabbed Ye Qingci's hand and kissed it on the lips, "What's there to worry about? Isn't it normal for young people to stick to their beds? Besides, when we stay in bed, mom and dad surely know the reason. They're actually hoping we'll love each other more and give them a big fat grandson to cuddle as soon as possible—they wouldn't be unhappy. From now on, you just keep sticking to bed, and I guarantee it's fine!"
Ye Qingci was shaken by his "mom and dad surely know the reason," her voice trembling as she asked, "What reason do they know?"
Seventh Master Jian raised an eyebrow, looking triumphant, "Obviously, they know their son is exceptionally talented and extremely courageous, exhausting their daughter-in-law to the point she can't get out of bed, he..."
Before Jian Shichu could finish, Ye Qingci quickly covered his mouth, wanting to cry but without tears, "Jian Shichu! I want to go back to my country!"
