"Don't worry, sir, I will!" Pan Mingyue said confidently.

"Well, by the way, how's Qiuqiu doing recently?" The old man thought of his daughter and spoke softly.

"Master, you can rest assured that Zhiqiu is very good. We are very kind and intend to have a child in some days." Pan Mingyue said with a giggle.

"It's not too old to have children anymore. Zhiqiu is an old parturient. It's dangerous. You should take it." The old man explained it again.

"Oh, yeah, we will work hard." When Pan Mingyue thought of the fat woman at home, she was somewhat overwhelmed. She wondered how she would have looked up to...