After Marrying the Officer

"Honey, from now on, you can hit me, scold me, kick me or punch me, but just don’t ’test’ me anymore..." cried Ou Er.

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and shivered.

"Honey, I’ll be very obedient, and our son will also be very obedient..." Ou Cong held Jiang Shuqin’s hand and said seriously.

Seeing Ou Er’s face and nose red from crying, Jiang Shuqin found it both amusing and a bit helpless, and said, "Son? How do you know it’s a son? What if it’s a daughter?"

The newest Ou Cong heard this, and his brow furrowed immediately.

Yeah, what if it’s a daughter?

"No problem, a daughter is even better!" Ou Cong patted his chest heavily and shook his head, saying, "What we lack in the family right now is a daughter!"

Indeed, by this time, Ou Jun and Xiao Jingqi had already had two sons; the oldest is five this year, and the youngest is only two.

As for Xia Chuyi, she’d also had a second child, another boy, so including Huo Shiwu, the family had four little boys.

Since they were all boys, when the whole family gathered, apart from Huo Shiwu, the other little rascals turned everything into a chaotic mess.

Especially because Ou Cong was the most "kind-hearted" amongst the family, those little rascals loved to cling to him.

He often got overwhelmed by them.

Of course, apart from that little angel, Huo Shiwu.

Not every kid can be like Huo Shiwu, a little angel.

With that thought, Ou Cong suddenly felt that having a daughter was better, having a daughter was great!

"Alright, honey, let’s have a daughter, have a daughter!" As Ou Cong continued to think, he grinned foolishly and said.

Jiang Shuqin gave him a sidelong glance and said, "What if it’s another son?"

Upon hearing this, Ou Cong’s brow furrowed again.

"If it’s a son... if it’s a son..." After accepting that the child could be a daughter, reversing to accept it might be a son made Ou Cong feel a bit uncomfortable.

Feeling down for a while, Ou Cong drunkenly and pitifully said, "Honey, maybe we, maybe we shouldn’t have any more?"

Jiang Shuqin: ...

"You, Ou Cong, get down!" Jiang Shuqin kicked Ou Cong off the bed.

Don’t want a son?

Looks like she’d rather not have this father, Ou Cong!

And so, the drunkenly confused Ou Cong was kicked off the bed and ended up sleeping on the floor.

Ou Cong’s eyes were hazy. Hugging the bedpost, he mumbled, "Honey..."

He didn’t understand why his wife was upset all of a sudden.

Jiang Shuqin glanced at him and said, "Ou Cong, do you listen to your wife?"

"Hmm, I do." Even in his drunken state, Ou Cong reflexively nodded hard.

"In that case, I, your wife Jiang Shuqin, command you to make a bed on the floor." Jiang Shuqin said calmly.

A bed on the floor?

Ou Cong was clearly not very willing.

But... after years of being used to listening to his wife, he frowned but then nodded and said, "Hmm, sleep."

Then, he clumsily took the bedding that Jiang Shuqin had thrown down, spread it out on the floor, laid down, and slept.

Eventually, Ou Cong realized that although he’s the magnificent President Ou outside, at home, he’s long since fallen to the bottom of the food chain.

But then again, so what?

He could only... grow to enjoy it.

Because Jiang Shuqin is his wife, he can only pamper her.