1870 Going Home

"Ah Chuan… Baby… I want to see them…"

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow at her pitiful-looking eyes, feeling slightly displeased.

Although she used to wheedle with him, it was rare.

Now that she wanted to see the child, she even had a few stitches and didn't forget to wheedle.

Unhappy.

"Ah Chuan…"

Not again.

Bo Jinchuan couldn't stand her. He pursed his lips and glanced at the nurse.

The nurse smiled and nodded before walking out.

Shen Fanxing was elated.

She grabbed Bo Jinchuan's hand impatiently and asked, "Are the babies all like you? Or are they a little more like me?"

Bo Jinchuan sat down again and remained silent for a few seconds before saying,

"The doctor said she's beautiful. I'm sure they all look like you."

Shen Fanxing blinked and stared at him for a long time.

Bo Jinchuan tilted his head and poured himself a glass of water.

"How can they all be like me? Ah Chuan… Don't tell me…"