The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Can't."

The bottom line of marriage is not negotiable with him.

"Why?"

The little guy protested with a mournful face.

The thought of living with so many powerful people made her not want to get married.

She is not stupid, but her IQ is far from perverted to be as high as his. She is afraid that she will be cheated to death.

"The sooner we get married, the sooner you can have children, and the sooner your son grows up, the sooner you can take charge of the Zhuo family, so that I can retire earlier, and I will take you wherever you want, and enjoy our two-person world."

"Wait! Wait!" Cheng Lianxun, who was in doubt, quickly interrupted him, "Brother Zhuo, are you thinking too far?"

The sons are out.

Retire early?

He is only twenty-seven years old, why retire!

"It's not far, don't you think... spend your whole life with me?"

The man was driving the car, looking sideways at her, with endless danger hidden in his eyes.

"Of course I thought about it!"

She didn't need to think about it. If she dared to say she hadn't thought about it, he would have executed her on the spot.

Zhuo Dingding withdrew his gaze, counting her as an acquaintance.

"However, you can take me wherever I want now. Why do you have to wait until you retire to enjoy the world of two people? What should I do when I get old and can't walk?"

Her strongest thought now is to reverse his thinking.

Getting married at the age of twenty, although it was a bit early, but she actually had no objection.

But when she got married at the age of twenty and had children immediately, she didn't quite agree.

At the age of twenty, she has not yet graduated from college.

It's too early to have a baby.

"Who told you that you are old when you retire? In two years, when you are 20 years old, you will get married and have children. I am 29 years old, and the kid is one year old. Let him take over the Zhuo family when he grows up to 20 years old. It’s only forty-nine, haven’t you heard of a man’s forty-one flowers? When I’m in full bloom, I’m so old.”

The third master planned his life perfectly.

"How do you know that the first child is a son, and what if it is a daughter? The second child, the third child, and the fourth child are also daughters?"

The little guy felt horrified when he thought of his twenty-year-old self with a big belly.

No no no.

He must change his mind in these two years.

"It's the same with my daughter, so you plan to have so many children?"

The third master couldn't hide his surprise.

"...I'm just talking!"

Just don't give birth to so many.

"Brother Zhuo, I don't think you can do this!"

"Why not? I treat my son and daughter equally, but the Zhuo family has a rule that a daughter cannot be the head of the family."

"Not this! When you have a child, you share the work for him, and when you grow up, you become a shopkeeper. You leave everything to him, and you don't do anything yourself. It's not fair to him!"

"You mean, my son doesn't want to be the head of the house, and it's unfair for me to force him to be the head of the house?"

"Hmm! That's what it means!"

"How do you know that my son doesn't want to be the head of the house?"

"Your son hasn't even been born yet, how do you know that he wants to be the head of the house?"

"Of course I know my son, the descendants of my Zhuo family, those who don't want to be the head of the family are trash, my son can't be trash."

"You, you...my son is not a waste!"

"Yes, of course your son is not a waste, so I will pave the way for him. He is destined to become the head of the Zhuo family."

"What if two sons are born?"

"The eldest son is the head of the house."

"What if it's twins?"