After all, how many men of status can accept their wives raising chickens and pigs and doing what they see as filthy work?
Whether Sikong Wuyou can accept it depends on how deep the fate arranged by heaven for them is.
An Ning doesn't want to give up, nor does she want to wrong herself for anyone.
She doesn't want to spend her life as a woman who relies only on a man.
"Then I'll raise them with you."
Sikong Wuyou's response was completely unexpected to An Ning.
She couldn't react for a moment and was stunned, "You... what did you say?"
"I said, for the rest of my life, I'll raise pigs, raise chickens, climb hills and farm fields, watch the sunrise, and watch the sunset with you. How about it?"
Sikong Wuyou's gaze was very serious, so serious that she felt like this was a fantasy, just something she imagined during a dream.
"Okay."
The smile on her face spread uncontrollably.
An Ning suddenly leaned close to Sikong Wuyou and gently kissed his lips.
