Disaster Strikes Young Master Xu

"Xiao Xue, how about we find somewhere to sit, get a drink, and fill our stomachs after all this shopping?"

Zhang Yang had spent a thousand years cultivating, but accompanying a woman shopping still got the better of him. Unlike Cheng Dongxue, he had had enough.

Zhang Yang's strength and the respect he had earned filled Cheng Dongxue with joy. He had even surpassed her idea of an ideal husband. She had found what she wanted in life; if he was willing to spend money and keep her company, what more could she ask for?

"Zhang Yang, do you think this is cute?"

Cheng Dongxue suddenly stopped in the baby section and ran her hand over an infant outfit. Zhang Yang frowned. If they had been like other couples, after so many years of marriage, their child would already be old enough to run errands. Yet he and Cheng Dongxue still had no children.

When love and marriage reached a certain stage, it seemed only a child could prove their love had borne fruit and make their marriage look complete.

"It's cute."

Zhang Yang watched Cheng Dongxue's expression as he answered. She seemed to want to be a mother, but he was in no hurry.

"Let's buy a few!"

Zhang Yang couldn't tell whether Cheng Dongxue was acting on impulse, drawn in by the cute clothes, or thinking of something else. But she wanted to buy baby clothes. If Liu Mei found out, she would be overjoyed—and probably think Zhang Yang was about to become a father and she a grandmother.

"Okay."

Despite his misgivings, Zhang Yang agreed. Cheng Dongxue was someone he loved, after all.

After a short rest, a drink, and something to fill their shopping-emptied stomachs, Cheng Dongxue still wasn't ready to stop. Zhang Yang didn't want