"A week."
Zhan Bei Jue seemed to ponder seriously. "I value novelty and privacy, so this duration is just right."
"...What if the other person is also a professional who can't be available on demand?"
"Professionals are best. I don't like women who are idle all day; they tend to stir up trouble. With professionals, we can meet at the office."
Hmph, you can even meet at the office? Gong Bei Bei's imagination ran wild. She thought, perhaps you don't like the warm and romantic type, but prefer office play?
"Meet at the office? What can you talk about in the office?"
Zhan Bei Jue glanced at her, his expression suggesting he couldn't believe she'd ask such a foolish question. "Of course, we talk about work in the office. What else would it be called an office for?"
"..." What bizarre requirements, what a peculiar mindset? Gong Bei Bei, even as a social butterfly, found it hard to cope. "Ah Jue, you're too humorous. Then, do you have any requirements for their profession?"
"No. I'm not that picky. All jobs are equal, any work is fine."
The two children looked up at him simultaneously, quite satisfied with his answer.
Gong Bei Bei was also reasonably pleased with this answer. "What about children? If you get married in the future, will you consider having more children?"
"No. Having these two is enough for me; I don't have that much energy to spread around. Besides, if she has a child, she'll have to quit her job, which conflicts with my requirement that she must be a professional."
Madam Zhan could no longer contain herself. "The Zhan family isn't so poor that the wife must go out and earn a living. What are you saying!"
"Mom, I'm doing this for her own good. It's what you taught me before: women shouldn't abandon their careers for their families. If you hadn't been idle at home for me back then, Dad wouldn't have..."
Madam Zhan's expression grew even more displeased.
Since she had initiated the topic, Gong Bei Bei felt responsible and, fearing they would argue, quickly tried to lighten the mood. "Aunt Zhou, please don't take it to heart. I think Ah Jue is partly joking. Don't be angry. Actually, what he said is true; women shouldn't abandon themselves for their families."
"..." Bei Bei is quite resilient. This rascal has steered the conversation this way, and she can still tolerate him? It seems she and Ah Jue really have a chance!
Madam Zhan didn't want to spoil the atmosphere and could only back down.
Gong Bei Bei moved from the sofa and sat next to Ge'er. "Ge'er can actually understand such complicated things, that's amazing. Do you want Auntie to help you?"
Ge'er quickly raised her hand to protect the model. "No, Sister. Your nails are too long; they'll get caught in my parts. You should go have tea with Grandma."
"...Rui Rui..."
"I don't need it either. This small model won't take me half an hour to assemble."
"...Ah Jue..."
"I've basically stated all my requirements. If you find someone suitable, please help me look. Oh, wait, there's one last point."
Gong Bei Bei instinctively moved to sit beside him to discuss it carefully, but Zhan Bei Jue raised his hand to stop her. "A man as excellent as me will definitely not be loyal to just one woman in his lifetime, you understand. To be my wife, Zhan Bei Jue's wife, you must be sensible and not make a fuss when you see me socializing. If you can't tolerate a man interacting with others outside, like your Aunt Zhou, I'd rather remain single. Anyway, being single has no impact on my quality of life."
"..."
For the first time, Madam Zhan realized her son's character was so similar to his father's, and she was so angry she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.