I traveled through time and was still pregnant. I could have lived the life of a rich second generation, but my father told me that I was Xiba (horrified face). I don't want to become a muscular man, how about we change my name... Well, it's been a few years since I called him that, and I realize now that there's no use regretting it. At least I will have a beautiful wife in the future, and although she may be a fickle person, she will also have many cute and adorable sons. But who will tell me how this pretty boy who is not as handsome as me is called Ji Qiu, and how my future son will come (again, with a frightened face, Xi: I am going to have a heart attack. I smile gracefully. Ji: Let me touch it. Xi: Get out of here, where are you touching!!)