130: Chapter 130 Holding Husband Down to Stop Him from Pulling Out, The Big Plan to Get Pregnant

Four women, carrying two children, sat in a circle on the carpet.

Huang Bo's wife, an experienced mother of two, took advantage of the men not paying attention and began to impart her wisdom to these young wives.

There were many intimate topics that women who hadn't given birth simply didn't understand.

Although Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, and Liu Shishi were nourished by Lin Chen every night, they were still blank slates when it came to childbirth.

"Take a word of advice from your sister-in-law: for women, the earlier you have children, the better. Take advantage of your youth to recover quickly, and your figure won't easily lose its shape," Huang Bo's wife said in a low voice.

"Sister-in-law, did you have a natural birth or a C-section?" Tong Liya asked curiously.

"My first was a natural birth, and for my second, I had a C-section."

Liu Shishi covered her small mouth in surprise: "You suffered through both? Which one was less painful?"

Huang Bo's wife waved her hand: "They both hurt! People say that when a woman enters the delivery room, she's crossing the gates of hell. I didn't believe it before, but once I lay on the bed, I knew it was life-threatening. When I gave birth to my first, I went into the delivery room at one in the morning and didn't come out until the evening of the next day; my whole body felt like it was falling apart."

Guli Nazha blinked: "Can't you get an epidural?"

"It still hurts even with one! Once the medication wears off, you have to tough it out on your own."

Tong Liya looked puzzled: "They say the first birth stretches the pelvis so the second is easier, so why did you still have to go under the knife?"

Huang Bo's wife sighed: "My constitution is just poor. Some people enter the delivery room, and the baby pops out in forty minutes. Me, on the other hand, I was in agonizing pain giving birth to my second, and in the end, I couldn't take it anymore and just had the doctor cut my stomach open."

Liu Shishi's little face turned pale as she listened: "A C-section must be very painful..."

"How could it not be? But natural birth is temporary pain, and you can get out of bed shortly after. A C-section is painful after the birth; you lie in bed afraid to move. By comparison, natural birth is better."

After finishing, Huang Bo's wife looked at the three pale-faced women and chuckled, "What are you afraid of? You'll have to go through it sooner or later. You're all so lovely; you can't possibly not leave a seed for Lin Chen, right?"

As soon as Lin Chen was mentioned, the three women's thoughts instantly became active.

Carrying a child for their beloved man was also a joyful thing.

Lin Chen was capable, handsome, and judging by how he had been playing with the children earlier, he clearly enjoyed being a father.

Besides, if a woman doesn't have children, life always feels like it's missing a little something.

Tong Liya's cheeks flushed slightly as she muttered: "Having a child also depends on his cooperation. Every night in bed, he tosses us around with all sorts of tricks, often leaving us without the strength to even get out of bed; where would we find the time to bring up the subject of children?"

Guli Nazha and Liu Shishi immediately blushed upon hearing this.

Their minds were filled with images of Lin Chen's strong physique, as well as scenes of themselves dripping with sweat and begging for mercy.

Upon hearing this, Huang Bo's wife leaned in and said sneakily: "You girls are just too honest! How can you expect men to take the initiative on this kind of thing? Before a man becomes a father, who doesn't want to be out playing around every day? There's no way they'll ever be the ones to ask for a child!"

The three women listened, stunned: "Then what should we do?"

"It's simple!"

Huang Bo's wife smirked, "When you're doing it at night, calculate your ovulation period, ride on top, and move yourself, and don't let him pull out. Once you have his 'stock' in your belly, can he force you to get an abortion?"

"Men are just cheap bones; once they have their own flesh and blood, they spoil them more than anyone. Look at Huang Bo; he treats those two little ancestors like royalty every day."

Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, and Liu Shishi exchanged glances, and a bold idea simultaneously popped into their minds.

Given Lin Chen's personality, if they really got pregnant, he would definitely take responsibility to the end.

This tactic of acting first and reporting later was simply brilliant!

Thinking that they could implement the plan tonight, try zero-distance contact, and feel the scorching heat of Lin Chen's deepest parts, the three women couldn't help but feel their thighs go weak, and their eyes became watery.

"Sister-in-law, are there any particular positions during the pregnancy preparation period; which position makes it easier to get in..." Tong Liya asked with a flushed face, humbly seeking advice.

The four women huddled closer and closer, and the topics they discussed became increasingly spicy and intimate.

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Women chat about men, children, and bedroom intimacy.

Even though they were big stars, they couldn't escape these topics once the doors were closed.

On the other side, the circle of men was talking about something completely different.

Lin Chen, Han Meilin, and Huang Bo sat together, and the topic naturally revolved around calligraphy, painting, and movies.

Han Meilin had worked as an art director for a while in his early years, so he could be considered half a person in the film and television industry.

However, his status was high, and it was purely a hobby; the average person could never hire this great master.

Huang Bo took a puff of his cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and looked annoyed: "It makes my blood boil just thinking about it. We're the world's largest box office market now, right? Logically speaking, we should be the ones calling the shots on our own turf. But what happens? Foreign films cut away half the cake! Our own films can only fight over the leftover scraps."

Han Meilin picked up his teacup, took a sip, and shook his head with a sigh: "There's no way around it; in the film industry, we are indeed a long way behind them."

In this parallel universe, China's total GDP had long surpassed the US, firmly holding the position of the world's largest economy.

Not only that, but it had also become the world's largest box office market.

Unfortunately, while the economy took off, the cultural industry didn't keep up.

Hollywood still dominated the market; they could just shoot some shoddy, industrial assembly-line trash, and it would still make a fortune in the country.

Huang Bo was a down-to-earth actor, and when talking about this, he slapped his thigh, his anger rising.

Lin Chen, however, looked indifferent. He picked up his cup, blew on the hot tea, took a sip, and said: "What's the rush? You have to eat one bite at a time. As long as we hold onto our position as the largest box office market, domestic films will stand up sooner or later."

Huang Bo sighed: "It's easy for you to say. How long is 'sooner or later'? Ten years? Eight years? The day lilies will be cold by then."

Han Meilin chimed in happily from the side: "Teacher Lin, with your great ability, have you never considered jumping in yourself to make a movie for fun?"

Lin Chen put down his teacup, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes: "To tell you the truth, I actually do have a script in mind, but I haven't decided when to make it yet."

Huang Bo's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? You even know how to write scripts? At this point, even if you said you could lay eggs, I'd believe you! Hurry up, tailor a lead role for me and Old Han; I won't take a single cent of salary, I'll even pay to act in it!"

Han Meilin also leaned in, looking very curious.

If anyone else had been bragging about making a movie, these two would have slapped them across the face long ago.

The water in this industry is too deep; outsiders who enter are as good as dead.

But Lin Chen was different; this kid was simply a monster, and everything he produced was a trump card.

As long as he spoke, there was definitely a chance!

Lin Chen rubbed his chin and spoke slowly: "The script is titled 'old boys'. The general plot is that Huang Dabao and Han Xiaoshuai are a pair of uncles just muddling through life; they messed around in junior high and always loved bullying an honest kid in their class named Lin Xiaobai."

"The two spent their days dreaming of becoming big stars, but decades passed in a flash. Huang Dabao ended up as a greasy wedding host, and Han Xiaoshuai married the chubby girl from their class and opened a crummy barbershop."

"On the other hand, Lin Xiaobai, who used to get bullied, transformed into a top-tier music producer and even married the class beauty they both had a crush on back then."

"One day, Huang Dabao rear-ended a car, and as luck would have it, it was Lin Xiaobai's luxury car. Lin Xiaobai, holding a grudge about the past, deliberately pushed them, asking if they still wanted to be Singing, and tricked them into participating in the talent show 'Happy Boys' where he was a judge."

"Huang Dabao took it seriously and dragged Han Xiaoshuai to sign up with him. Two old men nearing forty running off to a talent show were treated as a joke by everyone. Lin Xiaobai even had people make things incredibly difficult for them, but the two of them held on and stumbled their way into the top fifteen."

"Later, they accidentally heard that Lin Xiaobai was going to rig the competition to eliminate them. Huang Dabao broke down and wanted to leave, but Han Xiaoshuai grabbed him and said that winning or losing wasn't important; what mattered was Singing the dream in their hearts. On the night of the finals, the two old men stood on the stage and sang 'old boys'..."

Lin Chen finished telling the story in one breath.

Huang Bo and Han Meilin both fell silent, looked at each other, and then stared intently at Lin Chen.

"This story has something to it!"

"It will definitely be a hit!"

The two said in unison, their eyes full of admiration.

Just sitting there drinking tea and being able to come up with such an awesome script, you have to admire him.

A genius's thought process is indeed different from an ordinary person's.

Huang Bo was a veteran actor and hit the nail on the head: "The movie is called 'old boys', and this theme song of the same name is definitely the core. If the song is written well, the movie will be legendary."

Lin Chen nodded: "The song is indeed very important, and the quality is very high."

Huang Bo started to stutter: "Don't tell me you not only thought of a script, but you've already written the song too? A new song?"

Lin Chen admitted it nonchalantly: "Yeah, I've written one."