"Huh?" If there had been a mirror, Song Qingshu knew his expression would have been utterly blank. He truly had not expected this. Not at all.
"I know this request puts you in a very difficult position, sir, but I have no other choice." Tears glimmered in Lu Guanying's eyes. "Even when I was healthy, I couldn't get her pregnant. Now... now it's even more impossible."
Song Qingshu remained silent and listened as he continued. "My wife and I aren't young anymore. A few years ago, we could still make excuses to brush it off, but what about now? If we still have no children, everyone in the family will point fingers at us. And for a family like ours, having no heirs is a terrifying thing. When that time comes, neither family resources nor support will be given to a branch destined to die out. My wife and I may well lose our footing in the family because of it."
"Couldn't you just adopt a son?" Song Qingshu asked with a frown.
"But such a child would have nothing to do with either of us. If you were willing... then at least the child would still be Yaojia's." Seeing Song Qingshu's brow furrow even more deeply, Lu Guanying hurriedly added, "To be honest, if this hadn't happened to me, I would never have been so generous as to let my wife..."
"Yaojia has already sacrificed enough for me. I can't be so selfish. After thinking it over, the only way I can repay her is to let her bear a child of her own." Lu Guanying spoke with deep affection, as though a holy radiance shone from his body.
Yet there were some things he did not say aloud. The first reason he had made this decision was to