Xie Wanqing had already become accustomed to his occasional jealousy; the initial intensity had long faded.
Hearing his words, she glanced at him lightly, "Stop coming up with rotten ideas."
Rotten, ideas…
Lu Ziyuan clenched his jaw, about to speak, when he heard the person in his arms say, "If Xuan'er can pass on the Pei family's lineage, then I can do the same for the Xie family."
Saying this, Xie Wanqing looked down at her belly, causing Lu Ziyuan to feel a jolt of alarm, discarding all his previous jealousy, and hurriedly protecting her belly.
"You also stop coming up with rotten ideas!"
Xie Wanqing didn't say anything.
"Did you hear me?" Lu Ziyuan looked into her eyes, sternly warning, "Don't even think about using our child!"
Xie Wanqing blinked, "Then promise me first, not to interfere in their affairs."
"...Alright," Lu Ziyuan snorted coldly, "as long as you don't worry, no one else has to bother with those matters."
