The next morning, Mo Hexuan shared this plan with Chu Xiaoyu at the dining table.
"Pfft!"
Chu Xiaoyu spat out a mouthful of porridge, looking at Mo Hexuan in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Mo Hexuan glanced with some disdain at the porridge Chu Xiaoyu sprayed, then repeated, "Once the child is born, register it under your name."
Chu Xiaoyu was prepared this time, yet upon hearing the words again, she was still too shocked to know what to say.
She instinctively glanced at Qin Youxue. She still showed no reaction, but the veins on her hand gripping the chopsticks were faintly visible from exertion.
Chu Xiaoyu looked into Mo Hexuan's earnest eyes and was momentarily speechless.
She could no longer comment on this man.
Seeing the hesitant expression on Chu Xiaoyu's face, Mo Hexuan slightly frowned and asked, "Is there a problem?"
Chu Xiaoyu shook her head, "Nothing. Just, has Youxue agreed?"
"This is a matter between you and me," Mo Hexuan replied, "Do you agree?"
