"As soon as the time is up—you should hurry up and have a child with her. A child of the Yu Family needs to be rightfully acknowledged."
"Hmm. I know." Yu Zexiao nodded. It wasn't that he didn't want to; it was that she didn't. As a man, he couldn't always force her.
"Hey, it's up to you to think about it."
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The conversation inside the Yu Family was unbeknownst to Jian Anning and Zhao Ziyin. She pretended to drive out, then made a big detour—to the next-door Mo Family, specifically slipping into Zhao Ziyin's room. Opening the bag, it was full of "peeping disguise" gear. Zhao Ziyin even generously provided her own clothes. In short, when she put on a wig and an outfit that cost 50 yuan with free shipping from Taobao, plus a mask on top, she was a completely different person!
"Is, is this going to work?" Jian Anning looked at her reflection in the mirror, utterly unrecognizable, and was a bit dumbfounded.
