When it came to the birth of Changsheng, Wufu's heart was struck. She came from a later generation and did not regard birth time as important as the ancients did, not caring about things like ominous stars, but Changsheng was different. He was just a child with a long road ahead.
Sometimes, the rumors of the world could drown a person.
Wufu hoped that Changsheng would grow up healthy, but she hoped even more that he would become strong, so that, even if someone tried to bully him, he would have enough power to protect himself and fight back, rather than being foolishly submissive.
"Wufu, a man is destined to have more responsibility than a woman. Only when he is strong can he protect himself and you," Hua Wushuang said deeply.
Ah Jiu grasped Wufu's hand and said, "Uncle is right, Wufu, I won't let you down, but the stronger your backing is, the more confident you will be, and no one will dare to look down on you, not even me."
