Upon hearing the latter part of Yu Longting's words, Lin Huan's gloomy expression turned to astonishment.
After pondering for a long time, he asked confusedly, "Doesn't your line need bloodline inheritance?"
"My family doesn't have a throne to inherit, so what's the point of arguing over the surname? I just want my wife not to suffer." Indeed, Yu Longting's refined demeanor couldn't last long; he broke character and resumed speaking plainly.
Lin Huan couldn't help but chuckle, and he looked at Yu Longting with much more favor.
Still pretending to be picky, he said, "Wanwan just gave birth not long ago; she's at a time when her energy and blood are depleted. Why aren't you holding her?"
"Can't wait for it, thank you, Grandfather-in-law, for fulfilling my wish." Yu Longting's lips curled up wickedly as he pressed his palm against my lower back and lifted me up.
