Bai Sha looked at her, "I've accepted your blessings, and I too hope it is a son. Since you don't want to have any relations with the Mo Family and refuse our alimony, then I hope you and your child will be well in the future. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to reach out to us at any time."
"Thank you for your kindness, but even if my daughter and I were to die, we would not seek your help. Rest assured."
"How much younger are you than me? I know you're not thinking far enough into the future, but I don't mind."
Nan Yuesheng hooked the corner of her mouth in a cold smile, "Whether you mind or not, I don't care; it has nothing to do with me."
The elevator door opened, and she walked out with her child in her arms. The child, resting on her shoulder, turned their big round eyes towards Mo Lingqi, who felt a strain in her heart seeing the child's small face.
