When Yu Jiuqing whispered in her ear that morning, Shen Qing was utterly exhausted. She felt the man who had kept her up all night leaning in closer and had the sudden urge to smack him away. How could she possibly have had the presence of mind to hear what he was saying?
And so, it wasn't until Yu Zihan returned from the Imperial College that afternoon that Shen Qing finally remembered the words Yu Jiuqing had spoken that morning—
"Qingqing, Zihan told me he wants a younger brother or sister. But when it comes to that... I just don't know how to answer him."
As she recalled his words, Shen Qing couldn't help but curve her lips in a helpless yet amused smile.
'No wonder he'd mostly pulled out last night.' The few times he'd been overcome by passion, he had immediately helped her clean up afterward.
