Mo Zhixuan lit a cigarette, took a drag, and suddenly realized something. He immediately stubbed out the butt and opened the window to ventilate.
Secondhand smoke is bad for the fetus.
Chu Jin wrapped herself tightly in her nightgown, sat up in bed, and then spoke, "Mo Zhixuan, there's something I need to discuss with you."
Mo Zhixuan slowly turned back, "What is it?"
The word 'discuss' was rarely used by Chu Jin unless it was truly a significant matter, so Mo Zhixuan's expression turned quite serious.
"My mother hopes that our daughter can take my surname. What do you think?" Chu Jin asked in a calm tone.
Mo Zhixuan was momentarily stunned, then asked, "Why?" Mr. Mo was slightly chauvinistic at heart and had a bit of a soft spot for his daughter. Hearing that his precious daughter might not share his surname made him quite upset.
Instead of directly answering his question, Chu Jin simply said, "Go get me a glass of water."