Sang Qian, concerned about Ji Sangyu, also came over. Hearing Ji Sangyu say she didn't like sleeping in Ji Chengzhou's room and her strong reaction left Sang Qian puzzled.
Ji Sangyu blinked her tear-stained long eyelashes, and her little hand at her side tightly clutched her trousers. "They say that after you sleep in the same room with Auntie, you will have a baby, and once you have your own little baby, you won't like me anymore."
Ji Chengzhou's eyes slightly changed, but to avoid frightening the child, he concealed his emotions well. "Who are they?"
"The servants at the manor..." And also Aunt Mu, but Aunt Mu had said it was their little secret, not to be told to others, so he couldn't say.
Sang Qian bent down, hands propped on her knees, looking Ji Sangyu in the eye. "Don't listen to their nonsense. You will always be your dad's most beloved child; he will love you forever."