Upon their arrival at Lu Mansion, Jiang Yuyan issued a gentle warning. "Please, do your best not to make Weiwei cry. He'll be leaving soon, so let him spend time with me."
"You really like that little crybaby, huh?" he playfully challenged.
"Just because you were tough as a child, don't mean others are annoying," she retorted, "You were troublesome in other ways. Weiwei is cute. I like him."
Lu Lijun furrowed his brow but relented. "Alright."
"In the future, we might have an adorable child like him," she mused, attempting to appease his somewhat displeased mood.
"Our child won't be a crybaby," he asserted.
"Yeah, he will born laughing instead of crying like normal babies," she laughed as she imagined what she had just said.
Seeing her laughter, his mood gradually shifted, and he pulled her closer, causing her to stifle her laughter as her gaze met his intense one.